Lyrics
Made it from these corners we already won
It ain't where you at, nigga it's where you from
I rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun
Talking 'bout the shit we already done
All about it, (yeah) I know all about it
All about it, (yeah yeah) I know all about it
All about it, (yeah yeah yeah) all about it
All about it, (yeah ooo) I know all about it

Riding 'round the city with a loaded gun
If them people grab you then you know you done
Get indicted give the lawyer all your one's
Now you gotta fight it or go on the run
Re-ing up bagging up, weekly profits ain't adding up
Keep spending the money, keep swagging up
You got bad energy that's why you bad with luck
I don't wanna hear the story about you had it rough
Short money to the plug and he had enough
If he kill your whole family it's sad as fuck
But you knew what the deal was when you grabbed the stuff
Situations, sophistication, death is waiting, anticipation
Feel the hate and humiliation, hit your loved ones affiliation
It's all in time though, we fall we climb though
Just ease your mind no but read the sign no
Light your weed up, sip your wine slow
Kick your feet up believe me I know
I know all about it

Made it from these corners we already won
It ain't where you at, nigga it's where you from
I rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun
Talking 'bout the shit we already done
All about it, (yeah) I know all about it
All about it, (yeah yeah) I know all about it
All about it, (yeah yeah yeah) all about it
All about it, (yeah ooo) I know all about it

They say one thing but do the other I know all about it
Actions speak louder than words we don't talk about it
I knew we was gon' make it but they all would doubt it
Them crabs in the barrel hate to see you crawlin' out it thought
Fuck it though keep my head high and my bucket low
Everywhere I go gotta tuck it though
A baller gon' still get buckets yo, not chucking no
I'm just shooting my shot every chance I get
Won't let the fake love romance my shit
Need mine upfront, advance my shit
Or get three in your head don't chance that shit
Them sticks crack not Kit Kats
We click clack not chit chat
No six pack but a big gat
In the 6 black but my shit matte
You ain't with that
Stop the mouthing off get my guys involved
Stomp you 'til your shit crack, mazel tov

Made it from these corners we already won
It ain't where you at, nigga it's where you from
I rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun
Talking 'bout the shit we already done
All about it, (yeah) I know all about it
All about it, (yeah yeah) I know all about it
All about it, (yeah yeah yeah) all about it
All about it, (yeah ooo) I know all about it

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Benjamin Diehl, Ian Lewis, Jason Phillips, John Jackson, Karim Kharbouch




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