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All That I Had Video (MV)




Performed By: MadFace1400
Length: 2:37
Written by: Dominic Mason
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Bitch Im makin' plays I 2k that shit
Jelly fam dope the way I lay that bitch
And we uppin pistols we dont play that shit
And we f*ckin strippers yea i slay that bitch
Guns and butter i was on the block with them bags
Only option gave it all that i had
I was real I spent plenty days bein mad
Cuz I was broke gave it everything that i had

Take it strong to the hole thats filay
Dunkin on these opps (yea yea) thats a hey
We dont use props (yea yea) these spray
Send my runner for a walk cheesecake
But I rather pack it up green bay
When I die I hope Im on the forbes list
Five on my wrist and its gorgeous
Real trapper still rocking forces
My hood stick together like we orphans
And we keep that power mighty morphin
Runnin thru them blues these aint Corbin
She spent her child support on my Jordans

Whoa whoa whoa dead to rights nigga
Whoa whoa whoa runnin for your life nigga
Whoa whoa whoa dead to rights nigga
Streets make a child into a killer
Whoa whoa whoa dead to rights nigga
Whoa whoa whoa runnin for your life nigga
Whoa whoa whoa dead to rights nigga
Streets make a child into a killer

Bitch Im makin' plays I 2k that shit
Jelly fam dope the way I lay that bitch
And we uppin pistols we dont play that shit
And we f*ckin strippers yea i slay that bitch
Guns and butter i was on the block with them bags
Only option gave it all that i had
I was real I spent plenty days bein mad
Cuz I was broke gave it everything that i had
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Bitch Im makin' plays I 2k that shit
Jelly fam dope the way I lay that bitch
And we uppin pistols we dont play that shit
And we f*ckin strippers yea i slay that bitch
Guns and butter i was on the block with them bags
Only option gave it all that i had
I was real I spent plenty days bein mad
Cuz I was broke gave it everything that i had

Take it strong to the hole thats filay
Dunkin on these opps (yea yea) thats a hey
We dont use props (yea yea) these spray
Send my runner for a walk cheesecake
But I rather pack it up green bay
When I die I hope Im on the forbes list
Five on my wrist and its gorgeous
Real trapper still rocking forces
My hood stick together like we orphans
And we keep that power mighty morphin
Runnin thru them blues these aint Corbin
She spent her child support on my Jordans

Whoa whoa whoa dead to rights nigga
Whoa whoa whoa runnin for your life nigga
Whoa whoa whoa dead to rights nigga
Streets make a child into a killer
Whoa whoa whoa dead to rights nigga
Whoa whoa whoa runnin for your life nigga
Whoa whoa whoa dead to rights nigga
Streets make a child into a killer

Bitch Im makin' plays I 2k that shit
Jelly fam dope the way I lay that bitch
And we uppin pistols we dont play that shit
And we f*ckin strippers yea i slay that bitch
Guns and butter i was on the block with them bags
Only option gave it all that i had
I was real I spent plenty days bein mad
Cuz I was broke gave it everything that i had
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Writer: Dominic Mason
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