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All The Time
by Bigbag Stunner
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Brrrr
Yeah
Toast to all the time
Wasted to the wrong people, you know
Pop, pop, pop
Yeah
Alright
Brrr
ID Clef on the mix
Yeah
All the time we be balling with the fake niggas
All the time we be tryna feed the broke niggas
All the time we be tryna help the dumb niggas
All the time we be chilling with the lame niggas
All the time we be balling with the fake niggas
All the time we be tryna feed the broke niggas
All the time we be chilling with the dumb niggas
All the time we be tryna help the broke niggas
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Alright
Nigga what a fine
paid out waste of time
Tell me what the price
to bring back the time
This shit ain't right
Niggas switchin sides
Niggas want to shine
Haters want to try
Glock 50 in my side
Are you willing to try
Are you willing to slide
You said you my day one
Capping on the gram
This shit is for clout
Yeah my heart is froze
I can really trust no soul
Really want this smoke
nigga you know we got poles
I got evil wolf
Always on pay time
Yeah we on the road
In the grind we be on the move
My bitch scared to loose
We gotto stacked in two
Like what the fuck we do
Why we losing youth
This shit ain't that good
Money cannot prove
Life is worth it too
Bitch you better watch your move
You know what we into
Thought you how to fish
Yeah you couldn't leave my pool
Yeah we cannot fold
I can't keep no hoe
Bitch I thought you already know
Some niggas cannot grow
You better walk alone
The street is very cold
A B G
A B G can never fold
A B G can never fold
Bitch
A B G can never fold
A B G
A B G can never fold
A B G
Brrrr
Yeah
Toast to all the time
Wasted to the wrong people, you know
Pop, pop, pop
Yeah
Alright
Brrr
ID Clef on the mix
Yeah
All the time we be balling with the fake niggas
All the time we be tryna feed the broke niggas
All the time we be tryna help the dumb niggas
All the time we be chilling with the lame niggas
All the time we be balling with the fake niggas
All the time we be tryna feed the broke niggas
All the time we be chilling with the dumb niggas
All the time we be tryna help the broke niggas
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Alright
Nigga what a fine
paid out waste of time
Tell me what the price
to bring back the time
This shit ain't right
Niggas switchin sides
Niggas want to shine
Haters want to try
Glock 50 in my side
Are you willing to try
Are you willing to slide
You said you my day one
Capping on the gram
This shit is for clout
Yeah my heart is froze
I can really trust no soul
Really want this smoke
nigga you know we got poles
I got evil wolf
Always on pay time
Yeah we on the road
In the grind we be on the move
My bitch scared to loose
We gotto stacked in two
Like what the fuck we do
Why we losing youth
This shit ain't that good
Money cannot prove
Life is worth it too
Bitch you better watch your move
You know what we into
Thought you how to fish
Yeah you couldn't leave my pool
Yeah we cannot fold
I can't keep no hoe
Bitch I thought you already know
Some niggas cannot grow
You better walk alone
The street is very cold
A B G
A B G can never fold
A B G can never fold
Bitch
A B G can never fold
A B G
A B G can never fold
A B G
