All Your Fault Lyrics

Aye shut that shit up nigga im recording

And that's staying in the song fuck nigga, bitch ass nigga

Pussy niggas tryna cap, I keep the pistol, just don't show it

I don't fuckin' buy weed no more from the plug nigga I grow it

My fuckin raps are savin niggas lives i'm feelin so heroic

And I'm still a fuckin' poet don't give a fuck if I ain't wrote it

And I'm way too fuckin' angry in my mind I need some help

Jalen keep the pistol for me cause he know that I ain't well

All they gotta do is say the word we sendin em to hell

Fuck with me you won't be happy nigga I am not Pharrell

She wanna fuck with me, I tell her I might

She fuckin' with me then we fuckin' tonight

Since I got money now I might buy her a flight

I just bought some Giuseppes they not in my size

I already got bread but I'm still on the rise

Said she was 4'11 she too short to ride

But I'm still gon' fuck with her I fuck with her vibe

EJ ain't heard this yet, but he gon' be surprised

Should I cut it right here?

You should, I like what you doin,

You think I should cut it

Hear me out, I like what you doin w the adlibs

Imma leave room for my nigga tho

Hollon nigga lets rock

When I'm rappin' like this, know they feelin' attacked

I feel like a hairdresser it's track after track

And you know that I came from

the back of the back

of the back

of the back

of the back

of the back

There's way too much dough that I need when I'm workin' this hard for the bread I ain't sharin' a stack

The IRS emailin' me for some money, I told them they won't get a tariff or tax

Now if I go crazy, it's Kevin relax

And I would keep it blunt, but the nigga cant rap

If you wanna talk crazy, don't forget the tag

You think I'm a nice guy, till I lift up the mask

And all of this shit that I fuckin' amassed

If you did what I did, then why wouldn't you brag

And I call him a queen cause he switched and got dragged

Nigga I'm savin' the game I ain't rappin' to rap

And i'm tired of fuckin' protectin' the peace

I call Demon Lord Kev and you don't wanna meet

Boy go cry in your tweets man stop cryin to me

And I'll never forget to shout-out YRG

And if niggas still mad about the places I be

Then start talkin' to God and stop talkin' to me

Or talk to whoever you fuckin' believe

This shit came in natural, you cannot compete

They say that I rap like I'm on P.E.D.'s

I shouldn't be able to come up with these things

I look at your numbers and look at your streams

That shit really average, you know what I mean

And if you look at this think, why he talkin' to me

It's a lot of niggas can relate to these things

Except for the money, except for the streams

Cause most of you know that you don't have a dream

Oh, shit, bro

I don't even know why I fuckin' give niggas attention, bro

Bitch

Haha