Chubby Jag - All Me (Freestyle) lyrics

You already know what it is home Flat Top gold chain... yeah I ain't never asked for sh**, nah n***a I ain't had to k** a n***a beat, my pleasure, I'll be glad to Here for forever, look at rap like a tattoo They on a n***a balls, now I'm nuts n***a cashews I'm waitin' for the stacks f** waitin' in the back Remember days when me and goods waitin' on the pack In the lab, she yellin', got her waitin' in the sack Chubby makin' money now n***as hatin' for a fact Said I got that k**, and she know it I could walk 'round Swipe all out, and she blow it when I toss that Then, nowadays she will throw it Got her speakin' to the pipe, move them lips like a poet Lil n***a we ridin' out with no child lock out West Adams, we a wild block They all look lame, we don't ball the same I'm Kobe Bryant, you ??? n***a pop off and get a loud pop Peep out and get ya house shot To them coke fiends, I'm a hero So in other words, I'm all about rock Yeah fuego, better let go off of my Lego n***a I'm about blocks, I'm the one n***a You a dumb n***a, I son n***as I'm all about pops Yeah talk all hard get a mouth shot Cuff yo girl get your spouse popped Bring yo girl 'round, and somebody Takin' yo girl down and that's real home You talk sh**, my n***as Makin' yo girl drown you better chill home And the sad sh**, you bring a bad b**h And I guarantee, it's a steal home Now that's real, I could take her n***a f** love, b**h it's all about the paper n***a That's straight up, no chaser n***a Turn a couple pounds into acres n***a Had mad swag in the old days Before the flat top it was a taper n***a Yeah mad swag, old days Like Mark Manson with the Lakers n***a Shot to the head, shot to the head yeah Shot to the head I don't mean gettin' drunk What I mean get the pump, I get anybody yeah I body anybody on the scene gettin' slumped Weed everywhere, whole team gettin' drunk Never in the back, whole team in the front Money makin' got a n***a team gettin' pumped Got a new ho, b**hes on the team get dumped And it's like that, yeah it's like that n***a took a break and got right back Got the piece on me, like peace homie Don't sleep on me no night cap n***a throw a punch and I'll fight back It's guaranteed I got n***as 'round West Adams, you n***as trippin' My youngings shootin' you n***as down Realest rapper you know home Ain't sh** I'm always in n***as town Came for what's really mine Somebody rockin' this n***a crown That's all me, yeah all me n***a tell ya main b**h call me Hood spit when my hood shift Got the block lookin' like Wall Street It's Chubby