Skeme - All The Time lyrics

[Verse 1]: I say motherf**er hater I'm an Inglewood native Stay from round a broke n***a cause I heard that sh** contagious Rep that S.O.X. until the d**h La familia, that's my set If you ever disrespect, they'll get your head knocked off your neck Rest in peace to Pimp C, I wish I could resurrect Just to po' up with you once and politick over some blunts, but Back to what I'm talking about, ladies if you love me And your trigger fingers at these lames to shoot to k** for me Boys to the street, n***as round in my vicinity Got it right now, you ain't dealing with no finna be N.A.G.B.G.A.N.G. dollar sign T.A And these lames gon' have you trapped, just like the hustlers out in G.A., we say [Hook]: We don't give a f**, and we ain't never gave one I say boy I'm making money, you ain't never made none We don't give a f**, and we ain't never gave one I say boy I'm making money, you ain't never made none On the grind, Money on my line But that's all the time On the grind, Money on my line But that's all the time On the grind, Money on my mind But that's all the time On the grind, Money on my mind [Verse 2]: (Hol' Up) I got pockets full of change (Hol' Up), put that on the gang I do whatever, whenever, ain't too much sh** out my lane (Hol' Up) Future on my brain (Hol' Up), forward motion gang And it's some broads I never met that's down to tat a n***a name I say all I want is that money, bruh Dollars, euros and yen I say make that and then spend that, and then do it over again Been the same n***a from the start mane, all I chase down is my ends And if you ain't riding that Honda b**h, you won't ride in that Benz I got new hoes to fake friends, tryna to hang on cause I'm in But I don't trip cause it ain't sh**, and I stay down and won't bend Homie, this the life that I chose Better yet this the life that chose me And I sip in 2 cups, and I'm asleep Tryna to slow it down and keep it G [Hook] Pour some b**h! Everything slow but the money, right? Wait! I got some more sh** to throw away [Verse 3] Tell that bad b**h, no neck, no s** Two white cups cause I love cold meth f** with the young n***a, S.O.X And the T.S.2. what I kept on deck That's that sh**, but please don't trip Cause the more I sip she's slowing down They ain't coming up, if they ain't you bet they know it now [Hook]