Ybn Nahmir - All In lyrics

[Intro: YBN Nahmir & Producer-Tag] [?] Ay Banbwoi! [Chorus: YBN Nahmir] You know a ni**a feel loose when they get me off that Henny Swear a tint was a lot 'til a ni**a touch 50 Gotta keep a big blower 'cause some people out to get me Sacrifices for them bands, even if the bid risky Always stand 10 toes, but we going through a lot Keep my mouth closed, never talking to the cops Know my life I live fast, I just pray that it won't stop All these b*tches wanna hang with the gang 'cause we hot [Verse 1: YBN Nahmir] For my people I go hard land, we up now A lot of sh*t changed since a ni**a got clout Went and iced out my wrist, all my jewelry bust down Hit your b*tch in the whip, now you looking like a clown Tell that hoe don't back rounds Bad b*tch and she got her ass out The way she move it on a ni**a, I might pass out Bro gon' switch lanes, hit the mall, then we ball out If it ain't money, please tell me what we talkin' bout Still wildin' with 4 poles in the Range I don't need glasses, know them younging got aim Know I'm quick to slap first, I was ready when they came Puff from the bock, then they left me with the stain [Chorus: YBN Nahmir] You know a ni**a feel loose when they get me off that Henny Swear a tint was a lot 'til a ni**a touch 50 Gotta keep a big blower 'cause some people out to get me Sacrifices for them bands, even if the bid risky Always stand 10 toes, but we going through a lot Keep my mouth closed, never talking to the cops Know my life I live fast, I just pray that it won't stop All these b*tches wanna hang with the gang 'cause we hot [Verse 2: Kamaiyah] Can't imagine that I would take this life for granted Friends turn into enemies and now I'm savage I lost Nipsey this past week and I done panicked My heart's cold as it's ever been, fill me sadness I wonder if my pops cried when Pac died If it tainted his bright soul into a dark lie Watching my thoughts turn cold into a dark mind I keep Hennessy remedies for all my dark nights ni**as kill their own people for the fame and the glory Doing families, causing pain, misery Lack the way for life, now that's your famous story You're dumb, ni**a, hope that karma come get you [Chorus: YBN Nahmir] You know a ni**a feel loose when they get me off that Henny Swear a tint was a lot 'til a ni**a touch 50 Gotta keep a big blower 'cause some people out to get me Sacrifices for them bands, even if the bid risky Always stand 10 toes, but we going through a lot Keep my mouth closed, never talking to the cops Know my life I live fast, I just pray that it won't stop All these b*tches wanna hang with the gang 'cause we hot