Joey Fatts - All We Got lyrics

[Verse 1] Been asleep for a while now I been f**in' hoes, doin' more shows, money come in piles now Back then she wouldn't f** with me, she wanna f** in my pause now Used to be nobody text with me, they wanna text to the kid nah All these fake n***as tryna keep it real now b**hes, I'm that n***a, still the same n***a from befo' tho East Side n***a, used to call me daddy Joe Movin' packs, neva one did my momma know You need that n***a, believe me, on my lil stove [?] Back then I was buggin' on a trip of seeds Meeked up befo' we popped ten a piece Now every other month I make ten at least Thuggin' real fo' my n***as cuz they gotta eat Lookin' out for each other in the streets cuz it's all we got Anybody wanna f** with me or one of my n***as n***as know that the things are gonna pop The hard stopped heavy but the hustle didn't stop A couple homie's dead and a couple homie's not But a young n***a still on that clock Fork bend that blend(?!) tryna own that spot f** bein' in yo p**y, I'm tryna run that block Uh, I'm tryna ball with my n***as Been through it all with my n***as Collect calls from my n***as And they tellin' me to stay on my sh** The bigger you are, the tougher it is But this is rap, dawg, this sh** is [?] [Hook x2] Just me and my n***as, tryna take it to the top Gotta get this money, and take care of ours We all we got, we all we got, we all we got We all we got, we all we got [Verse 2] Stand down till we come up, on the grind til the sun up Boy, I got to get these funds up, serving hot Os, no Columbas And the life we chose, we dug it, when we play the ba**, we drum it With that cable, lil holme be buggin', like the they got their way down to bussin' Do it all for the budget, hit a lick then it's back to the hustlin' Flip that, turn up into somethin', then I play [?], n***a, we all stuntin' Gotta ride fo' n***as that you walk with, eat with those that you starved with Down the sheet and got balled in, cuz ya know they're gonna hit the money callin' But every backdoor n***a call in, cuz I need that Feelin' like Nick with the seatback, n***a chasin' every D jack Where the cheese at? Girl, my [?] Leave holes where yo feet, suddenly, you been cracked Gettin' all this money, grindin', now you see that Didn't wanna f**, now you let the whole team smack I get it! You talk it, I live it, I sell it, you sip it You want it, come get it, a line go for 50 It's money, I'm wid it, it's mine, I spend it I hustle every minute, b**h, I'm feelin' like Knicks Keys to the city, everybody f**in' with me Young n***a droppin' weight like Missy Go get it like [?] and [?] So you know it's bout money if you see me [Hook x2] Just me and my n***as, tryna take it to the top Gotta get this money, and take care of ours We all we got, we all we got, we all we got We all we got, we all we got