Everything I Got - Ralo

See everything I got I worked for it, this shit didn’t come for free

We gon' go to war if any niggas try to come for me

I know I’m who they wanna be but God only made one of me

Don’t worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me

I know they hangin' on the low, that’s the wrong way to go

for a ho, I can’t trust her no mo'

Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked

Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can’t stop

Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money

Black lamb, black why the hell you do him like that

I heard it got him upset, these niggas ain’t a threat

All the niggas with the, I’ma leave a nigga wet

Only rappers in the battlefield, who the fuck wanna battle them

Name a rapper saying something back, on a nigga get his ass whacked

I don’t argue over telephones, I’ma do these niggas hella wrong

I’ma put these niggas into church, never said their name in a verse

Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money

It ain’t nothing, we ain’t trippin', we ain’t gotta get a dime of show money

We don’t never throw on nigga cause we don’t ever talk about a nigga

If they hatin' we gon' let 'em hate, cause none of these haters gon' elevate

Aye check this out right, see, I just pulled up on my partner in my lamb right

I lift the doors up on that motherfucker, and then when I looked at him,

I could tell in they eye they ain’t my partner no mo'

See everything I got I worked for it, this shit didn’t come for free

We gon' go to war if any niggas try to come for me

I know I’m who they wanna be but God only made one of me

Don’t worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me

I know they hangin' on the low, that’s the wrong way to go

for a ho, I can’t trust her no mo'

Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked

Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can’t stop

Can’t stop, won’t stop tell the folks I ain’t gonna stop

Ahk shit, pop shit, name a ahk that ain’t gon' pop

12 can’t stop shit, tell the folks we ain’t gon' cop

Ralo where the fuck the roof went, telling me ain’t no top

Riding 'round in a half a million, still got all my jewelry on

I never hang around a lame, these niggas try to steer me wrong

I ain’t ridin' on none of these fuck niggas waves just to get paid

I’m the headline on every stage, I don’t give a fuck about a age

Young nigga but a OG, think twice 'fore you approach me

All them niggas talk about they 'round, fuck around and get it slowly

I know it’s us versus everybody, we got a bullet for everybody

You ain’t never come in with a nigga, that ain’t ready to go catch a body

Why the fuck would I hang around a nigga that ain’t on the same shit that I’m on

I’m a million dollar nigga and I’m still ready to a nigga that pistol

Any day, try that shit if you want boy

See everything I got I worked for it, this shit didn’t come for free

We gon' go to war if any niggas try to come for me

I know I’m who they wanna be but God only made one of me

Don’t worry 'bout them haters, cause all that shit up under me

I know they hangin' on the low, that’s the wrong way to go

for a ho, I can’t trust her no mo'

Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing cocked

Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can’t stop

Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money

Black lamb, black why the hell you do him like that

Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money

It ain’t nothing, we ain’t trippin', we ain’t gotta get a dime of show money