All My Children Gucci Mane

[Intro]
(Drumma)
What's happenin'?
Everybody lookin'
I love my kids
Guwop
It's Gucci
Huh? Go

[Chorus]
All my, all my, all my children (Huh)
All my, all my, all my children (Huh)
All of these rappers are all my children (Huh)
All of these rappers are all my children (Yeah)
All my, all my, all my children (Guwop)
All my, all my, all my children (Huh)
All of these rappers are all my children (Yeah)
All of these rappers are all my children

[Verse 1]
Don't nobody love you like pa' love you (Pa' love you)
Don't nobody love you like Guwop love you (Guwop love you)
I had to make a track, to say I'm proud of you (Proud of you)
Stop that track to tell my children, that I'm proud of 'em ('Em)
Makin' rockstars out of trap boys (Huh)
And if we never talk again, still got your back, boy (Yeah)
This here is bigger than the game, deeper than rap, boy
Just ask around in East Atlanta, I'm the landlord
Fuck a contract, I'd rather shake your hand, boy (Hand, boy)
Yeah, I'm your CEO, but I'm your biggest fan, boy (Huh)
Said I'm the best A&R that's in the business (It's Gucci)
But there's an AR-15 in my Bentley