All On Black Grieves, Mouse Powell & Marley B.
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[Verse 1: Grieves]
Yo, yo I was living out the splinter doing eighty down the coast
Got addicted to the work and started running with the GOATs
Shorty said she didn't know me anymore, I'm like a ghost
If I show up in your city, don't come looking for the smoke
I ain't fuckin' with 'em anymore, not anymore
I don't have the time to settle scores, settle scores
I've been focused on my family, getting bags, fuckin much
That all that shit that they've been talking doesn't even register
You better believe that, keep thе sour grapes, I don't eat that
I'm pushing over 3K daily without thе feedback
The world keeps spinning, regardless of where your feet's at
And you ain't gonna find me pretending like I don't see that
It's facts, motherfucker, you can run that back
Played the track over, go ahead and run those laps
Got it twisted if you think that it all came fast
Went through the turbulence and still ain't crashed
[Chorus: Marley B & Mouse Powell]
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all stack
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all stack
I put it all on black
Yo, yo I was living out the splinter doing eighty down the coast
Got addicted to the work and started running with the GOATs
Shorty said she didn't know me anymore, I'm like a ghost
If I show up in your city, don't come looking for the smoke
I ain't fuckin' with 'em anymore, not anymore
I don't have the time to settle scores, settle scores
I've been focused on my family, getting bags, fuckin much
That all that shit that they've been talking doesn't even register
You better believe that, keep thе sour grapes, I don't eat that
I'm pushing over 3K daily without thе feedback
The world keeps spinning, regardless of where your feet's at
And you ain't gonna find me pretending like I don't see that
It's facts, motherfucker, you can run that back
Played the track over, go ahead and run those laps
Got it twisted if you think that it all came fast
Went through the turbulence and still ain't crashed
[Chorus: Marley B & Mouse Powell]
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all stack
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all stack
I put it all on black
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