All I Ever Wanted Lyrics

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All I Ever Wanted Lyrics

by Yo Gotti

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[Hook]

All I ever wanted to do was live the life

Money, drugs, cars, clothes hoes

brick, paints, pounds of dro fa sho

a young nigga living how he supposed ya know



[Yo Gotti]

I got sixteen 28 grams broke down to dimes

What's my life like nigga its a constant grind

You got seven eight or nine you can push on

Cause I'm a selfish nigga I want 10 strong

Oh no it happened again

Let me get a good flow of that dro again

Got phone blowin up like a high school bell

Plus the price sky rocket like dope in jail

Break it down in small portions fuck sellin a O

You'd rather make seven or eight or cock bound for da 4

I'm a hustla far from being a busta nigga

You got good game but still don't trust ya nigga

You can catch me in the neighborhood winter or summer

Spring or fall cause nigga I be selling it all

From junts to blunts blunts to bags and bags to O's

O's to pounds I'm just holding it down



[Hook] - repeat 2X



[Yo Gotti]

I got 36 ounces blocked up pure yola

Make it times 2 once I hit it with the soda

Whip it up good in a beacon and a blender

Have it rock hard plus white as december

I switch up my raps yo I never go the same way

Plus I get a different prepaid every 30 days

So if I get jam I know where it came from

Rub my shit suitable never serve unusual

All money ain't good and all money ain't fine

Some money come with blood and some money come with time

Some money can't spend and some money ain't safe

Money in the wrong way I'll lead you to the wrong place



[Hook] - repeat 2X



[Yo Gotti]

I got 8 or 9 paints and a bottle of kay row

And I woundn't give a fuck if you nod or stay woke

I just got back from the N Y C 250 a paint

Back in memphis tenn with drank

50 a ounce after I done added the bounce

45 get the nine and every dollar gone count

I'm a hustla don't make me say it again

I ain't trying to please a nigga I'm trying to stack some ends

The strong survive while the weak slowly dying

I'm congruent to them boys I'm out there slanging them pies

They never stop trying they never give up they gotta succeed

My life is like the saying nigga crack speed or weed



[Hook]