All Star Team

(I just need my space right now)

I'm a all-star team, far from a rookie

Look we graveyard shiftin', I don't rock, nigga, fuck it

Mr. Rock A Plain Jane, but the Audemars thumpin'

I was always told, "Boy, you better shoot if you gon' up it"

You could smell the Za's in Chanel, finna blow a bag

You can't be like me if you ain't never worked a scale

I'm a couple houses down I'm just waitin' on the mail

Heartbreak kid, bitches front row still yellin'

Ayy, this Tom Ford, I done bossed up from Pelle

I'm God's son but it's demons on the challey

Niggas think it's sweet 'til they stankin' in a alley

Yeah, finna boot up, 10 Pink like a 50

Spent a whole ten for some sneakers out of Ricky

They love to play tough 'til it's time to do a mission

I ain't tryna kick it, I don't wanna talk

Eighty-inch flat screens mounted in the loft

Forty on her necklace that's just how I thank God

Have my young niggas chase him down Tayshaun

She thirsty got her playin' with it on FaceTime

I'm standin' on the couch, smokin', throwin' gang signs

The vision gettin' clearer, in a different lane now

The Perkys for the trauma it just numb the pain now

You was in the back but you do ya thang, huh?

You fuck bro, could fuck me, don't feel ashamed ma

I cut her off and made her settle for a lame guy

I flew her to a island, damn near pulled her braids out

He cookin' and he cookin' dope out the same pot

From the trenches I'm the same nigga, lil' fame now

The coupe so fast you can dodge a raindrop

Nigga hate me so bad he done got his man rocked

Ayy, how you mad at me? We come from the same spot

Fuck him I'll cut him down like I threw a spade out

Pull up fresh as hell like I had it laid out

First I went through hell but I'm gettin' paid now (money)

Poured it out the seal, couldn't find the baby bottle

All my niggas trappin' somethin' like my baby mama's

Yeah, I fuck up a check I won't even think about it

Ayy, why you grindin' hard? 'Cause a nigga hate the bottom