All The Way - Justina Valentine, Futuristic

We’re getting all the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

All the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

My mind’s open, my cups full

I’m in town, so come through

Your day been so stressful

We turning up, what you up to?

Rolling 'round with a backpack

Living life on a fast track

Tell your folks you’ll be right home

Check your bus, and catch contact

Haven’t seen your bed all week, you out there living life

You getting turnt for free, better get your money right

Chopping a hooky and go for a ride

We rollin', we holdin', we smokin', we tokin'

We running and ripping and sippin' all night

I’m faded and faded and breaking up (?)

This shit (?)

Now the neighbors complaining

What the fuck is you sayin'?

We’re getting all the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

All the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

My mind’s open, my cups full

I’m in town, so come through

Your day been so stressful

We turning up, what you up to?

My mind’s open, my cups full

I’m in town, so come through

Your day been so stressful

We turning up, what you up to?

(Yeah, I walk up in the __ like this)

Don’t stress, it’s a no stress zone (zone)

I feel blessed to be on my own, grown

So, you might see me with a bottle in my hand, and a joint in my hand 'round

the low

A couple hoes at the party and they fans (hey)

They really waiting for me to take off their pants (okay)

They know I’ve been balling, Kevin Durant (what?)

They want the rapper and I think they got a chance

Ha, get it?

Got it (got it)

I swear to God that I’m tired of being modest

I’m pouring champagne on a bitch if she ever with the clique and decide to act

snobbish (bitch)

Being honest, I don’t want problems

I got a lot of big motherfuckers in my (?)

Take a chick to the bathroom, pass 'em to my other nigga

Man we gon' run 'em like an (?)

Yo, she want the weiner, Dotson

I need to stop it, I’m way too drunk

Throwing dumb punchlines when I’m fucked up

Shitting on niggas, 2 Girls 1 Cup

Throwing a party and all the bitches filling up

They looking at a nigga try’na reel me in

And I 'dun hit the blunt 5 times, now I’m higher than a voice on helium

We’re getting all the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

All the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

My mind’s open, my cups full

I’m in town, so come through

Your day been so stressful

We turning up, what you up to?

My mind’s open, my cups full

I’m in town, so come through

Your day been so stressful

We turning up, what you up to?

Let your body go, we’ll catch you

It’s a sweet escape

Let the wave just pull you under, we’re going all the way

We’re getting all the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

All the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

My mind’s open, my cups full

I’m in town, so come through

Your day been so stressful

We turning up, what you up to?

My mind’s open, my cups full

I’m in town, so come through

Your day been so stressful

We turning up, what you up to?

All the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way

All the way, all the way

All the way, all the way, way