All In - Polo G, G Herbo

Remember I was gang banging

Earning my lil stripes and got my name ranging

Rap got me getting money now my name ringing

Heard my cousin say that he gone let that fame change him

Yeah you right I might go buy 2 just to change ranges

Might run it up and think about you throw some change your way

Can’t go back to my old self I’m tryna change your ways

See my life from both ways

I ain’t been asleep in 4 days

Everybody off molly, cocaine

I prefer to stay in my lane

I know they funding me

They dying to see what go on in my brain

Might have 3 bad bitches with me I’m tryna get some 4 play

Take a pic when I wake up I fell asleep in Dolce

In Mardi Gras I’m having too much I lost the Rollie

Probably having too much too much fun I lost the Rollie

In Mardi Gras I’m having too much fun I lost the Rollie

I smoke 2 zips on canal

Woke up and popped a rozay

Got my bitch with me and she hot to 5th degree

I keep my stick with me it’s not like (?) efficiently

Shoot long range like Fazo

Run up just like Pistol P

I might go out like I’m Roc on the block where I be

I feel like Lil Gage that bitch just might be bigger than me

What happened to that boy still a mystery

Used to ride out with that sword but thats history

Now I’m selling out on tour guess that’s victory

I was born official

Gangster to the fucking gristle

My bitch a gangster

She get mad cause she can’t hold a pistol

I keep a lil shooter with me

Not to mention still got a lil shooter in me

Everywhere I go

Even when I’m on the go

Got a (?) Glock or ruger with me

What’s with me?

XD

They gone settle for less

Rage out with the tec

Until they respect me

When it’s five out

Hit him in his face, chest, in the head, in his neck if a nigga test me

Never had bullet proof vests on me pull up on Essex and see

Won’t see my name on no statement

You ain’t tote them pipes get arrested with me

2 am back on the block it’s too hot know you ain’t (?)

Paid to record in new studios niggas ain’t had none invested in me

I met the streets before 21

Imma young OG a blessing to be

Wish I can get everybody but

We know the truth it be messing with me

Just cause I ain’t in the hood no more do that make me less of a G?

Niggas wanna see me up top with the rest of the Gs

And I’m in O’Hare airport LV backpack full of Gs

Or I’m at the (?) jumping off the Japanese

I’m in my black truck

Smoke one and I’m catching Zs

All I hear a bunch of fuck shit got me catching Zs

You rap niggas need to go out to some spelling bees

Killing yourself fucking with that fake promethazine

No it ain’t no clean

I used to drink on hella lean

Don’t let Instagram and fame infiltrate your team

I went home to 50k I was just a teen

If they head ain’t in the game then adjust your team