ALL LOVE Lyrics

Tell me all about it

The nighttime boat ride across my eyelids

Your eyes they shine so brightly

The allure of a diamond

The more that I get the more they spite me

It seems that more they hate me

The more they like me

I did it with something more like me

Icy cold timing did I do the right thing?

Shit I think cuz I sit here to write things

All the fake shit

I was dancing like Micheal Tyson

Hit the wrong shit with my righty

Writing pages nightly fighting demons changing slightly

Prices rising I cry for mics

The price of life

They pricing silence

Tell me bout the prize I'm fighting for remind me

I don't need your help I need guidance

I guess I'll guide myself cuz you ain't got it

Yeah that solo driving

That solo driving

Yeah that solo driving

That's that solo moving

That solo money

Call it solo profit

Yeah nigga all alone

For that soho drive

My eyes so low probably

Yeah that solo driving

Yeah that solo guidance

Been sober hardly since the birthday party

Pull up

Pull up

You ain't been about it

Imma pull up numbers on that pinup body

If she want it Imma pull up out it

It's a pullup shot just to get shit started

How did we go from texting to linking

Was kissing and touching her

Now she been weird fuck is up with her

I don't know nigga we up in here

Need a lil more in my cup pour lil sumn in here

Live for the game and I know that I love it here

Not walking out of the stu till I'm done in here

Know we just friends girl I'm tryna get the best up outta this

Girl you know that I been tryna get a part of this

Summer driving I was high up as a rocketship

So I dive in eat the muhfuckin chocolate

Water moccasin the cotton mouth it's coming up and shit

You never know the truth until you open up to talk and shit

I know what I want I need a woman with some heart and shit

Heart and soul cuz you fuckin with the pot of gold

And now I know that you can't be honest

With yourself or the niggas that you call and shit

Yeah that solo driving

That solo driving

Yeah that solo driving

That's that solo moving

That solo money

Call it solo profit

Yeah nigga all alone

For that soho drive

My eyes so low probably