All Talk

I know that a life without
A moment for a kiss
Is no life at all
That's why they call them crushes
The only thing in focus is you and this person
If they were easy they'd call itself peace
But that's why they call them crushes
(Ayo Prodo, Beam me up!)
Back to my roots
I’m tying my shoes
These niggas think they winning
They’re gonna lose
These niggas stay mad but what they gon do
They talking that shit they all fucking fools
His shordy was on me (On me)
Shordy was drooling
Niggas act tough
Nigga who is you fooling
I am the king and no one can stop me
Shout out to James the east is our property
(Two-three, Two-three, Two-three, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Bitch niggas talk
But I'm moving silently
People stay hating and I know that they doubting me
Double that shit and add an apostrophe
These hoes keep on talking they always be bothering me
Gotta get used to it
Things moving hella quick
Now add it up man I gotta double it
(Double it, Double it, Double it yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Double it once not twice (Not twice)
niggas really think they nice (Not nice)
Pull up but they never on sight (Sight)
Cartel yeah you know what’s the vibe (Always)
Niggas always try they flop
Niggas talk shit they talk
Pleasure can’t mix with business (Never)
Pray to god I don’t need no witness (Never)
They be talking but don’t know what this shit is (Uhm)
Assumptions only bring forgiveness
Prodo on the beat and the come up (Yeah)
TO-OT get the check-up (Uhm)
Niggas be running but can’t catch up (Catch up)
Niggas be running but can’t catch up (Catch up)
Yeah
Look Lights on me (On me)
Look here eyes on me (On me)
Focus on me
Shoot up the fade No settlement (Settlement)
This industry That’s my element (Element)
Add it up
Count it up
All on me
Set it on fire
All on me (On me, On me)
Prodo call 613
Pablo’s touch
Midas touch
Everything we did And that’s not nice (Nice, Nice)
Ice cold drinks and that’s on ice (Ice, Ice)
All those odds and that’s Cartel
All the rest and that’s on God
Hold on wait
Hold on
The kids a genius and that’s old news
Everything we did And that’s not nice
All this shit and That’s on God
Might take some steps and come for more yeah yea anh
The mindset
Faded
Jaded
Cuban
Made it
Paid it
Hold on wait
Gasoline fuel the mind that’s hated
Quote me right I created it
The hate in the city I feel it, sense it, Smell it
Behind doors barricaded
I hit up Prodo
He knows the ways
He knows the moto yeah
In these ends
Spread my wings like a Phoenix yeah
(Like a, like a, like a, like a Phoenix yeah)