[ Featuring Problem ]
(Yeah) it's all about you
Half drunk, creepin' low, gettin' home late
Roll blocks on the bridge but I'm home safe
West side V10 like it's home plate
Brought some niggas to the game, it's the homies
They don't want to see me go back to the old me
Poppin' Xans sniffin pow that's the old me
Had to wise up and listen to my O.G.s
Hoes choose so I let 'em whip a Kobe
New bitch caramel, she a cold piece
Old bitch still love me still the same G
Still on D bar like the 70s
Did shit that you niggas ain't never did
Ask 40 he done see how a nigga live
Still the same dude since I was a little kid
One twelve in the back smoking another big
One twelve in the back when she spark a big (it's all about you)
'Cause you the only one to wake a nigga up
Hoppin' out, hoppin' up the motherf*cking bed
'Cause when she hit my phone at 3 AM
The only thing she call about is some motherf*cking bread
Square niggas getting up for some pussy
Have them running to the door
Before she talking about some head
Still in my bathrobe, house shoes
High TEC in my, and my soda bleeding motherf*cking red (it's all about you)
So I ain't got time for these hoes
That be playing with these games, no a grown man need sleep
'Cause I be hanging out with the homies
In the turf damn near seven days of the week
Bitch no we ain't f*cking, you ain't coming off the blade
Just to come here and dirty up my sheets
Keep a spot for these hoes, never keep 'em at the house
Young nigga let me tell you about these streets
It's all about you, sexy you
It's all about you my baby, only you
It's all about you
It's what I tell my self everyday
Still remember getting curved like the letter J
The rap game didn't want to see me levitate
So I sent hundred packs of that Mary J
Every other day, shit, my granny told me crime will never pay
Four kids no bread baby mamas on my head
Like this it could never stay (it's all about you)
So I had to be selfish, for a little bit
Put my life on the line for the lives I created
I would've never did that for some nigga shit
Talk'n about jewelry, cars, homes, bitches
Shit ain't never been my M.O.
Shit, but a nigga had a gang of that shit
Things used to be so simple but they ain't no more (it's all about you)
'Cause I ain't none of that no more
And I ain't going back no more
Bullshit I'm a no show, motherf*cker check the film
I'm a Go Pro, every time I go go, oh whoa (oh whoa)
Real shit I'm surrounded
Ever wonder why I'm that one nigga
That the loud mouth old niggas don't seem to get loud with
'Cause everything's in the eyes dog
Don't let them thangs tell you lies dog
Learn quick, treat your life like a prize dog
There's a lot of girls that I love that I'm never going to see again
Them hoes disloyal so
I gotta make sure that they all see me when
It's all about you my baby (yes it is)
Only you, you, you, ooh
