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All I Need Video (MV)




Performed By: Rimzee
Featuring: M1llionz
Length: 2:43
Written by: Ricardo Miles




Rimzee - All I Need Lyrics
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[ Featuring M1llionz ]

(Fumes on the beat)
Yo, Rimzee
Yo, uh

Yo, they'll die for the pussy, follow the girls, we'll catch that boy (catch him)
Real Clapton boy (I am), green light like the traffic boy (skrrt)
Dotty had to file it down
We the only nigga in the whitest town (facts)
Chop down the whitest ounce (onion)
Now I need the white crowd (bands)
When you talk bout the block I'm the father like Joseph (I am)
Stick bigger than Moses
Big bro keep tellin' me, "Focus" (chill out)
I really let it beat like a instrument (grrah, grrah, grrah)
And the feds don't want me on my block (why?), 'cause of the influence (they don't)
Pure shellin's, give me the low, I'm steppin' (I am)
Follow the Snap, no effort (catch him, catch him, catch him, catch him)
Can't f*ck with me I'm celibate (I am)
LV fabrics delicate (big drip)
These niggas rappers, Eminem
I'll put you in the list like Raymon Reddin'ton

On the glide no phones (none)
We got sticks, not stones (we do)
They know
On the glide no phones (blrrt)
We got sticks not stones (we do)
Forever
All I need (uh)
Talk to them
Forever

Yo, I ain't never seen them on free float
Unless the screws do escorted moves
I was age nineteen in adult jail and my neighbour was forty-two
Gettin' shipped out and I don't know where I'm gettin' transported to
When I was young, I used to dream and pray one day I'd be ballin' too
There's regulations to the streets, little boy, act accordingly
I went from the block to go into segregation unit as a orderly
Then back to the block not guilty, all when the CCTV recorded me
Just stepped on the wing I can hear man shoutin', niggas in other cells callin' me
They don't know 'bout in-house politics, friends got beef, can't pick no sides
Niggas got strength for there friends but ain't got balls for the opposite guys
Everyone's bad 'til someone dies and you'll see that not a lot ride
So, me, I just stay out the way and jump out brawlin' when it's that time

On the glide no phones (none)
We got sticks, not stones (we do)
They know
On the glide no phones (blrrt)
We got sticks not stones (we do)
Forever
All I need (uh)
Talk to them
Forever
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(Fumes on the beat)
Yo, Rimzee
Yo, uh

Yo, they'll die for the pussy, follow the girls, we'll catch that boy (catch him)
Real Clapton boy (I am), green light like the traffic boy (skrrt)
Dotty had to file it down
We the only nigga in the whitest town (facts)
Chop down the whitest ounce (onion)
Now I need the white crowd (bands)
When you talk bout the block I'm the father like Joseph (I am)
Stick bigger than Moses
Big bro keep tellin' me, "Focus" (chill out)
I really let it beat like a instrument (grrah, grrah, grrah)
And the feds don't want me on my block (why?), 'cause of the influence (they don't)
Pure shellin's, give me the low, I'm steppin' (I am)
Follow the Snap, no effort (catch him, catch him, catch him, catch him)
Can't f*ck with me I'm celibate (I am)
LV fabrics delicate (big drip)
These niggas rappers, Eminem
I'll put you in the list like Raymon Reddin'ton

On the glide no phones (none)
We got sticks, not stones (we do)
They know
On the glide no phones (blrrt)
We got sticks not stones (we do)
Forever
All I need (uh)
Talk to them
Forever

Yo, I ain't never seen them on free float
Unless the screws do escorted moves
I was age nineteen in adult jail and my neighbour was forty-two
Gettin' shipped out and I don't know where I'm gettin' transported to
When I was young, I used to dream and pray one day I'd be ballin' too
There's regulations to the streets, little boy, act accordingly
I went from the block to go into segregation unit as a orderly
Then back to the block not guilty, all when the CCTV recorded me
Just stepped on the wing I can hear man shoutin', niggas in other cells callin' me
They don't know 'bout in-house politics, friends got beef, can't pick no sides
Niggas got strength for there friends but ain't got balls for the opposite guys
Everyone's bad 'til someone dies and you'll see that not a lot ride
So, me, I just stay out the way and jump out brawlin' when it's that time

On the glide no phones (none)
We got sticks, not stones (we do)
They know
On the glide no phones (blrrt)
We got sticks not stones (we do)
Forever
All I need (uh)
Talk to them
Forever
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Writer: Ricardo Miles
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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