All The Time

[Verse 1]: I say motherfucker hater I'm an Inglewood native Stay from round a broke nigga cause I heard that shit contagious Rep that S.O.X. until the death La familia, that's my set If you ever disrespect, they'll get your head knocked off your neck Rest in peace the Pimp C, I wish I could resurrect Just to po' up with you once and politick over some blunts, but Back to what I'm talking about, ladies if you love me And your trigger figures at these lames to shoot to kill for me Boys to the street, niggas round in my vicinity Got it right now, you ain't dealing with no finna be N.A.G.B.G.A.N.G. dollar sign T.A And these lames gon' have you trapped, just like the hustlers out in G.A., we say [Hook]: We don't give a fuck, and we ain't never gave one I say boy I'm making money, you ain't never made none We don't give a fuck, and we ain't never gave one I say boy I'm making money, you ain't never made none On the grind, Money on my line But that's all the time On the grind, Money on my line But that's all the time On the grind, Money on my mind But that's all the time On the grind, Money on my mind [Verse 2]: (Hol' Up) I got pockets full of change (Hol' Up), put that on the gang I do whatever, whenever, ain't too much shit out my lane (Hol' Up) Future on my brain (Hol' Up), forward motion gang And it's some broads I never met that's down to tat a nigga name I say all I want is that money, bruh Dollars, euros and yen I say make that and then spend that, and then do it over again Been the same nigga from the start mane, all I chase down is my ends And if you ain't riding that Honda bitch, you won't ride in that Benz I got new hoes to fake friends, tryna to hang on cause I'm in But I don't trip cause it ain't shit, and I stay down and won't bend Homie, this the life that I chose Better yet this the life that chose me And I sip in 2 cups, and I'm asleep Tryna to slow it down and keep it G [Hook] Pour some bitch! Everything slow but the money, right? Wait! I got some more shit to throw away [Verse 3] Tell that bad bitch, no neck, no sex Two white cups cause I love cold meth Fuck with the young nigga, S.O.X And the T.S.2. what I kept on deck That's that shit, but please don't trip Cause the more I sip she's slowing down They ain't coming up, if they ain't you bet they know it now [Hook]