Mr. Capone-E, Kevin Gates - All the Time lyrics

We 'bout to break this bitch
Down and recompress this bitch
Yeah, break it down
This bitch come straight from México
Straight from México
Yeah, from the lovey doveys this a pound
This some lovey dovey shit uh, that's right
I mean, lovey dovey shit

She think I don't respect her mind
I'm too caught up in my grind
And all I like to do is shine
I think about you all the time
You get mad with me, that's fine
Need a few racks, you hit my line
All this pressure been gettin' applied
I think about you all the time
Please don't mind, I just need a lil' time
I just need to decide if
I wanna keep you in my life
I think about you all the time
Wanna keep you in my life
I think about you all the time
Think about you all the time

Grind time, gotta get this dough
Hit the lot but I'm off that show
On the road, but you're the one I chose
Trust you plus you're tryna do the most
Hold up, babe, I'ma hit you back
Showing love to all the fans
Just got paid, it's a hundred grand
Look out for the wire from my bank
Gucci bag, house with a tub
Went out back, gonna give you that love
Give me that rub and put it out raw
Girl, I'm a beast, wait on a boss
She don't think I respect her mind
'Cause I'm caught up in the grind
All I do is like to shine
But you're always on my mind

She think I don't respect her mind
I'm too caught up in my grind
And all I like to do is shine
I think about you all the time
You get mad with me, that's fine
Need a few racks, you hit my line
All this pressure been gettin' applied
I think about you all the time
Please don't mind, I just need a lil' time
I just need to decide if
I wanna keep you in my life
I think about you all the time
Wanna keep you in my life
I think about you all the time
Think about you all the time

Eighths got you gaining weight, love
Cocaine sniffing, she done quit it
Gave her dope dick, she got addicted
I'm applying pressure in the city
Hold up, bae, phone ringing, love
Caught a play, gon' and meet the plug
Meant to say I'm goin' to meet myself
Hit the mall, gotta treat myself
Then I started working out for you
Bitch, I done got in tip-top
Real nigga, ex-drug dealer
Still know how to make a brick lock
Recompress that ass from the back
Bitch, you know you got my dick rock
Slappin' on that ass, I pull your hair
I love you 'cause I let you get on top

She think I don't respect her mind
I'm too caught up in my grind
And all I like to do is shine
I think about you all the time
You get mad with me, that's fine
Need a few racks, you hit my line
All this pressure been gettin' applied
I think about you all the time
Please don't mind, I just need a lil' time
I just need to decide if
I wanna keep you in my life
I think about you all the time
Wanna keep you in my life
I think about you all the time
Think about you all the time