Polo G - My All lyrics

Love could have you in a trance you
Need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance
Could always count on you to be my plus-one
High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies
It's when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful bitch my
All, that wasn't enough, huh
No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'em
Baby, I don't want relations
I'm just tryna fuck some
I'm just tryna drop a hit
And make the club jump
But, I hate that I was too deep in so young

I done spent two-thirty on
A brand-new Richard Mille i been turnt up
I'm the youngest and the richest in my city
All on Twitter on my dick because that
Bitch can't get up with mе
This rapper lifestyle lit, callеd it a
Quit's and now she shitty, uh
In my bag, not in my feelings
Do I miss it? Nah, not really
And I know these niggas envy
So I'm clutchin' on my semi
With my goon squad, and we don't
Catch a temp, so please, don't tempt me
Glock gon' do it's job and bro gon'
Blow that bitch 'til it get empty, uh
And for bro, I'd give my kidney up, shots
That's a hundred sixty plus
Me and Liv just fucked
Philly up, fucking hoes
I done bust plenty nuts
My care on zero, not no hero, nigga
I don't give any fucks
Adrenaline, that's why my fit gon' spaz
Out and let glizzies bust

Love could have you in a trance you
Need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance
Could always count on you to be my plus-one
High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies
It's when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful bitch my
All, that wasn't enough, huh
No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'em
Baby, I don't want relations
I'm just tryna fuck some
I'm just tryna drop a hit
And make the club jump
But, I hate that I was too deep in so young

Casamigos sippin'
I'm so in that I can't speak proper
She be doin' dicks from block to block
Heard she's a street hopper 1300, baby
But got love from all the ReRockers
Them sliders stampin' hit's, ain't gotta
Ask who did it, we shot you
For Ed 'nem and Lil Bit, bitch
You will get your hood hit
Had to watch 'em get put in the grave
Them the same niggas I stood with
Bronem tryna ease that pain every
Time that them 'Woods lit
Accept all my mistakes, it's just
One thing I wish, i could fix
Niggas did way too much talkin'
It's a lot of dead opps that I should diss
And really I be humble
It's a lot of hoes that I could hit
'Fore I fall off or stumble
We extort niggas on some Suge shit
How the fuck you gon' speak on what I did
With my chances? You ain't never took risks

Love could have you in a trance you
Need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance
Could always count on you to be my plus-one
High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies
It's when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful bitch my
All, that wasn't enough, huh
No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'em
Baby, I don't want relations
I'm just tryna fuck some
I'm just tryna drop a hit
And make the club jump
But, I hate that I was too deep in so young