Young Buck - All My Life lyrics
Young Buck [David Darnell Brown] ashville, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Young Buck - All My Life lyrics]
Now we can't lose (fo' sho')
Ya'll ns wanna know what we did
This is what we did n
Extended the family wit a wire
Recruited a couple comrades
I was a chosen one due to my chrome gats
Bad ass lil' n wit a trash
Bag now I gotta confess it
Every day arrested
Ns wanna test this to get at the hoes
So even mamma stay invested
Damn that's cold
Bitches 17 years old round 100 kilos
After ya'll pickin' pot out
Your nose with afros
Rollin' with the big boys soakin up game
And we'll be back seat
With the cardier frames
The easier it got n the harder it came
But I stayed in the game
That's the heart in this man
There'll be hell on earth if
I stay in the game
Talk about pickin' up dirt
Like the broncos plane
Call me the macho man when
It comes to dirty ways
A hatos man feel crime don't pay
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin, cause god
Aint promising times
And I'm drawin' a line before
I get to far behind
Lord if I'm lyin' strike me down in the eye
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin, cause god
Aint promising times
And I'm drawin' a line before
I get to far behind
Lord if I'm lyin' strike me down in the eye
The last verse I wrote, I burnin' my hand
Cause there's only so much heat
That my hand can stand
I'm too hot to spit that
You not you get that
Don't get to hight, or
This glock'll click back
I bitch smack ns and I aint that mean
My chopper goin do you popper
Look at what that did
I'm clip flipin', pistol gripin'
Dippin', set trippin'
Believe me you don't wanna see
Me wit the 4tec spittin'
You bullshittin'
I'm just goin' live by you guys
My whole team roll me homey, ride or die
Ridin' high
Sheaf and do do like I'm in Cali
I'm type this one for the block
And blast from the alley
I'm all wit it don't be Montana
Extra banana
In my state on my way down to Atlanta
Just crossed the Tennessee line
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
It's all for one and one for all n
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin, cause god
Aint promising times
And I'm drawin' a line before
I get to far behind
Lord if I'm lyin' strike me down in the eye
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin, cause god
Aint promising times
And I'm drawin' a line before
I get to far behind
Lord if I'm lyin' strike me down in the eye
Ya'll ns wanna know what we did
This is what we did n
Extended the family wit a wire
Recruited a couple comrades
I was a chosen one due to my chrome gats
Bad ass lil' n wit a trash
Bag now I gotta confess it
Every day arrested
Ns wanna test this to get at the hoes
So even mamma stay invested
Damn that's cold
Bitches 17 years old round 100 kilos
After ya'll pickin' pot out
Your nose with afros
Rollin' with the big boys soakin up game
And we'll be back seat
With the cardier frames
The easier it got n the harder it came
But I stayed in the game
That's the heart in this man
There'll be hell on earth if
I stay in the game
Talk about pickin' up dirt
Like the broncos plane
Call me the macho man when
It comes to dirty ways
A hatos man feel crime don't pay
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin, cause god
Aint promising times
And I'm drawin' a line before
I get to far behind
Lord if I'm lyin' strike me down in the eye
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin, cause god
Aint promising times
And I'm drawin' a line before
I get to far behind
Lord if I'm lyin' strike me down in the eye
The last verse I wrote, I burnin' my hand
Cause there's only so much heat
That my hand can stand
I'm too hot to spit that
You not you get that
Don't get to hight, or
This glock'll click back
I bitch smack ns and I aint that mean
My chopper goin do you popper
Look at what that did
I'm clip flipin', pistol gripin'
Dippin', set trippin'
Believe me you don't wanna see
Me wit the 4tec spittin'
You bullshittin'
I'm just goin' live by you guys
My whole team roll me homey, ride or die
Ridin' high
Sheaf and do do like I'm in Cali
I'm type this one for the block
And blast from the alley
I'm all wit it don't be Montana
Extra banana
In my state on my way down to Atlanta
Just crossed the Tennessee line
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
It's all for one and one for all n
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin, cause god
Aint promising times
And I'm drawin' a line before
I get to far behind
Lord if I'm lyin' strike me down in the eye
All my life I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin, cause god
Aint promising times
And I'm drawin' a line before
I get to far behind
Lord if I'm lyin' strike me down in the eye