Packy, Apollo - All The Fux lyrics
[Packy, Apollo - All The Fux lyrics]
Bonomo, I'm calling everybody’s bluff, yeah
Call it anything but luck, yeah
Okay, I give all the, yeah
Okay, I give all the
Bonomo, I'm calling everybody's bluff, yeah
Call it anything but luck, yeah
Okay, I give all the
Phone keep ringing, call it anything but love
Where were you when we
Was Vroom-vroom starting up?
I been in the ring, takin’ body shots
Now they wanna tag-team it
People say it's all love
They don't even half mean it
But they need it, I got so conceited
That I put an EP out without
No promo or no features i'm a team leader
Bring the money back and feed the meter
Got the bandwagon double parked
Hurry 'fore we leave ya
You a deep-sleeper, I'm a hit maker
Fuck a gatekeeper, I'm a risk taker
I'm a self mader, you a player hater
You a bitch made man, I’m a bad-bitch dater
This a different game that we playin’
I'm an owner
Doin’ business with it, I'm a stockholder
Ain't no random killin'
I’m a lock-and-loader
I'm a grudge-holder, man, I
Thought I told ya, i give all the
Okay, I give all the
Bonomo, I'm calling everybody's bluff, yeah
Call it anything but luck, yeah
Okay, I give all the, yeah
Okay, I give all the
Bonomo, I'm calling everybody's bluff, yeah
Call it anything but luck, yeah
Okay, I give all the
Me and Packy back-to back
We doin' this again
I know too many artists who
Got egos and pretend
That they're doin' better
Bums actin' like they're trendsetters
After this I'm done
You can keep sending love letters
I just called the office that you
Claimed that you've been speaking with
I was with the hoes that you
Claimed that you were sleeping with
I put up the numbers that you
Claimed that you were bringing in
And I'll die at 100
'cause that's what I be keeping it
It's no love, no connections, just the talent
Conversations had between us
Found it's way on find my balance
Twenty-fifteen, I was sleeping in the attic
Making records on my webcam
Now I'm on the camera
If I never make it, at least I hit a milli'
If I never make it
At least I have fans that really feel me
I had labels tryna reach me from
The west side to Philly
Through the struggles and the triumph
I was still me i give all the
Okay, I give all the
Bonomo, I'm calling everybody's bluff, yeah
Call it anything but luck, yeah
Okay, I give all the, yeah
Okay, I give all the
Bonomo, I'm calling everybody's bluff, yeah
Call it anything but luck, yeah
Okay, I give all the
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