Young Buck - All My Life Lyrics

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[Intro]

Now we can't lose (fo' sho')

Ya'll n****s wanna know what we did this is what we did n****

[Verse 1 Young Buck]

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

N****s 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

[Chorus]

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

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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

[Verse 2 T-Day]

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 n****s 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

[Young Buck]

It's all for one and one for all n****

[Chorus]

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

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