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posseshot - all that i got lyrics

[intro]
what’s that?
they wanted the doc back, but they ain’t understandin’ me
this is a family
i’m a give it all that i got
and i can hear ’em talkin’ a lot
let’s get it, ay, ay

[verse 1: alex jones]
better give me my respect, i want the checks and the chains
the benz and a raise, the pension i can flex to my grave
yeah i still don’t give an f, my name’s destined to stain
i ain’t givin’ sh+t a rest ’til i’m the best at this game
go down memory lane, i remember them days
foil bags blockin’ sеnses, not a cent to my name
can’t afford to gеt arrested but hey, i couldn’t stop
thinkin’ if i don’t pull this off, how’s the rent gettin’ paid?
we just some felons with rhymes turned crooks with deals
tryin’ to get our revenue right and get booked from sk!lls
some girl said are you alright but i’m good for real
i just looked her dead in the eyes, told her looks can k!ll (yeah)
degenerate c+nt, second to none
so if i’m ain’t top five, it’s ‘cos i’m negative one
give less of a f+ck than a celibate nun
if i ain’t a legend already, bet i’ll be buried as one
let me teach a lesson, don’t ever half+step in these slums
better keep a weapon, you think you’re hard, death’s gonna come
i’m a keep on reppin’, ’til i leave my heart checked in my lungs
when i’m 71, ’til i breathe that last breath in my lungs
ready to stick a gun to a record executive’s mug
tell him cut my check, put all my percentages up
better show me ’nuff respect, just want the credit and love
and i’m not the youngest vet puttin’ down these rest of these pups (what)
[bridge]
i’m a give it all that i got
and i can hear ’em talkin’ a lot (talkin’ a lot)
they wanna see the end of me now
but four years later they stealin’, directed for clout
i’m a give it all that i got
and i can hear ’em talkin’ a lot (talkin’ a lot)
what? real king with a crown
gave ’em a head start, they still ain’t caught up to me now (wow)

[verse 2: alex jones]
for the longest, i’ve been waitin’, did my best to be done
yeah they told me to be patient, and them checks gonna come
for a second i thought this ain’t makin’ sense, are you dumb?
we innovatin’. what they makin’, it’s already been done
yeah this is for them pablos’ thinkin’ they in narcos
nah bro, you’ve probably never seen a half o
let alone carloads full of cargo
we tryin’ a get a box lined up, call that a barcode
what of it i’m flat broke, been on my jack jones
two trap phones keep ringin’, i’m back home
you gassed bro, try clash me and these smash bros
two ls up ’til we thinkin’ you rack low
faks said he got racks stashed in his stash bro
flashin’ all them chains ’til the day you got jacked though
say you rocked the nation, but you ain’t got a backbone
we get it you a dame but ain’t got the dash though (what)
[outro]
i’m just gettin’ my st++ze back
bringin’ lgeez back
tell ’em doc flea’s back
i’m just gettin’ my st++ze back
bringin’ lgeez back
tell ’em doc flea’s back (what)

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