Solomon (Of Midwest City) - All You Need lyrics
rate me[Hook]
If you ain’t talking money homie, I’m not with it
If you ain’t tryian fuck shawty, I’m not with it
Hood nigga so fresh from the kicks to the fitty
Good life, good pipe, now tell me am I all you need
If you ain’t talking money homie, I’m not with it
If you ain’t tryian fuck shawty, I’m not with it
Hood nigga so fresh from the kicks to the fitty
Good life, good pipe, now tell me am I all you need
Box me in, but I’m throwing like frasier
Seeing more numbers than that old school pager
Getting more bread than the population of asia
5 star flow, all I’m seeing is the paper
Do yourself a favor, cut your left wrist
Cause you’ll die before you’ll hear another nigga like this
Wrist might gliss but I’m hot with the speech
One bomb havin me detox for a week
When I drop in the streets it’s a red blight christmas
Lost in pro city on every rapper wishlist
I provide them with sick ish, I’m what they tryina be
Before you listen to me, go take your vitamin c
I’m sittin high in the v, and he mobbin so foul
But I’m beating out the track, like it’s going outa style
When them niggas get filed, and them clips hits fitties
Make sure your shawty roll cause I’ma get, get, get it
[Hook]
If you ain’t talking money homie, I’m not with it
If you ain’t tryian fuck shawty, I’m not with it
Hood nigga so fresh from the kicks to the fitty
Good life, good pipe, now tell me am I all you need
If you ain’t talking money homie, I’m not with it
If you ain’t tryian fuck shawty, I’m not with it
Hood nigga so fresh from the kicks to the fitty
Good life, good pipe, now tell me am I all you need
You know you like, the way I does it
Money in the air, air like
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t care
Cause I get, get, get it baby
Is you really with it baby
I’ma show you how I do it, clean
Pull up to the cup, yeah I be mean
Till my money is, till my money be
Show you how I do up in these streets
Look, and I’m doper than the king,
Whip mustang, loves the spring, cause I swear it’s lookin insane
Maybach coupe, niggas thinkin it’s bruce wayne
And I’m cuttin up the game, bout to go against the grain
And you all lame and they fit the description
But my pure cocaine quinch every addiction
Assassinate my character, I’m feeling like missin
Put me in any area, I’m filling prescriptions
I just give em what they need, who am I to judge
When they see us in the club, pop bottles show love
And niggas fall hard when you pullin at the rug
And ain’t no battle scars when you aimin at his mug
Fuck what it was, you old niggas is loosin
If you ain’t talking money then I’m keepin it movin
I hustle on the block so my family fed
Nigga fcuk your convo, break bread or play dead !
[Hook]
If you ain’t talking money homie, I’m not with it
If you ain’t tryian fuck shawty, I’m not with it
Hood nigga so fresh from the kicks to the fitty
Good life, good pipe, now tell me am I all you need
If you ain’t talking money homie, I’m not with it
If you ain’t tryian fuck shawty, I’m not with it
Hood nigga so fresh from the kicks to the fitty
Good life, good pipe, now tell me am I all you need.
