All This Cash On Me (Explicit) - Lil' Keke/Killa Kyleon

Lyrics by：Marcus Edwards

Composed by：Marcus Edwards

Yeah

Tell them n***as ok

Quality street music on deck

Revolutionary anthem

This is the captain

Kill Bill in the building

Every hood n***a stand up to this

We hustle to survive doing whatever just to eat

So f**k a 9-5 we gon get it out the streets

Stay calm for the grind 'cuz they put me on feet

I'm a fool in the kitchen I'm a motherf**ker beast

Let's go

I'm in the high twenty so my prices ain't steep

That mean I came cheap competition can't compete

Thank God for the hustle

Thank God for the hustle

Thank God for the hustle

Thank God for the hustle

We hustle any other n***a rains no sleep

Spring Winter Fall Summer time in the heat

Up and down I-10 like

I'm hot shottin

With the hard working corn but it's not popping

Throw it in the microwaves like a hot pocket

That overwhelming scent that's what I got locking

Make the forms get class like I'm shot blocking

Motumbo work my risk that's how I got watches

President Gerolly and my besel sick

That mean they call that code

There's levels to this s**t

'Til I count a meek milliony b***h I'm going in

Game seven I'm Lebron b***h I play to win

I make the weight hard and I'm a Houston Rocket

And you can ask them other turners n***a

Houston got it

Leaning on these n***a 'til I fall asleep

It's time to rose to the order

B***h I gotta eat

Hey let's go

I came here to set the streets on fire

I won't stop until my whole block high

I got all this cash on me on me

I got all this cash on me

They told me get it none stop

Go to my block rock

If I see it and I want it

I get it that's how I want

Hey

I got all this cash on me on me

I got all this cash on me

Hey

Hit out the park top a the ball game

All you n***as hate I'm glad that ya'll came

Let's go

Did it for the streets never for myself

Don Ke motherfucka the swag is somethin else

That's right

The top still near the block still here

Hard head only ride

Yea the block still here

That's just the captain repping for that family

Hatters gotta sit back down they can't stand me

Seven thirteen the dream is no phony

Stepping in here with thirty bands on me homie

I say each time that I love to ball

I keep a lot a cash on me ready

To spend it all

Hustle non stop do this for my city

I won't stop until my whole block get it

I got all this cash on me yeah

I still grind just like a G

I came here to set the streets on fire

I won't stop until my whole block high

I got all this cash on me on me

I got all this cash on me

They told me get it none stop

Go to my block rock

If I see it and I want it

I get it that's how I want

Hey

I got all this cash on me on me

I got all this cash on me