ALL OUT (feat. gaptoothv4mp)

Stuck on my own. Gotta talk on my own Gotta flip the script and (You what?!) Stuck on my own. Gotta talk on my own Gotta flip the script and turn a rock into stone And the pennies to loans Many bet against the way that I'm setting my goals Watch me make what they make wither For a spot, you'd be sipping on paint thinner And I say that I'm sorry but I'm not sorry I'm looking up in the car and its starry Me verses me like it's Ford and Ferrari I lawyer on her like show me body Habeas corpus I am so gorgeous You would pay for what I form It's really simple Broke a bone. Got a cap Some of you are waiting for a model map All out I said it. I'm going all out I said I'm pretty like Ricky You ask where I'm at. I stickered your city I'm waiting for reasons to answer your text and it just hasn't hit me Grip the safety, lift the weight, free, trip and face me I got a spear. Make you move in a line I said, "Baby hit me one more time" If you like If you like it I love it Care about me but I am not cuffin' Like it how I'm not bluffin' He like my style. It's toughy (Yeah, he say it's toughy) Whip it up in a pot Beat him up and I give him a (?) You my son boy, you was (?) NPC yeah, you was a bot (Bot) Said I love you. Yeah, I do not Stuck on my own. Gotta talk on my own Gotta flip the script and (You what?!) Stuck on my own. Gotta talk on my own Gotta flip the script and turn a rock into stone And the pennies to loans Many bet against the way that I'm setting my goals Watch me make what they make wither For a spot, you'd be sipping on paint thinner A&R said they're aching for great pillars But I'm there with the people like Wayne Miller And you talk like you're not on those painkillers You got caught and went back to the same dealer You're not real like the F in concave mirrors You can't cut it like sloppily taped scissors I'm young and blessed to have so many mad at me Cap and gown, but there's no cap in my salary All out I said it. I'm going all out I said I'm pretty like Ricky You ask where I'm at. I stickered your city I'm waiting for reasons to answer your text and it just hasn't hit me Grip the safety, lift the weight, free, trip and face me I got a spear. Make you move in a line I said, "Baby hit me one more time" Fisher, baby, give me one more line Fisher baby! (Uh!) It's a sign of the times I rip out your spine You got your flesh without blood like it's Grimes I'm checking the time like all of the time I'm orking on signs and my lines and designs People who talked bad on me have no plays They played stupid games and won a dumber prize And people don't mind when they're Undermining all the times that I cried So much blood money running up and down my friends like it's Heinz I'm spending my hours on shrines I'm spending hours frigid over every digit Picking skin edges; it's just proof that I'm all out I'm crimson, I'm gouged, I'm drawn out I'm crimson. I'm gouged. It's the price that I pay And I like it that way cause I like that I'm paid It's a vice in a way cause when I roll the dice In my mind, I'm a cat I got mice that I chase I got mice that I chase I got lines that I make I got tracks that I make I don't cop out It's all thought out People hate on what's new like they thawed out I wrote it, I sang it, I said, I mixed it, I sent it You know I go all out All out!