Текст песни All You Did - Tygko , Loh Glizzy
You
were
classic.
How
you
crossed
my
path
You
were
bad
luck
I
was
chasin
cat
uh
yea
I
couldn't
be
sad
and
make
the
raps
uh
yea
So
I
had
to
throw
them
shows
that
make
em
thrash
Yea
They
don't
give
em
out
So
I
take
my
chances
Hop
around
in
my
vans
And
my
mind
is
on
advancement
I
cannot
stay
in
my
lane
Nigga
they
say
it's
not
checkers
it's
chess
So
that's
how
I'm
making
my
plays
First
imma
stack
all
my
bread
Then
my
Kids
a
blow
wealth
on
chains
They
ain't
never
tell
me
that
I
wasn't
the
goat
Can't
sing
but
I
really
like
the
runs
that
I
wrote
And
I
spit
fire
Metaphor
I
want
smoke
But
we
hit
too
hard
Hold
on
you
might
choke
A
nigga
ain't
snap
in
a
whole
minute
Dug
myself
a
hole
and
I
growed
in
it
Google
maps
for
the
old
nigga
Groove
and
rap
to
my
soul
pictures
I
be
acting
like
my
flow
different
I
just
wanna
show
niggas
It's
a
better
way
to
go
when
ya
Really
high
and
feeling
low
When
ya
sleep
at
night
You're
all
alone
In
ya
mind
you're
feeling
like
a
lone
wolf
On
a
new
path
there
are
no
footprints
Looking
back
look
at
all
you
did
Aye,
it's
Glizzy
Loh
& TYGKO
I
whip
with
my
wrist
like
it's
Jiffy
My
niggas
they
shoot
like
Nowitzki
The
glocky'll
leave
yo
ass
stiffy
Call
it
my
blicky
Told
the
opps
please
do
not
tempt
me
Been
rapping
and
counting
my
digi's
Niggas
stay
wishing
death
on
me
The
world
is
mine,
I
feel
like
Tony
Getting
this
cheese,
macaroni
I
just
sparked
up
a
big
50
Im
smoking
that
Maui,
this
shit
got
me
out
of
my
body
TYG
he
riding
shotty,
I
know
that
he
got
me
If
he
Batman
then
I'm
Robin
Told
all
my
brothers
I
got
them
Me
and
my
niggas
some
goblins
Came
a
long
way
from
the
bottom
Now
we
mobbing,
rocking
Prada
Loh
and
K.O.
that's
a
problem
Dreaded
up
like
we
some
Rastas
Not
like
these
niggas,
they
flodging
K.O.
hermano,
my
partner
We
just
like
counting
them
commas
I
am
the
rap
game
Osama
my
verses
go
grab-ta-tata-ta
When
I
spit
unload
the
chopper
Features
they
going,
come
shopping
Just
like
some
Crisco,
I'm
popping
Living
life
now
they
all
watching
But
I
cannot
show
my
pockets
I
can't
show
my
pockets,
aye
I
lost
it
all
and
had
to
get
it
right
back
Was
in
the
field,
I
was
playing
ball
but
wasn't
making
no
racks
Was
starving
in
that
campus
housing
tryna
flip
me
some
packs
Then
hopped
up
in
the
stu,
starting
making
flows
Now
I'm
getting
these
racks
I
be
just
tryin
out
flows
Tell
em
to
yellow
my
gold
New
skin
shedding
my
old
one
Get
love
spread
it
like
colds
Who
was
that
set
it
in
motion
TYGKO
And
my
girl
brown
like
mocha
I
cannot
forget
my
folks
Talk
life
wit
my
hoes
Put
a
lotta
thought
in
my
clothes
Got
a
couple
exes
we
don't
speak
Let
em
know
that
I'm
over
it
Talk
life
wit
my
bros
Put
a
lotta
thought
in
my
shows
I
am
not
dripping
I'm
floating
Filling
my
ocean
So
I'm
Lost
to
all
except
the
finder
Mesmerized
Deceptive
and
every
time
You
catch
my
eye
They
reckon
I
wreck
the
lives
Of
textured
minds
They
got
diamonds
And
I
got
my
dick
Life
is
ripening
Imma
get
my
pickings
and
My
enlightenment
Is
my
responsibility
Still
I
gotta
put
on
for
the
city
Keep
my
bruddas
wit
me
I
just
wanna
give
em
all
riches
Spoil
my
momma
she
picky
Get
a
few
gifts
for
my
wrists
Make
my
haters
feel
shitty
K.O.
Not
dead
I'm
living
Demons
steady
tripping
They
fearing
what's
in
me
They
just
wanna
get
me
It's
all
in
your
head
It's
all
in
your
head
1 Breakfast
2 Everything Aside
3 Vivica
4 All You Did
5 Interlude
6 Legends
7 Footsteps
8 Outro (9 Years Old)
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