Lil Baby & G-Herbo - All On Me

[Verse 1: Lil Baby] When you got so much on your mind that you can't sleep right Run up fifty million, somehow still duckin' this street life (Life) Set the hood on fire and they put cameras on our street light (Light) Got a lean appetite, if I don't smoke, then I can't eat right And I'm a father, rappin', hustlin'-ass nigga, I live three lives I'm a young black man, so to society, I got three strikes I've been tryna change my life up, for real, but it don't seem right Ayy, heard the opps been poppin' out at clubs, give brodie'nem the green light, they get flipped Magic City-ass niggas, see 'em, they get stripped Actin' like they with it, no, they ain't, I just don't get it I try to put my foot in your shoes, but it just wouldn't fit When you got Jewish lawyers worth seven figures, a charge won't stick And anytime I feel uncomfortable, I'm uppin' my blick Went to the White House, met the president for my niggas in the system It's kind of crazy that we beefin', I got love for your sister But I been somewhere countin' money up 'til my hand get a blister And I been thinkin' 'bout stealin' your heart, but I'm still iffy And we been fuckin' from the start, but now this shit feel different I know you tired of hearin' me talk, but, bae, I need you to listen We started all this shit from nothin', look how I ran up them digits, yeah (Woo) Plain clothes spillers (Yeah) From elementary to middle school, I'm with the same niggas I'll never say nothin' sour about you 'cause I ain't bitter I don't care if he got a billion of dollars, I'm still realer We call X pills Skittles and Percocets Percs This my last time tryin' this shit, I hope it work (I hope it work) I did all that for you to turn sour, hope it was worth it (Worth it) If you pray together, you stay together, I took her ass to church (Church) And I done ran out of handouts, you better take your ass to work And I call it how I see it, hope I don't come off as a jerk Me and my dog made a lil' bet for a hundred bands he won't take a Perc' (Bands) Me and my dogs got a understandin' for a hundred bands [Verse 2: G Herbo] Uh (Uh), I be scalin' through the trenches, try and tell real from the fake Really had to master havin' distance, so I wouldn't fall for the bait (Ugh) Young niggas slip through the system, couldn't fall victim to the state We made sure the hood ate and still fell victim to the hate (Damn) Had to find my confidence 'cause I'm that nigga, no debate (G Herbo) And I faced the consequences for always handin' out my plate I was workin' 'round the clock, I told my bitch, "I'm gon' be late" Real hustler, I lost seven figures, now I'm havin' eight, yeah (Woo) Now I feel Jay – The Blueprint, now I'm in L.A. in new whips Ridin' in the Lamb' with two sticks, takin' all my kids to Ruth Chris Heard the block say they miss me, gotta stay free, I keep distance Opps ain't alive Who missin'? Swerve still'll slide Who dissin'? (Dissin') I ain't never lacked, cops knew the slang, I don't know the vibe Who snitchin'? Pride to the side, when you went broke, every single time, who fixed it? (Fixed it) I was on point for the team, had to smoke doinks just to dream Had to mix Percs with the lean, still was the first at the scene I was fucked up mentally, bae, I said some shit that hurt, I ain't mean it (I ain't mean it) Hoes don't mean shit to me, I know that they'll take a Birk' before a ring (I know that they'll take a Birk' before a ring) Woke up cryin' out my sleep, I had to pray off my demons Next day I went to fuck up 50K off at Neimans My OG say she don't like when I'm in the 'Raq, I don't neither But I still go back to make sure shit intact, I'm a leader Went to Gladiator School, I'm a true, I'm a meter In attendance, had the bag for my repentance, I'm decent If I gotta up my strap and let it clap, I don't need it Call my lawyer up with five hundred racks, I'ma beat it I keep speakin' 'bout some shit, feel like it never happened (Feel like it never ever happened) Niggas really out here snitchin' and they still rappin' I'm a natural-born savage, I ain't average Never show my weakness, so I'm weepin' while in traffic Six matches in, I come from sleepin' on a mattress Men don't respond to Instagram, I let 'em have it (I let 'em have it, they could have that shit) [Outro: G Herbo] Swerve, Wham, we on We on (They know we on) We on that (Let's get it) But it's never been about that