Lyrics

Yea
I'm after all that
I'm after all that ish

Ok
Mommy hot and spicy
Like a jalapeño
Already know it's prima
Smell like Valentino
Tiptoeing marble floors
Like a ballerina
Fucked around cracked the code
Green card after Visa
Allen Turner on the stove
Let him cook dinner
Mom's always knew
Her son would be a winner
Every day summer
Even when it's winter
Prestige hoodie on
I ain't no beginner

Yeah
I'm after all that ish
They want me to have
I'm after all that ish
Stars in the ceiling
I'm after all that
Guarantee we make it shake
I'm after all that ish

Loss of pack it's all good
Messed around Got it back
Went from small hood
To where they wanna be
On the map
Ask me how I got here
Ain't no directions for that
All I know is trust God
Know nothing else after that
So many ideas
Buried in the graveyard
Sparred with death
A thousand times
Survived
But I'm still scarred
Make it look tender
Even when it's still hard
Like a bad boob job
Nigga ain't nothing soft

Yeah
I'm after all that ish
They want me to have
I'm after all that ish
Stars in the ceiling
I'm after all that
Guarantee we make it shake
I'm after all that ish

Handwritten manuscripts
No ghost by me
Manifested everything
Speak it first now I see
Believe something goods
Gonna happen to me today
Positive outlook
Win win either way
Coming for everything
They said I couldn't have
Truth be told
Special mouthpiece
Got the gift of gab
Feeling like Loso's way
How they just throw it in bag
Fabolous dreams
I'm living them
Glad that I waked up
Used to be rubber bands
Now I got it taped up
A picture worth
A thousand words
That's why I don't really
Say much
Dikembe pass it to AI
It's a layup
Into a lot of things
But I ain't into taking pay cuts

Yeah
I'm after all that ish
They want me to have
I'm after all that ish
Stars in the ceiling
I'm after all that
Guarantee we make it shake
I'm after all that ish