Texty:
The Drive All Or Nothing

, nigga we don't die Niggas frontin' like we ain't fly But nigga can't name nothing that we ain't buy Or we ain't try, or we ain't drive The judge said

's walk for a minute Promiscuous girl, wherever you are I?m all alone and it's you that I want Promiscuous boy, you already know That I?m all yours,

I'ma pull up in the Bentley all white Step up in the club with nothing but all dykes Sippin' on some Louis and partyin' all night Phony ass people, I

my backpack, I know you smell me, Ia??m the s*** like an ex-lax. *Diarrhea Dwayne, Bust your f****** head, souvenir your brain. You aina??t talking about nothing

stars But you're the harmony to every song I sing And I wouldn't change a thing She's always trying to save the day Just want to hear my music play She's all or nothing

I do is I channel my aggression with no cable or antenna, Just intentions to impress you, if capable, Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you... Cars, nothing I drive can drive

or nothing at all Everything or nothing Give me everything or nothing at all Give me everything Everything or nothing at all Give me everything Give me everything or nothing at all Everything or

, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Nothing's all right, nothing

2am and he's back again Arms on my waist, all in my way Boy there must be more spice than this Boyfriend on the phone Call me all day on the telephone