Lyrics All That by 1K Phew

DJ DB405 All that
O city to Atlanta All that
Huh, yeah
And it's 1K till I go away, you dead
God is trill forever
You know what time it is


They think we might drop
But I don't know 'bout all that
They say they don't talk
But I don't know 'bout all that
Talk to Famo, I won't stop
They might as well just fall back
I know everything we lost
We 'bout to get it all back
Left my pro'lems on that cross
Oh, yeah, He paid fo' all that
I live life just like a boss
'Cause I was made fo' all that
Pull up dressed all black
They like, "What you call that?"
I just yell out, "New Chuuch"
Oh, yeah, it's time fo' all that, all that


I ain't takin' no breaks
All night I'm awake
No sleep fo' this guy
Unless I doze off my mistake
I'm stayin' ahead
While they in the bed
I was dodgin' a lick
Just like Smokey and Craig, yeah
Then I switched lanes on these folks
Now I'm unashamed on these folks
Went from sittin' on the bench
Now I'm in the game on these folks
'Cause we in the man
God is the plug, I'm the middleman
Did what I'm sayin', I never land
I got no worries like Peter Pan, yeah


They think we might drop
But I don't know 'bout all that
They say they don't talk
But I don't know 'bout all that
Talk to Famo, I won't stop
They might as well just fall back
I know everything we lost
We 'bout to get it all back
Left my pro'lems on that cross
Oh, yeah, He paid fo' all that
I live life just like a boss
'Cause I was made fo' all that
Pull up dressed all black
They like, "What you call that?"
I just yell out, "New Chuuch"
Oh, yeah, it's time fo' all that, all that


Get it in, get it in
Get it out, get it out
Goin' hard till the end
Overflowin' in the drought
If you ain't ridin' fo' the One above
You better get up outu of my route
'Cause we gon' take it over pretty soon
Boy, and I ain't havin' no doubts
That's what it's about
We gon' make the Kingdom proud
Blastin' music through them speakers
'Cause we gotta say it loud
Poppin' with every crowd
Oh, yeah, I was born to be wild
1K been up fo' a while
'Cause I know God gon' look out fo' His child, New Chuuch


They think we might drop
But I don't know 'bout all that
They say they don't talk
But I don't know 'bout all that
Talk to Famo, I won't stop
They might as well just fall back
I know everything we lost
We 'bout to get it all back
Left my pro'lems on that cross
Oh, yeah, He paid fo' all that
I live life just like a boss
'Cause I was made fo' all that
Pull up dressed all black
They like, "What you call that?"
I just yell out, "New Chuuch"
Oh, yeah, it's time fo' all that, all that


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