WESTSIDE GUNN


All Praises Lyrics (feat. Boldy James & Jadakiss)

A-A-A-A-Alchemist

All praises (All praises)
To the most high (To the most high)
Haven't been asleep (Brr)
I heard shots all through night (Brr, shots all through night, brr)
Be grateful (Be grateful)
Wrong or right (Wrong or right, ah)
Just hung up a collect call
They tryna give my nigga life (Tryna give my nigga life)
We gracious (We gracious)
We tasteless (We tasteless)
We made it (We made it)
We made it (We made it)

Four hundred bands on that new Rolls Cullinan
Fifty on my wrist, had to dap 'em with the other hand
Gettin' money hand over fist, almost upped on him
Damn, just a fan who want a pic
Ridin' dirty through New Orleans with them yams and them grits
Up the thirty in the morning, we be jammin' on the strip
In the trap with the blow and the pills, we in Upper Split, they think I rap
Streets know I'm still playin' with them bricks
Still known to keep a Sig, still laid up in the six
Stashin' in your BM crib, still payin' bitches rent
King of the drug zone, felt betrayed when niggas switched
Seen many come and go, niggas came and niggas went
What else? Live at the main event
Palm Angels on the tee, five eighty for the drip
Burberry, no buckle, LV on the kicks
Naked lady on the Royce, big Bs on that Ben thing

All praises (All praises)
To the most high (To the most high)
Haven't been asleep (Brr)
I heard shots all through night (Brr, shots all through night, brr)
Be grateful (Be grateful)
Wrong or right (Wrong or right, ah)
Just hung up a collect call
They tryna give my nigga life (Tryna give my nigga life)
We gracious (We gracious)
We tasteless (We tasteless)
We made it (We made it)
We made it (We made it, ahaha)

Yeah, I sold shit, you told shit (Damn), I let niggas hold shit (Uh huh)
Roc-A-Fella startup money, come, I'm on parole kits (Mmm)
Smell of coke in my clothes, that's just a sign of us
No matter what, my connect will remain anonymous (Shh)
That's just a stereotype, they ain't definin' us (Nah)
Unlimited funds, ain't no declinin' us
Everybody woke now (Uh huh), they want us to vote now (Yo)
COVID-19 is the stamp on the dope now (Woo)
Still puttin' trees up, so they can pull the rope down
Used to be the Ziploc, I get it off the boat now (Yo)
From treadin' and learnin' how to swim, I just float now (Aha)
Pop up in the hood to show 'em it's still hope 'round
Niggas did bids (Uh huh), other niggas died (Damn)
Luckily we made it, other niggas tried (Sorry)
Never let 'em jam you, no prints on the hammer (Uh uh)
And make all the sales off camera, word up

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Songwriter(s): Beat Butcha, The Alchemist, Jadakiss
Record Label(s): Griselda Shady Interscope 2020 Shady Records Interscope Records
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