Papamitrou - It's All Love lyrics

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Papamitrou - It's All Love lyrics

[Hook: Don Q] To all my homies up north and everybody we lost Just giving me motivation, thank you for the support It's all love (it's all love) It's all love (it's all love) To all my sisters, you ain't gotta sell your soul at the bar Girl you know you a star, oh yeah you know who you are It's all love (it's all love) It's all love [Verse 1: Don Q] I seen a n***a get indicted for some petty sh** Don moving but they charge him like he selling bricks I pray that evidence they got on you don't ever stick But god forbid you lose your trail, I pray you never snitch I came a long way, man I never seen it coming Ten diamond chains, trust me, you gon' see me coming Something clean outside, yeah you see me stunting I just came to grab a b**h, I told my driver leave it running Man I swear before I knew about a re-up I was hittin' [?] f** with a couple hoes, hit Crowns just to eat up Every ball written, turn my idols to my competition Don be pimpin', I got head in every car driven Couple years back, I was Abercrombie Fitchin' Now the letters on my sweater got Givenchy stiches Thought the engine hit the corner, see that Ferrari spinning Start to finish, I promise I'ma be the hardest in it Don [Interlude: Don Q] Yeah, it's all love, yeah Yeah, it's all love, yeah yeah It's all love, yeah It's all love, yeah yeah Hah, it's all love, yeah [Hook: Don Q] To all my homies up north and everybody we lost Just giving me motivation, thank you for the support It's all love (it's all love) It's all love (it's all love) To all my sisters, you ain't gotta sell your soul at the bar Girl you know you a star, oh yeah you know who you are It's all love (it's all love) It's all love [Verse 2: Dave East] Always just tryna get my dollars up Had the Pele, hoody was Hollister Every rental we got they followed us You don't know how it feel when your ribs touch Stomach growl make you say f** shootin' out the car, I'ma run ‘em down Now these same bars got me over a hundred thou Was running wild, I couldn't wait ‘til the sun was down I ain't dead or in jail, I know my mother proud Haters screw up they face, inside they wanna smile Free Yops, free Draino, free Scrap, Free Trav Free my n***a Black, free Lil Crack Free Littles, free my cousin E Shawty ‘bout to come home Free Buddha, free my hitter Mula Now his son grown Me and pops not gettin' the greatest tomorrow But I knew it used to stress him out just to think that I'm starving I'ma eat pops, I'm concrete These n***as sheetrock Feel my pain after the beat stop It's all love n***a Hundreds keep coming, these n***as stop nothing Youngin keep gunning, these n***as drop fronting I got some weed, he like to smoke, wish I could get it to him He just want me to send some pictures to him Answer his calls so I can listen to him He keeps telling me about the n***as that did it to him [Hook: Don Q] To all my homies up north and everybody we lost Just giving me motivation, thank you for the support It's all love (it's all love) It's all love (it's all love) To all my sisters, you ain't gotta sell your soul at the bar Girl you know you a star, oh yeah you know who you are It's all love (it's all love) It's all love

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