All Me Lyrics - 2 Chainz

Got everything, I got everything 

I cannot complain, I cannot 

I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot 

Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that cause I 

Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me 

No help, that's all me, all me for real 

Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me 

No help, that's all me, all me for real 

Money on my mind, you should think the same 

J's on, pinky ring 

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Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine 

In the same league, but we don't ball the same 

(Ah) She want all the fame, I hear that shit all the time 

She said she love me, I said, "Baby girl, fall in line" 

Okay, made a million, off of denim, fuck, watch me switch it up 

Walked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!" 

You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo 

Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note 

From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off 

And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off 

This that sauce, this that dressing, Givenchy, nigga God bless you 

If having a bad bitch was a crime, I'd be arrested (True) 

Got everything I got everything 

I can not complain I cannot 

I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot 

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Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that cause I 

Came up thats all me 

Stay true thats all me 

No help that's that's all me, all me for real 

Came up thats all me 

Stay true thats all me 

No help that's that's all me, all me for real 

I touched down at '86 

Knew I was a man by the age of 6 

I even fucked girls that used to babysit 

But that was years later on some crazy shit 

I heard your new shit, nigga hated it 

Damon Wayans told me don't play that shit 

I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit 

And my latest shit is like a greatest hits 

God damn, ain't no wishing over on this side 

Y'all don't fuck with us, then we don't fuck with y'all 

It's no different over on this side 

God damn, should I listen to everybody or myself? 

Cause myself just told myself 

"You're the motherfucking man, you don't need no help" 

Cashing checks and I'm bigging up my chest 

Y'all keep talking 'bout who next 

But I'm about as big as it gets 

I swear y'all just wasting y'all breath 

I'm the light skinned Keith Sweat 

I'mma make it last forever 

It's not your turn 'cause I ain't done yet 

Look, just understand that I'm on a roll like Cottonelle 

I was made for all of this shit 

And I'm on the road box office sales 

I'm getting paid for all of this shit 

Ask you to please excuse my table manners 

I was making room for the table dancers 

'Cause if we judging off your advances 

I just got paid like eight advances 

God damn! 

Got everything, i got everything 

I cannot complain, I cannot 

I dont even know how much I really made i forgot its a lot 

Fuck that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that cause I 

Came up that's all me 

Stay True that's all me 

No help that's all me, all me for real 

Came up that's all me 

Stay True that's all me 

Ho, shut the fuck up 

I got way too much on my mental, I learn from what I've been through 

I'm finna do what I didn't do and still waking up like the 'rents do 

Not complicated, it's simple, I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full 

And to them hoes I'm everything, Everything but gentle 

But I still take my time (time), man, I guess I'm just old fashioned 

Wearing retro shit, that's old fashioned 

Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption 

I paint pics, see the shit, good sex, need to hit 

Keep a bra on the floor year 'round like season tickets 

I plead the fifth, drink a fifth 

Load the nine, leave you split, in the half, smoke a half, need a zip 

My new girl is on Glee and shit, probably making more money than me and shit 

I swear to God I got 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one 

I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one 

Like I got trust issues, I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out 

I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom and still gotta pull out 

But that's just me, and I ain't perfect, I ain't a saint but I am worth it 

If it's one thing, I am worth it, niggas still hating but it ain't working 

Lil' bitch...