[Chorus: Balance]
I put my all into this rap shit, I'm all in
Came from the bottom to the top, were you all in?
Hustle everyday of the week, we all in
We all in
[?] I'm going all in
To the day we arive, we going all in
Now put your hands up in the sky, if you all in
We all in

[Verse 1: Balance]
[?] finished
Before rap I had a couple things in [?]
Before that, I had a couple ways to get it
Spit a flame, hit your frame with it
[?] haters wanna see y'all shine
We tryna see another day, don't wanna see [?]
[?] after dark
Fuck the [?], if they try to get this Glock, let them [?] with the creator
I switch [?]
Tryna get that legle paper, you can get [?]
Fuck [?] all black
Taking shots, and Imma put it all in a hater [?]
Do my thing, east coast to the Bay
[?] the streets of L.A. like Pac did
[?] from the rock [?]
But I ain't tryna get rocked like [?]
I gotta live, n***a
[Chorus: Balance]
I put my all into this rap shit, I'm all in
Came from the bottom to the top, were you all in?
Hustle everyday of the week, we all in
We all in
[?] I'm going all in
To the day we arive, we going all in
Now put your hands up in the sky, if you all in
We all in

[Verse 2: Balance]
[?] listen to rap, sampling old school
Mixer and a mic [?] no pro tools
[?] sicker than most do
Late night up in the studio, no curfew
We selling CD's on the block
Ten CDR's with my name on top
[?] when I been so far
Sold out shows, magazines in the car
Groupies in the line, just to see who you are
Cause we in front of [?] so far
Moms on the phone like what's going on?
Son ain't home and the bills ain't gone
Sorry mama, just getting my name known
Hopped out the house of rap [?]
Came from the bottom, slap the same song
Rap is my mama and mama I'm now grown
[Chorus: Balance]
I put my all into this rap shit, I'm all in
Came from the bottom to the top, were you all in?
Hustle everyday of the week, we all in
We all in
[?] I'm going all in
To the day we arive, we going all in
Now put your hands up in the sky, if you all in
We all in

[Verse 3: Jay Rock]
Drop the rock, pick up the mic, I'm all in
Fly, sauring
You a lie, you ain't scorin
I cut myself in the booth, but let my blood poor in
I tell the truth, I ain't gotta feel
I was real before I [?]
And now I got a baby, so I'm more in
Rapped the work, I'm back selling [?]
Again, I really did that
I gotta win, can you feel that?
Grab a jacket if it's too much
My album posed to drop in like two months
And [?] bust pipe
I used to bust guns with the shooters
So you should understand why I crush mics
[?] the future
[Chorus: Balance]
I put my all into this rap shit, I'm all in
Came from the bottom to the top, were you all in?
Hustle everyday of the week, we all in
We all in
[?] I'm going all in
To the day we arive, we going all in
Now put your hands up in the sky, if you all in
We all in