[Lyrics] Lil Durk – All Love | NobleLyrics

ft. Booka600


They tell me it’s all looove but I looove all
I’m CashApp’in’ a couple hundred whenever my brother call
Sometimes I like to scan the ledge feel like I’m above ’em all
It was a joke when he copped out now he wanna jump the wall
Them niggas always with some goofies gettin’ jumped at malls
I was tired of fuckin’ those with one condom I made the condom fall
From stylin’ .. jacket that s**t turned to Gucci scarves
I fucked the whole world no matter who involved

[Chorus: Booka600]

It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove

[Verse 2]

Man It’s all looove
You can’t learn without my brother ’cause it’s all us
I’ma perk my brother Doodie off a small bust
But I’m a baller but I pass the ball like “Yeah hut”
Gotta watch them cheesy sneaky bitches they be stealin’ nothin’
I talk down on the trenches h**s know now that I’ll still f**k
But the money get me insane
And I ain’t know where the homie was
I was fucked up in the trenches I ain’t even know what a Rollie was
I used to look up to this n***a but he gave his homie up
‘Cause his daughter twelve years old he gotta go do twenty-one
And I don’t f**k with no f**k niggas so these niggas owe me nothin’
Grown niggas act like kids actin’ like they Benjamin Button
Put my own fee down for my lawyer that s**t was twenty-one-hundred
Had to detail with my dawg and he still wasn’t comin’
With his gun without his gun I say he still learn runnin’
And he told his gun like 50 but he still one hunnid

[Chorus: Booka600]

It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove

[Verse 3]

It’s all looove I thought it was real
He took a Percocet wasn’t all tryna pop a pill
Tryna prove a point to pop off first he ain’t your dawg for real
I gotta acknowledge that Lamb’ truck ’cause I had a Bonneville
I don’t get mad when the guys tell me no ’cause I know my mama will
Different niggas they rockin’ Polo I’m rockin’ Tommy Hill’
Trenches niggas they’ll drop it all when it’s time to kill
First time was a throw off on my bag when I signed the deal
They say it’s favoritism nah these the ones I looove the most
I bought her two three diamond chokers ’cause she looove to chock
1942 the small bill she looove the boat
Dirkio smurkio yeah she looove the GOAT
Yeah I looove them G locks
Got away from mama phony niggas I had to detox
They don’t even shoot at niggas no more they looove to beatbox
Walked up out your life with a pair of socks
That’s two hunnid that’s them G socks

[Chorus: Booka600]

It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all looove (You won’t listen)
It’s all loooveee