Artist: Slim Thug f/ Propain Album: Hogg Life Vol. 1: The Beginning Song: All I Kno Typed by: Lil Hustle [Slim Thug] We use to stand on that corner, banging that UGK If you see some things, don't hesitate to send em my way I got a pocket full of stones, diamonds against the wood Stay riding dirty, when I was flipping through my hood Back then me and my niggaz, we was selling that drank We was sitting on gallons, fo' hundred a paint Getting bank on Gulfbank, riding drop down the Ave. Since I was a child, I had dream of riding slab Wasn't thinking bout Bentleys, couldn't see that far Shit even in my dreams, I couldn't see that car They say you aim for the moon, you might land in the stars Now look at me, I'm living in the land of the stars Roadies and ottomons, mansions and penthouses Went back bought my hood, and made em all my rent houses Still serving and collecting, went from trapping to rapping However it gotta get done, we gon' make it happen [Chorus] I'm riding to the finish line Out chea' grinding, till it's dinner time Jump fresh up out the water nigga Came from nothing, stood up on my own two wings got it jumping Mayn it's all that I know, all that I know All that I know, one thousand till I fall Riding on these fuck niggaz, fuck em all man it's all that I know [Propain] Dreams of throwing fortiano's on a Rover truck A thousand dollars like a million, when you broke as fuck My generation wild, nigga ain't no hope for us Just pills and liquor all in our system, that's the only escape till you sober up But that paper, all I need Hit em all steal and had shit from Aces, all in my jeans And if that alarm sounded, my chain was all that they seen Fuck twelve I know it's sad G, but if I went to school with that offprint Them fuck boys, gon' be laughing at me So now we fly, but that paper looking like moon and stars Far away, went from polo shirts up to boosting cars Chop shop, chop shop get our dollars up So back then if you came outside, and your shit was missing it was prolly us Then the tables turned falling off, no more sleeping I was out the month And at the same I got a phone call, them bitch niggaz done shot my brother Now the whole hood hot as fuck, got them ol' heads mad at us Crash dummies bout to smash a wall, told my niggaz mayn this shit not enough So reverse the verse, the same thousand ain't when you trying to get to millions Propain made the bread, started from the bottom looking at the ceiling Now all my niggaz grubbing with me, young legend in the fucking city Seen it all back to the wall, top down yelling fuck em all when I'm [Chorus]