[Intro]

TouchofTrent be wildin’ with it

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

They tell me it’s all love, but I love 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’ hoes with one condom, I made the condom fall

From stylin’ Denim jacket, that shit turned to Gucci scarves

I fucked the whole world no matter who involved

[Chorus: Booka600]

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]

Man, it’s all love

You can’t love him without my brother ’cause it’s all us

I’m off a Perc, my brother Doodie off a small bust

But I’m a baller, when I pass the ball, I yell, “Hut”

Gotta watch them cheesy, sneaky bitches, they be stealin’ nut

I talk down on the trenches, hoes know now damn well I still fuck

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 nigga, but he gave his homie up

‘Cause his daughter twelve years old, he gotta go do twenty-one

And I don’t fuck with no fuck niggas, so these niggas don’t owe me nothin’

Grown niggas act like kids, actin’ like they Benjamin Button

Put my own fee down for my lawyer, that shit was twenty-one-hundred

Had to detail with my dawg and he still wasn’t comin’

With his gun or without his gun, I say he still not runnin’

And he tote his gun like 50, but he still one hunnid, nigga

[Chorus: Booka600]

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]

It’s all love, 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 Hil’

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 love the most

I bought her two, three diamond chokers ’cause she love to choke

1942, the small bill, she love the boat

Durkio, smirk-io, yeah, she love the GOAT

Yeah, I love them G locks

Got away from mama, phony niggas I had to detox

They don’t even shoot at niggas no more, they love 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 love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love (You wouldn’t listen)

It’s all love