All All, all, all All (the things) All (the things, things) All (that glitters is not gold) All, all, all (And all gold is not reality Real is what you lays on me) How's everybody doing? We were all that matters, family's all that matters This is just business, see you right after Nothing comes before ya, nothing else matters All of this is for ya, you are all that matters I dance around the darkness down on Billie Jean Road If I ainâ??t toured then we stillâ??d be broke Thought I got the formula, bon appetite I got a beat in case my baby baba ever leak Wise beyond my years but way behind my peak You gotta eat, this a step to my princess Point of interest, fourth and inches Hallelujah, the kid grew up, the crowd cheered the child (break) Booya, mic drop, I walk home I don't care about, they don't mean a thing (All, all) All these fancy things (All, all) I'll tell you that all, my weight in gold (All) All I know, I know (And all gold is not reality) All these things (All these things) All these things (All these things) In this part of my life, I'm growing up and I- and I wanna, I wanna do this the right way, go, go out of it, grow out of it, in the best way possible, so thank you guys who's been there thus far, and it's only gonna get better... I don't care bout, they don't mean a thing All these fancy things I'll tell you that all, my weight in gold (All that glitters, glitters) All I know, I know (Is not gold, Igh!) All these things (All that matters) All these things (All, all that matters) All these things