Around the age of twelve, Buck started to rap, and began recording in a studio at fourteen. This was shortly followed by an opportunity to perform for Brian "Baby" Williams, co-founder of Cash Money Records. Williams was impressed and signed Buck, who then dropped out of high school to tour with the label for four years.
After several years on and off of Cash Money Records, Buck and fellow rapper Juvenile decided to leave the label for good and went to UTP Records. This deal later led to a meeting with New York rapper 50 Cent who later signed Buck to G-Unit Records.
50 Cent gave Young Buck a feature on his commercially successful debut album Get Rich or Die Tryin' on the track "Blood Hound". After this, he appeared on G-Unit's debut album, Beg for Mercy, which certified 2x Platinum. Young Buck then released his debut album, Straight Outta Cashville, in 2004, with its follow-up, Buck the World being released in 2007.
On April 7, 2008 in an interview with Miss Jones on New York's Hot 97, 50 Cent stated that Young Buck was no longer a member of the group G-Unit but was still signed to G-Unit Records.
After Young Buck was dismissed from the group, he began to slander the name "G-Unit" in numerous different ways. He released numerous tracks attacking not only the group, but their associates and, more specifically, group leader 50 Cent. 50 Cent and G-Unit also responded with many tracks, including one particular instance in which 50 Cent released a phone call he had recorded with Young Buck, which featured the Tennessee native weeping and apologizing for numerous things. After this happened, Young Buck responded, stating the call was a fake, happened one year prior to its release, and claimed that only police record phone calls.
After a lengthy battle between Young Buck and his former G-Unit comrades, the feud seemed to settle down, with Young Buck stating that he owed one more album for G-Unit Records which would be released in 2009, then titled The Rehab. In other interviews, he's stated that he doesn't have a problem with 50 Cent or G-Unit anymore, but is currently doing his "own thing". He also stated that although he's still signed to G-Unit Records, he's trying to get out of the contract, and he's no longer signed to Interscope.
In 2006, Young Buck began preparation on creating a record label named "G-Unit South". After Interscope was not to be the distributing label, he could not use the "G-Unit" name, which is when he decided upon using the name "Cashville".
After numerous artists were signed, including Outlawz and C-Bo, a deal was secured with RED Distribution. In 2009, after he was dismissed from the G-Unit group, Young Buck began putting more effort into his label stating that even without a major label deal, he will still be relevant in the music industry.
All My Life
Young Buck Lyrics
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Ya'll niggaz wanna know what we did this is what we did nigga
Extended the family world-wide, recruited a couple comrades
I was a chosen one due to my chrome gats
Bad ass lil' nigga wit' a trash bag now I gotta confess it
Every day arrested
So even mamma stay invested, damn that's cold
Bitches seventeen years old, round 100 kilos
Half of y'all pickin' pot out your nose with Afros
Rollin' with the big boys soakin' up game
And we'll be back seat with the Cartier frames
The easier it got nigga the harder it came
But I stayed in the game, that's the heart in this mayne
There'll be hell on earth if I stay in the game
Talk about kickin' up dirt like the broncos plane
Call me the macho man when it comes to dirty ways
A hato's man feel crime don't pay
All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
The last verse I wrote, I burned my hand
'Cause there's only so much heat, that my hand can stand
I'm too hot to spit that, you not you get that
Don't get to height or this glock'll click back
I bitch smack niggaz and I ain't that mean
My chopper gon' do you proper look at what that did
I'm clip flipin', pistol grippin', dippin', set trippin'
Believe me you don't wanna see me wit' the 4tec spittin'
You bull-shittin', I'm just goin' live by you guys
My whole team roll me homey, ride or die
Ridin' high, Sheaf and do-do like I'm in Cali
I'm type this one for the block and blast from the alley
I'm raw wit' it Tony Montana, extra banana
Interstate from my way down to Atlanta, comes from a scanna
Just crossed the Tennessee line
All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
It's all for one and one for all nigga
All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
Now let ya nuts hang nigga
Start up the engine in the cut thang nigga
Brang pain to these niggaz, ice on my trigga finga
Let the world know, I'm a balla when I came for the scrilla
Gorilla they gon' label me
Ain't no way y'all bitches gon' disable me, put me on cable TV
Peace treaties ain't accepted here, blood-bath
Split him in half now nigga from his feet to his ear
If I don't know ya then its fuck ya, we ain't talkin' shit out
Catch me at ya people, we jus' sparkin' shit out
Yeah, I'm so hood, that bullshit you spittin' ain't no good
I bust a nigga weave, act like poppin' a car hood
You want ya gurl back, pay the fee and it's all good
Until I cop a 7-series beamer wit' all wood
My whole team makin' riches we shinin', we ball good
You can boss and Young Buck'll catch us our hood
All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
The song "All My Life" by Young Buck talks about his experiences with his crew and their journey to becoming successful. The lyrics highlight various aspects of his life, from the hard work he put in to become a successful rapper, to the challenges and obstacles he faced. The song is an ode to his past and how it has shaped him into the person he is today.
The lyrics depict how Young Buck and his crew extended their family worldwide and recruited comrades. The song makes a reference to how they were chosen due to their commitment to grind, resulting in them becoming known for their skill with chrome gats. The song further reveals that despite being arrested almost daily, he persevered in his mission.
The theme of the song is the pursuit of success and the hardships that come with it. Young Buck speaks about wanting to be in control of his life and destiny and not waiting for anyone to give him opportunities. He is determined to draw a line before falling behind as he knows that God does not promise time. "All My Life" conveys the message that perseverance, hard work, and determination are essential requirements for success.
Line by Line Meaning
Now we can't lose fo' sho'
We are confident in our success.
Ya'll niggaz wanna know what we did this is what we did nigga
We achieved success through hard work and determination.
Extended the family world-wide, recruited a couple comrades
We expanded our group globally and added a few more members.
I was a chosen one due to my chrome gats
I was selected because of my firearms.
Bad ass lil' nigga wit' a trash bag now I gotta confess it
I used to be a delinquent and need to come clean about it.
Every day arrested
I used to get arrested every day.
Niggaz wanna test this to get at the hoes
Some people try to compete with us to impress women.
So even mamma stay invested, damn that's cold
Even our mothers have to be involved in our lifestyle, which is unfortunate.
Bitches seventeen years old, round 100 kilos
Some women we interact with are young and overweight.
Half of y'all pickin' pot out your nose with Afros
Some of you are struggling with drug addiction and unkempt appearances.
Rollin' with the big boys soakin' up game
We associate with experienced, knowledgeable people.
And we'll be back seat with the Cartier frames
We will be in the backseat of a car, but still wearing luxury eyewear.
The easier it got nigga the harder it came
The more successful we became, the more difficult it was to maintain it.
But I stayed in the game, that's the heart in this mayne
I persisted through the challenges, which is a testament to my determination.
There'll be hell on earth if I stay in the game
If I remain involved in this lifestyle, things will be very difficult for me.
Talk about kickin' up dirt like the broncos plane
I will cause controversy and chaos like the Denver Broncos football team's airplane.
Call me the macho man when it comes to dirty ways
I pride myself on being tough and ruthless when necessary.
A hato's man feel crime don't pay
I believe that crime is not worth the consequences.
All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
I always envisioned myself taking care of my own affairs and being self-sufficient.
And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
I do not want to waste any time waiting for opportunities to come to me.
So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
I am setting boundaries to prevent myself from falling behind in life.
Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
I swear to the truth of what I am saying and am willing to face consequences if I am not truthful.
The last verse I wrote, I burned my hand
I wrote the previous verse with such passion that I physically burned myself.
'Cause there's only so much heat, that my hand can stand
I cannot handle too much intensity, I have limitations.
I'm too hot to spit that, you not you get that
I am too talented to waste my skills on mediocre work, if you do not recognize that it is your loss.
Don't get to height or this glock'll click back
Do not provoke me, or I will use my firearm.
I bitch smack niggaz and I ain't that mean
I am capable of hitting someone, but it does not make me a cruel person.
My chopper gon' do you proper look at what that did
My firearm will cause significant damage, take a look at what it can do.
I'm clip flipin', pistol grippin', dippin', set trippin'
I am proficient in handling firearm equipment and am affiliated with a certain group or gang.
Believe me you don't wanna see me wit' the 4tec spittin'
You do not want to see me shoot my 4tec firearm, it will end badly.
You bull-shittin', I'm just goin' live by you guys
You are not being honest, but I will adhere to your rules anyway.
My whole team roll me homey, ride or die
My entire group is loyal to me and will support me through anything.
Ridin' high, Sheaf and do-do like I'm in Cali
I am living a luxurious lifestyle and feeling high, like I am in California.
I'm type this one for the block and blast from the alley
I am creating this song for my community and representing them, even if it means creating controversy.
I'm raw wit' it Tony Montana, extra banana
I am like Tony Montana, I am tough and ruthless and have extra firepower.
Interstate from my way down to Atlanta, comes from a scanna
I am traveling from out of state to get to Atlanta and have sketchy origins.
Just crossed the Tennessee line
I recently entered Tennessee.
It's all for one and one for all nigga
We are a unified group and support each other.
Now let ya nuts hang nigga
Now is the time to take risks and be bold.
Start up the engine in the cut thang nigga
Get ready to take off in the getaway car.
Brang pain to these niggaz, ice on my trigga finga
We are causing harm to our enemies, and I am wearing jewelry on my trigger finger.
Let the world know, I'm a balla when I came for the scrilla
I want to be known as a successful person when it comes to making money.
Gorilla they gon' label me
People will call me an animal or savage.
Ain't no way y'all bitches gon' disable me, put me on cable TV
No one can stop me, I will always keep going, and I will even be on television.
Peace treaties ain't accepted here, blood-bath
There is no chance for peace, it will be a violent bloodbath.
Split him in half now nigga from his feet to his ear
I will harm someone severely, from their feet to their head.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Joel M Hailey, Rory A Bennett
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