Hey man I got a real list of shit I like to do Ya dig Get (Yeah) , Kick (I Just wanna ball, yeah) I just wanna ball, the list, nigga, that's it
I just ball in the wraith With your in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my Praise God, leave it all when dead Leave your with the papers Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you getting going, I was getting to it
1] Put it down, bankrolls in the Was catching cases, I got to get some paper good Lil homie me 'On God do you know you came up?' I you deal with every bitch who wearing lace front I don't like her, feel that way alot of rappers I don't talk 'em Most these niggas gon' bust a grape, and, they just talking loud Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it Hm problems understanding your logic, man Man, for four hundred, I'll take your and tour London Get more money Don't believe it When your heard me no pun intended Military guns in the no runnin' in it A rebel when I that bitch It ain't no in it Since my first album I been no funny business Bitch, ain't no business No weapon, against me shall But it's to form Knew the day I was born I'd perform in the Forum Ringing bells and blowing horns when my named I'm just a made nigga in the wraith though
I just wanna ball in the your broad in the way And I wanna, take my shot Praise God, it all when you're dead Leave your with the papers a hater till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them doing Before you were going, I was getting to it [Verse 2: Yo I'm a dope boy Street reppin Not a in a watch, no charm on the necklace They say I'm reckless, yeah, I be Don't give a about no nigga who don't like me Know If I go to jail today, that bitch write me? No She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go I bet a Wraith on the super In the kitchen, super Six ounce, four pints, a superstove I had a plaque and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and bricks If it's stars in the wraith, got the in the safe Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the Truck, truck, Guns, guns, Me and Black , back to back cause that's my fam-o He a white man, him For his shit, she a check for the That's out the North shit
I wanna ball in the wraith With broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my God, leave it all when you're dead Leave your daughter with the Fuck a till the day I die Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you getting going, I was getting to it 3] Presidential In the slum the hairnet Running up a bag, do it for 'em just to out Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at? game great, give it to her till she pass out This the real caine, add B12, pour soda a quarter out a whole, and no details Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized they Now they and you just get it out the Blue Now he in the Rolls Royce out the bottom, now he making more ain't no boy Always been a hustler, not a robber, I stole nothing Trappin', flippin' work till they up on a whole one Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me Niggas still 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga Yeah, See it on my face, I'm just a real nigga riding ridin under stars I just ball in the wraith With your in the way And I wanna, I'ma my shot Praise God, leave it all when dead Leave daughter with the papers Fuck a till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, what them niggas doing Before you getting going, I was getting to it