Hey man I got a short list of shit I like to do Ya dig Get (Yeah) , Kick (I Just wanna ball, yeah) I just wanna ball, That's the list, nigga, it
I wanna ball in the wraith your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma my shot Praise God, it all when you're dead your daughter with the papers Fuck a till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what niggas doing you were getting going, I was getting to it
1] Put it down, bankrolls in the Was catching cases, before I got to get some good Lil asked me 'On God do you know you came up?' I said you deal with every bitch who wearing lace I don't her, feel that way about alot of rappers I don't talk 'em Most these niggas ain't gon' a grape, and, they just talking loud Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it Hm Having problems your logic, man Man, for four hundred, I'll take your honey and tour Get more money Don't believe it When heard doubt me Ain't no pun guns in the mansion Ain't no in it A rebel when I fucked that It ain't no in it Since my first album I serious Ain't no business Bitch, ain't no business No weapon, against me prosper But welcome to form Knew from the day I was born I'd perform in the Ringing and blowing horns when my named called I'm just a self made nigga in the though
I just ball in the wraith With your in the way And I wanna, I'ma my shot Praise God, it all when you're dead Leave your daughter with the Fuck a hater the day I die what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you were going, I was getting to it [Verse 2: Yo I'm a dope boy form reppin Not a stone in a watch, no on the necklace say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't give a fuck about no who don't like me Know If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' me? No She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go I bet a Wraith on the super In the kitchen, cold Six ounce, four pints, that's a I had a plaque and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and some If it's stars in the wraith, got the in the safe Got the on deck, got the money for the case Truck, truck, Guns, guns, Me and Black , back to back cause that's my fam-o He a man, kill him For his shit, she a check for the That's that out the North
I just wanna ball in the your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my Praise God, leave it all you're dead Leave your with the papers Fuck a hater the day I die what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you were going, I was getting to it 3] Presidential In the slum the hairnet up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at? Dick great, give it to her till she pass out This the real caine, add B12, pour baking Stretch a out a whole, and no details to all my niggas, who legitimized they figures Now they and you just get it out the Blue Now he ridin' in the Rolls out the bottom, now he making more ain't no boy Always a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing Trappin', flippin' work they come up on a whole one Hu ok, K-I-N-G, deny me Niggas still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, Yeah, See it on my face, I'm just a nigga riding ridin under Wraith stars I wanna ball in the wraith your broad in the way And I wanna, take my shot Praise God, it all when you're dead Leave your with the papers Fuck a till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing Before you getting going, I was getting to it