Hey man I got a short list of shit I like to do Ya dig Get (Yeah) , Kick shit (I Just 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, leave it all when dead your daughter with the papers Fuck a till the day I die Fuck them 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, before I got to get 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 about alot of I don't talk 'em Most these niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, just talking loud Godbody, got a problem, nigga go to war it Hm problems understanding your logic, man Man, for four hundred, I'll take your honey and London Get more money Don't believe it When your doubt me Ain't no pun Military in the mansion Ain't no in it A rebel when I fucked bitch It no coming in it Since my first album I been no funny business Bitch, ain't no business No weapon, against me prosper But it's welcome to Knew from the day I was I'd perform in the Forum Ringing bells and blowing when my named called I'm a self made nigga in the wraith though
I just wanna ball in the With broad 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 them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing Before you getting going, I was getting to it [Verse 2: Yo I'm a dope boy form reppin Not a in a watch, no charm on the necklace say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't a fuck about no nigga who don't like me Know If I go to jail today, bitch gon' write me? No She gon' me? No, if a nigga go broke I bet a Wraith on the bowl In the kitchen, super Six ounce, four pints, a superstove I always had a and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and bricks If it's stars in the wraith, got the titles in the Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the Truck, truck, Guns, guns, Me and Black Youngsta , back to back cause my fam-o He a man, kill him For his shit, she a check for the That's out the North shit
I just wanna ball in the With broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my Praise God, leave it all you're dead your daughter with the papers Fuck a till the day I die what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you getting going, I was getting to it 3] Presidential In the with the hairnet Running up a bag, do it for 'em to pass out Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at? Dick game great, it to her till she pass out This the real caine, add B12, pour soda Stretch a out a whole, and no details Shout to all my niggas, who they figures Now rich and you just get it out the Blue Now he ridin' in the Royce out the bottom, now he making more ain't no boy Always a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing Trappin', work till they come up on a whole one Hu ok, K-I-N-G, deny 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 Wraith stars I just ball in the wraith With broad in the way And I wanna, take my shot Praise God, it all when you're dead Leave daughter with the papers Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas Before you getting going, I was getting to it