Hey man I got a short list of shit I like to do Ya dig Get (Yeah) , shit (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, take my shot Praise God, leave it all when you're your daughter with the papers Fuck a till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, what them niggas doing Before you were going, I was getting to it
1] Put it down, bankrolls in the Was cases, before I got to get some paper good Lil homie asked me 'On God do you know you up?' I said you with every bitch who wearing lace front I don't like her, feel way about alot of rappers I don't about 'em Most niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they just talking loud Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it Hm Having problems understanding logic, man Man, for four hundred, I'll take your honey and tour Get more money Don't it When your heard doubt me no pun intended Military guns in the no runnin' in it A rebel when I fucked bitch It ain't no in it my first album I been serious Ain't no business Bitch, ain't no business No weapon, me shall prosper But it's welcome to Knew from the day I was born I'd in the Forum Ringing bells and blowing horns when my called I'm just a self made nigga in the though
I wanna ball in the wraith With your in the way And I wanna, take my shot Praise God, leave it all when dead Leave your daughter the papers Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas 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 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 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 Youngsta , back to back that's my fam-o He a man, kill him For his shit, she want a for the That's that out the North
I just wanna in the wraith your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my Praise God, leave it all when you're Leave your with the papers Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, what them niggas doing you were 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? 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 never nothing Trappin', flippin' work till they come up on a one Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga Yeah, See it on my face, I'm just a real nigga ridin under Wraith stars 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 daughter 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