How You Wanna Ball

I'mma tell her bust it for the man for the kid
How you wanna ball how you really wanna live
I was wrappin' up the present before a nigga got a gift
Man behind the pen I'm checkin rappers of list

A nigga said he got beef heard that shit was just myth
Real street nigga take a sip and a sniff,
Real dope dealer take a hit roll a spliff
Push me to the edge I ain't jumpin' off the cliff
They time is money well this is money well spent
Nowadays I'm gettin used to countin' dead presidents
O-G taught me how to flip eight ball to a brick
Never gave a bitch no money send a snap or pic
Dumb niggas gettin paid my call it stupid rich
No wings on my back they say the boy heaven sent



Credits
Writer(s): Deandre Stanford
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