100 Seasons
On the back roads driving slow I took the scenic
I'm just thinking
Hope I make enough to one day relocate my people
I'm just dreaming
If only for one night they can make all crimes legal
I got my reasons
I just want to ball got to practice before the season
I'm a ball a hundred seasons
Full court press playing like I paid the refs
No fouls called but I'm stepping on they necks
Balling ain't a man or woman thing it's unisex
Count my money twice bet not be a quarter missing out my check
I know niggas pushing 50 still drowning in debt
In denial still won't get a job to help clean up they mess
I was counted out guess what now I'm counting up
Want to hang out hold up check my calender
On my way to home I took the long way
Circle twice before I park ain't been home in 4 days
Before you make it to the door it's pit-bulls at my front gate
Make it pass the dogs choppas coming out my gun safe
Jackboy in the streets back in my dumb days
Now I'm in New York on fashion week models on runways
With some Gucci googles on to block the sun rays
Red Teezy with me brody always kept it one k
On the back roads driving slow I took the scenic
I'm just thinking
Hope I make enough to one day relocate my people
I'm just dreaming
If only for one night they can make all crimes legal
I got my reasons
I just want to ball got to practice before the season
I'm a ball a hundred seasons
I'm just thinking
Hope I make enough to one day relocate my people
I'm just dreaming
If only for one night they can make all crimes legal
I got my reasons
I just want to ball got to practice before the season
I'm a ball a hundred seasons
Full court press playing like I paid the refs
No fouls called but I'm stepping on they necks
Balling ain't a man or woman thing it's unisex
Count my money twice bet not be a quarter missing out my check
I know niggas pushing 50 still drowning in debt
In denial still won't get a job to help clean up they mess
I was counted out guess what now I'm counting up
Want to hang out hold up check my calender
On my way to home I took the long way
Circle twice before I park ain't been home in 4 days
Before you make it to the door it's pit-bulls at my front gate
Make it pass the dogs choppas coming out my gun safe
Jackboy in the streets back in my dumb days
Now I'm in New York on fashion week models on runways
With some Gucci googles on to block the sun rays
Red Teezy with me brody always kept it one k
On the back roads driving slow I took the scenic
I'm just thinking
Hope I make enough to one day relocate my people
I'm just dreaming
If only for one night they can make all crimes legal
I got my reasons
I just want to ball got to practice before the season
I'm a ball a hundred seasons
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Writer(s): Travis Joel Richard
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