Ball Forever
They'll see you in the courtroom and point you out
We buying thirty more blicks before the summer time
Dont even come around
Niggas only fuck wit me because my word is bond
Really true to the game
I can leave it right now and still be up
Dont hit the breaks if they try to stop us then we pulling off
You aint never had yo own bag I had to earn mine
If you dont know how to jugg you better learn how
I just see me in a Mazi or a Wraith
Brodie coughing off the drugs pour another eight
Niggas acting like they can't get replaced
Two sticks dont get erased
I told bro I found a better way
Im tryna get us out the hood
Palm desert all my people living good
I was selling dime bags I den turned into the plug
Im getting checks just to rap
Still working in the trap
My shooter coulda hit the draft
Fuck the bank I hit the stash
I just wanna ball forever
Fuck talking we gon go and do it
Spent eight hunnit just for the louie
Every bow weighed up to the t
Why you stingy wit the sauce when all this money free
I love my city but Im still tryna make it outta here
If you really in the streets its gon leave you wit a lot of tears
Me and bro locked in we been sliding for a lot of years
Dont get shot cuz aint no doctors here
If you think you fucking wit me you can not compare
Im a real one I really do the shit I say
They gon crop you out the frame
Im really up I can't complain
Its gon be another but we gon take that to the grave
Told y'all he a shooter but that nigga really lame
Im in a different bag now I was trapping out Grams house
Niggas really out here pointing they mans out
Watch me spin the Mazi on Plymouth
Im tryna complete the mission
I wish people stay outta they feelings
I wish people stay outta my business
Dont tap in if you aint tryna purchase shit
Hang you like a ornament
We'll cause a lot of madness like the tournament
So nigga have that same energy
If we catch a opp in the club we not gon let him leave
I just wanna ball forever
Fuck talking we gon go and do it
Spent eight hunnit just for the louie
Every bow weighed up to the t
Why you stingy wit the sauce when all this money free
We buying thirty more blicks before the summer time
Dont even come around
Niggas only fuck wit me because my word is bond
Really true to the game
I can leave it right now and still be up
Dont hit the breaks if they try to stop us then we pulling off
You aint never had yo own bag I had to earn mine
If you dont know how to jugg you better learn how
I just see me in a Mazi or a Wraith
Brodie coughing off the drugs pour another eight
Niggas acting like they can't get replaced
Two sticks dont get erased
I told bro I found a better way
Im tryna get us out the hood
Palm desert all my people living good
I was selling dime bags I den turned into the plug
Im getting checks just to rap
Still working in the trap
My shooter coulda hit the draft
Fuck the bank I hit the stash
I just wanna ball forever
Fuck talking we gon go and do it
Spent eight hunnit just for the louie
Every bow weighed up to the t
Why you stingy wit the sauce when all this money free
I love my city but Im still tryna make it outta here
If you really in the streets its gon leave you wit a lot of tears
Me and bro locked in we been sliding for a lot of years
Dont get shot cuz aint no doctors here
If you think you fucking wit me you can not compare
Im a real one I really do the shit I say
They gon crop you out the frame
Im really up I can't complain
Its gon be another but we gon take that to the grave
Told y'all he a shooter but that nigga really lame
Im in a different bag now I was trapping out Grams house
Niggas really out here pointing they mans out
Watch me spin the Mazi on Plymouth
Im tryna complete the mission
I wish people stay outta they feelings
I wish people stay outta my business
Dont tap in if you aint tryna purchase shit
Hang you like a ornament
We'll cause a lot of madness like the tournament
So nigga have that same energy
If we catch a opp in the club we not gon let him leave
I just wanna ball forever
Fuck talking we gon go and do it
Spent eight hunnit just for the louie
Every bow weighed up to the t
Why you stingy wit the sauce when all this money free
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Writer(s): Kenneth Daniels
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