Here to Ball

Yuh
Beat drop like POP!
You already know yeah I made it with rocks
Ima go with no reason that makin me stop
Hire a chef cause they make it chop

Game is on, but I winning tho
I ain't do no wrong, I be singing yo
We just here to ball, I ain't kidding bro
Like I'm in a mall, sellin' kitchen stoves
Drake isn't my roll model
Be like Eminem he a soul stopper
Be like me, I got a cold motto
Yuh
Getting it back with the beat
Ima rap then retreat
Ima Hop on the charts and there is some heat
I'm getting real far like a trip out to Greece
Getting awards in a ceremony
Getting the green but ain't cutting down trees
That is some flow ima tell you my G
Rapping OG
This ain't no stolen stuff don't bother me
Yuh
Don't bother me I told ya
Bringing the bars I said hold up
Pop out with two racks and a Loui V bag
That is a rap
That ain't no cap Yuh
Hold up pass
Hold up crash
Holding up all of this traffic
Holding up all of the crashes
Technically
I got respect in me
Bout to pop off like I got 20 racks on me Yuh
Don't wanna mess with me Nah
In a show not no sesame Yuh
That's what they said to me Yuh
Go on and on like nobody knows how make all the bands like me Yuh
You ain't a friend, but you ain't an enemy Yuh Yuh Yuh Yuh

Beat drop like POP!
You already know yeah I made it with rocks
Ima go with no reason that makin me stop
Hire a chef cause they make it chop

Game is on, but I winning tho
I ain't do no wrong, I be singing yo
We just here to ball, I ain't kidding bro
Like I'm in a mall, sellin' kitchen stoves
Drake isn't my roll model
Be like Eminem he a soul stopper
Be like me, I got a cold motto
Yuh
Getting it back with the beat
Ima rap then retreat
Ima Hop on the charts and there is some heat
I'm getting real far like a trip out to Greece
Getting awards in a ceremony
Getting the green but ain't cutting down trees
That is some flow ima tell you my G
Rapping OG
This ain't no stolen stuff don't bother me
Yuh
Don't bother me I told ya
Bringing the bars I said hold up
Pop out with two racks and a Loui V bag
That is a rap
That ain't no cap Yuh
Hold up pass
Hold up crash
Holding up all of this traffic
Holding up all of the crashes
Technically
I got respect in me
Bout to pop off like I got 20 racks on me Yuh

Hard rhymes hard times I be singing my soul
Back up like I'm playing for the pick and roll
Dance along I ain't giving no Rick or Roll
All these bands I be playing this in sicko mode
Mess with me you gon eat the dirt
Grass on me like I was here first
Racks on me got gold on my shirt
Air max me right out of the earth
Yuh
Beat so dark
Like obsidian
Food at the mart
Don't get rid of it Yuh
We just here to ball man



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Cratin
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