Word From Me

Pop a pill I feel like Hercules
Big booty bitch twerk for me
I know that ass isn't real but I swear to god
That's some good surgery
Niggas claiming they ain't heard of me
My pockets straight it ain't hurting me
And I ain't never work for a nigga
Tell them broke niggas come and work for me
Got a bag for them niggas
Bitch we been them niggas
Feel like killing nigga
Feel like flexing on them
Might take out a hunnid
Ask them niggas what it do
these brokes niggas make no sense
My dog still ain't got no sentence
Thank God I'm alive still winning
Fake smiles they be out here grinning
Sorry God I been out here sinning
Take time with a nigga
Be kind with a nigga
Stay down baby girl we can get it
When I was down man I was down in a hole
But now I'm up and I can do what I want
Givenchy kicking and Dior on my clothes
So much designer throw it on when I want

Hey
Balling out
Balling out
Balling out
But now I'm up and I can do what I want
Balling out
Balling out
Balling out
So much designer throw it on when I want
Hey

I was down and bad nigga
I ain't have a bag nigga
Got up of my ass
Had to take risk
We are not the same nigga
You don't understand winning
You don't got the plans nigga
You gotta sacrifice
Gotta do what's right
You gotta stack the bag nigga
You niggas sorry
Don't give a fuck
I get money regardless
VVS all on my neck I want flawless
Why can't you just let me love you lil darling
All of the fighting and arguing
I swear to God turn a young nigga heartless
Losing my dawgs made me heartless
We took that risk now we young niggas balling

Balling out
Balling out
Balling out
But now I'm up and I can do what I want
Balling out
Balling out
Balling out
So much designer throw it on when I want
Hey



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Writer(s): Eric Jones
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