ballarena

All I want, da whole city to ball
And I still ain't get to up
But they all wanna see me fall
And I still can't say too much
I'm not feeling it, no not at all
Keep it cool and I won't get involved
Telling stories, they saying it all
Ain't playin at all
And I know dat why they on my dick
Every time i cry they say I'm lit
And they want dat style, they want dat shit
I was really down bad, I was on my dick
Now they showing fake love they can keep dat shit

All I want, da whole city to ball
All I want, da whole city to ball
And I want da whole city to ball
And I want da whole city to ball
And I want da whole city to ball
And I want da whole city to ball
And I want da whole city to ball
And I want da whole city to ball

Wait a minute let's talk about artistry
Cuz ion see no one on top of me
How he one and he looking like number three
To be honest I feel like they under me
This is pride, you wouldn't know what it means
Do it all by my own ion got a team
Came back, now I'm back onto better things
You'll get popped tryna humble me
Had to tell my bitch don't do too much
How much money I spent? too much
She like how many hoes? baby, i get enough
I put that money up, I let it run
Pay the price for the cat, cuz I just wanna fuck
Somebody tell em they ran outta luck
Cuz they reaching they hands and I dont give a fuck now
Tell dat hoe stop playing, Lil baby i touch down
And that boy on the run
When I catch his Lil ass he get gunned down
And I know that she mad, cuz I can really have some fun now
And its clear I'm the one now, yea its clear I'm the one now



Credits
Writer(s): Styles Croom
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