We Ball

Go
Issa go
Go, go, from the go
Bae just me if it's real
Screaming go, mm, mm
She like money just like me, we getting green so issa a go
Mask up like Halloween, popout in ski you think I'm smoke
Everybody need this money
Why you think you need it more
I'm just tryna find my speed, cause to me they moving slow
Designer K, that's till I die
Some shit I rock won't even come out
Ass up, face south
Bitch ain't shit to talk about
You ain't even my main bitch
I don't wanna hear your mouth
I'm a beast you can't tame
A nigga you can't figure out
I'm finna go back to my old ways
I dare a bitch to trip, I switch her out
Rotate
Ayy, aye
Speaking of them old days
Fuck every teacher that was tweaking when I showed late
And it's the drugs, don't take it personal
I don't remember your name
I'm in my brain exploring
But I can't seem to find the fuck to give
These bitches boring, but I like you so tell me what it is
I ah give you more of me, but at this point don't think it's more to give
Bae just tell me if it's real
I got trust issues
I can't trust the way I feel
If I don't trust you, would you still trust me still
Would you walk all on my heart if I told you I gotta heal nah

I say I only trust myself with all this shit and all this stress
I only trust myself, no I can't let em get the best of me
I'm looking in the mirror, staring at the one protecting me
I keep some weed around nigga I don't want no ecstasy
I say, gotta stay up off the net
She complaining bout a text
They not aiming at your vest
Fuck around hit your face and leave a mess

Mal
Oh
We ball
You know
Now



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Writer(s): Jamal Ware
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