Baller
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Spill my secrets to a priest these niggas can't handle it
N'matter how rich I'mma be I'm still gonna double it
Picked my music from the streets but never gon fumble it
Took my people out the streets forever gon die for them
And I'm Layin' the bars in the dark
Spittin like Cole and Kendrick Lamar
Oh wait I'm Cole, I'm Vader I'm Darth
I don't get the paper then I'd rather die
You thinking I'm out of my mind?
You thinking I'm joking tonight
You think I'm gon' leave you alive?
If I pull the trigger I'm blowing your mind
I'm forging my path and I'm making my way
I know where I stand can't compare me to them
I'm stopping for none gotta stick to the plan
I know that I'm young I'll one of them greats
We wilding but hands always clean got no wrap sheet
Gloves on and cameras dim at the crime scene
One of the realest the way that I run shit
Niggas fugazi don't matter they ain't shit
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Feel like everyone coming for me or they counting on me
Either way got no pressure I do it for me
Man I love you to death but don't fuck with my peace
I got money I'm free now I do what I please
Got a Benz and a Urus I drive with no keys
Yeah they love me now
And they say it loud
Yeah I'm funny now
And I don't know how
When tell'em a joke they be laughing now
Guess the money done turn me to Kevin Hart
Coz I'm fire and ice wanna see me now
No I won't get your bill so forget me now
Naah you left me to die why you begging now?
You better be ready I'm coming for you
Moving mountains on you
Pouring fire on you
And I'm all that you not yeah I'm better than you
You ain't ready for me you don't do what I do
And I find it so hard to relate
They say they my brothers in secret they hate
Nobody turn up for the grind
But they wanna pull up to club
Turning up with mariachi, sombreros on
We rocking the stage for the fame
The name
The game
The rave
The pay
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
The haters be losing they lame
They can't see my neck got a mane
When they see me moving they brace
They don't got a stake in the trade
I remember times when I woke
Oh my God I was broke
All I tried, to do was survive
I done made it all out the mud
I've been grinding so hard
If I'm dying tonight 'least I tried
I know For this life that I live
Nigga chances is slim
That I'm making it out with my rhymes
Tryna free myself from traditions, extinctions
Renditions turning me into exhibitions
Half of my crew got depression, anxiety, ADHD
Mahn we know how it feels
These mfckers weak but I'm Wicked
You think I'm gon lose then you trippin
I'm a dope smoker so I'm doper
Indica
Sativa
Don't give a fuck nigga pass me the reefa
Chasing the high with my music on Deezer
Name on the streets made it big I'm a winner!
If I'm leaving your set I'm a G get a spin-off!
Not evil, but conscience ain't clean I'm a sinner!
I'm going to heaven I prayed for forgiveness!
(Yeah)
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Spill my secrets to a priest these niggas can't handle it
N'matter how rich I'mma be I'm still gonna double it
Picked my music from the streets but never gon fumble it
Took my people out the streets forever gon die for them
And I'm Layin' the bars in the dark
Spittin like Cole and Kendrick Lamar
Oh wait I'm Cole, I'm Vader I'm Darth
I don't get the paper then I'd rather die
You thinking I'm out of my mind?
You thinking I'm joking tonight
You think I'm gon' leave you alive?
If I pull the trigger I'm blowing your mind
I'm forging my path and I'm making my way
I know where I stand can't compare me to them
I'm stopping for none gotta stick to the plan
I know that I'm young I'll one of them greats
We wilding but hands always clean got no wrap sheet
Gloves on and cameras dim at the crime scene
One of the realest the way that I run shit
Niggas fugazi don't matter they ain't shit
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Feel like everyone coming for me or they counting on me
Either way got no pressure I do it for me
Man I love you to death but don't fuck with my peace
I got money I'm free now I do what I please
Got a Benz and a Urus I drive with no keys
Yeah they love me now
And they say it loud
Yeah I'm funny now
And I don't know how
When tell'em a joke they be laughing now
Guess the money done turn me to Kevin Hart
Coz I'm fire and ice wanna see me now
No I won't get your bill so forget me now
Naah you left me to die why you begging now?
You better be ready I'm coming for you
Moving mountains on you
Pouring fire on you
And I'm all that you not yeah I'm better than you
You ain't ready for me you don't do what I do
And I find it so hard to relate
They say they my brothers in secret they hate
Nobody turn up for the grind
But they wanna pull up to club
Turning up with mariachi, sombreros on
We rocking the stage for the fame
The name
The game
The rave
The pay
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
Flick a wrist shoot a baby
What this nigga on?
Missed a shot and you complaining
Damn this nigga gone!
That nigga a shooter never missed a shot
He still lost
If Your team ain't moving with you
Don't matter if you do the most
The haters be losing they lame
They can't see my neck got a mane
When they see me moving they brace
They don't got a stake in the trade
I remember times when I woke
Oh my God I was broke
All I tried, to do was survive
I done made it all out the mud
I've been grinding so hard
If I'm dying tonight 'least I tried
I know For this life that I live
Nigga chances is slim
That I'm making it out with my rhymes
Tryna free myself from traditions, extinctions
Renditions turning me into exhibitions
Half of my crew got depression, anxiety, ADHD
Mahn we know how it feels
These mfckers weak but I'm Wicked
You think I'm gon lose then you trippin
I'm a dope smoker so I'm doper
Indica
Sativa
Don't give a fuck nigga pass me the reefa
Chasing the high with my music on Deezer
Name on the streets made it big I'm a winner!
If I'm leaving your set I'm a G get a spin-off!
Not evil, but conscience ain't clean I'm a sinner!
I'm going to heaven I prayed for forgiveness!
(Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Ckol, Ckol Official
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