Baller's Pick

I just did a show Still gon' turn that city up, but I still
Feel cold I don't like the way I feel, I don't feel
In control what I feel like giving everything just for my soul

We can't be the same

I can't let him fuck me over, he could take the fame
I been talkin' to you, you don't even act the same
It ain't what it is, I ain't the type to blame you
Fly away, I hit that switch
Niggas try to play me aint give credit, but

I'm too legit I been goin' crazy, I been sendin' like a baller's
Pick Niggas ain't the type to pick, but y'all niggas
Counterfeiting There was no pot to piss in
They gon' ask me how I did it, but ain't seen the vision

Niggas steady askin' questions, but don't ever listen
I been shinin' my appearance, you know you see it



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