BLACKBALL (feat. CB Yess)
siapha
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Folk in my face I'm a superstar Niggas hang around cuz of who I are Get a lot of love cuz of what I got Say they happy for me but they really not Sell a lot of records and I roll a Benz All up in the spot now I'm losing friends All I wanna do is give the world my heart Record label try to make me compromise my art They wanna black ball a nigga But bitches love me wanna catcall a nigga I smoke an eighth like a black ball nigga Get off my, get off my black balls nigga Aye They wanna black ball a nigga But bitches love me wanna catcall a nigga I keep a tec like a bad call nigga Get off my, get off my black balls nigga Aye F*ck is poppin, all up in my duffle Niggas talking shit. Shit be sounding muffled That shit be seven fold but a nigga never buckle I'm laced with game to change the game, aye F*ck is going down yo I'm back up in this bitch, aye Run it Chris Brown like it's track up in this bitch, aye Real shit mixed up with some f*ck how you feeel shit Break a bitch down like a fraction in this bitch, aye (Gimme the loot! Gimme the loot!) Aye bitch I'm in pursuit I never lag Chase a bag like I'm out here playing tag Ain't shit funny but a nigga Jim Carrey The boy who lived so a nigga been Harry F*ck an Uncle Tom yo a nigga been Jerry See I'm all about the C.R.E.A.M. like a nigga Ben n Jerry They stay fucking with the browns and the blacks man I ain't fucking with you clowns like I'm Batman They wanna black ball a nigga But bitches love me wanna catcall a nigga I smoke an eighth like a black ball nigga Get off my, get off my black balls nigga Aye They wanna black ball a nigga But bitches love me wanna catcall a nigga I keep a tec like a bad call nigga Get off my, get off my black balls nigga Aye Who you know that got the booth and the block on lock and rock a flock of bad bitches cuz they jock it? (Who you know) Who you know that got the cops on patrol at the spot looking for us like it's hot cuz they jock it? (Yeah) I ain't do no wrong officer, it's been so long since I had to hit your phone like Damn where you at bitch I was at my home officer on the phone with my lady friend in Rome like Damn were you at bitch I can't save face with you I can't race with you You wonder why we don't share the same space with you Same place, different time zone Bitch, the rhyme zone is mind blown I keep the wine grown ripe like Mike in Red Black and white I'm ice cold looking through a glass ceiling with a colored blind fold and my eyes closed To all that bullshit they talkin' All that nonsense don't complement the mood that I'm rockin' They trying to keep the lights low They way I'm moving now it's looking like a dice roll (that's some shit I can't expect) I'm just trying to manifest shit in my soul, shit that I compose. Greedy hoes acting like they can't invest They wanna black ball a nigga But bitches love me wanna catcall a nigga I smoke an eighth like a black ball nigga Get off my, get off my black balls nigga Aye They wanna black ball a nigga But bitches love me wanna catcall a nigga I keep a tec like a bad call nigga Get off my, get off my black balls nigga Aye
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Written by: Caleb Bonds, Stephen Ndama Jr
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