Lyrics:
Ball like us
Intro:
I got that money you can’t fold up and put in ya pocket ya dig
That’s the cash I’m talking bout u know what I mean
Y’all cats
do eat
Play by rules and you might live
And I try to do this shit for the kids
But y'all got different prerogatives
And y'all rot in hell
And I dwell
fuck bitches by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on these niggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop 'em down
Every time I'm in the club these niggas is
fuck bitches by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on these niggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop 'em down
Every time I'm in the club these niggas is
inspirational
'Cause I was inspired by the greatest
And now I'm just spitting on the remix
I gotta finish the intro, but I'm just getting started
Imma go from
[Intro]
YC on the beat
[Chorus: Alshawn Martin]
Aye, I throw that money in the air
I told her bring it over here
She gon' throw it back
Imma throw
fade was a Caesar
you try to diss I'ma get destuctive
walk in with a bubble man I'm gonna bust it
one by one wack dancers I'm callin' off
yo Play see
call me Prospect, I'm one in a mil
One of the real, I rap but I still put a gun in your grill
I'm the reason why I catch you when your car breezin by
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
They actually want
The house smaller so they can be closer
To us
We plant the seed in the vine
All we need is sunshine
(Let me catch that, they say)
All
Young Hov in the house, it's so necessary
Green Lantern in the house, so necessary
Why you fronting on me? Is that necessary?
You know you've
Priesthood, Big you in the house, SoulStice
We gon' do this, stay focused
Yeah, I feel it, uh-huh
Yeah.. yeah, yo, yo
[Killah Priest]
The mouth
they're wearing dickies and house shoes
So what they wearing
What they wearing
Up early in the morning feeling pert
Think about the young fools that we
the sun or the house
martin or the plumber may seek warmer climes in winter yet these
are not strangers to our land.
GUARD #1: Are you suggesting coconuts
you just got out a cave, you'll be found by the Nav', motherfucker.
[Hook: LEINCAL]Chillin' in the fuckhouse, drug house, crack house,Here be my nigga
doc's, Martin don't love animals
Gonna go gorilla mode when fucked with by the criminals
Off the brim, off the record, my hat doesn't match the sweater
CRASHING AT THE PRINCIPAL HOUSE
WE STILL GET THE BAGS IN, YOU JUST GOTTA PAY MORE IF YOU WANNA LAST IN THE DROUGHT
HIS CUZ CROSSED 'EM LIKE KYRIE IRVING,
and down like a yo yo
With my pain
I said I'm up and down like a yo yo
With my pain
Sitting in this house of shame
Staring through my window pain (yea)
So
take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back
Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed
'Cause Martin Luther King had
Martin Luther, (I Had A Dream)
I'm connected to the Muslims like Malcolm X (By Any Means)""
""No matter how you live gotta live ya best, life is nothin'
mouth
That's a little intro about me
What is you about
I pay my debts
He can't never say i owe him
All due respect
I do my dirt all by my lonesome
sexy in dem leggings
She live by the code for her city she reppin
She work hard for her own she ain't leaving her weapon no
Big Glock 40 by her side she
Nintendo games
If you listen and pay attention I’m in a class all by myself
Feel like detention, nah
I’m just the line leader of the new school
Sicker than
purple drink
If I fall off again mayne, I'm runnin in the bank
You know I stay about that jacking, killing, robbing, and thugging
Whip ya head like cee-lo,
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