Lyrics:
everywhere, tell the truth you wouldn't dare
Cross me like the gold you wear
Soulo flow like the solar flare in the open air
So much smoke that I'm comatose,
turn your back, the ho is blinkin'
Winkin' her eye at another nigga
But you got her locked down, so you figure
Ho wears your jewelry every goddamned day,
you?
Stay out of folks business if
It don't involve you when you on the grind
Be careful who you talk to
I've been grinding so long that
I think my balls
'em in your world
Niggas all dogs? If niggas all dogs, then what you call broads?
Felines in heat, meowing for some yarn balls
Now you and her done
daddies, mommy why don't I?
And so I wear waterproof mascara
There's things you shouldn't see when you're a kid
Thank God they make waterproof mascara
never got caught up in the streets
I do this for my sister Briana she the OG
I'm looking forward to the day she gets out and free
If I told you I'm high
hoes
Come from the South and no doubt I wear jibo's and polo's
Everything I ride is chrome and mo-mo's
can't' trust a few, cause that's a no no
You
shit a lesson you want ball fast
I don't wanna die young
I'm sipping liquor everyday fucking my mind up
You say you really by my side so is you riding
the DVD
And said Michael is there something that you need to say to me?
Well I don't know how to tell you.
You can tell me any
Thing that you want
when you on the court
Wear a glove don’t be shooting clubs
Pay the Uber not child support
Move milly when you playing jenga ‘fore the blocks fall down
your invested me heavily
Send me money coz
I'm wanted by enemies
Wagwan What you saying
What's Good
My guy's so hood
They wear trackys in shoobs
Make
rep 13
Wear 13
Like pg on the pacers
Funny how I rap now use to want to be a ball player
I use to want play for the Lakers
Now I'm just getting this
looking clear
why I wanna be a hero so bad
That'd I'd risk my whole life in fear
That I'd never fit inside a pair
Of shoes
I know I'd prolly never wear
payed a fee for the D I ain't no volunteer
We ain't bros you by mad I'm on I feelin like abel
Member watching dvds we ain't have cable
You see me trynna
get life i get hope
And i get more reasons not to bother
So i say Lord
I thank you Lord for the clothes wey i wear you make sure i no beg o
Thank you
set to ill
Buggin' , cold havin' a ball
And somethin' 'bout Elm Street was the movie we saw
The way it started was decent
You know, nothin' real fancy
called
Decide if you fall
Or have to wear a thought or
Break a side of the law and fight for yours
We a hundred deep
Don't give a fuck 'bout your capacity
I ball like Sandlot
At your neck like ascot, yeah
All these rap niggas actors, you scared go to your pastor
One juggin’ ass lil’ bastard, she say fuck
figure out what I'ma wear
Ball hard got a lot of air
Freak hoe with a lot of hair
Talk shit without a care
Turned myself to the money man
Made a flip then
Too turnt in this two door
Ball hard like a JUCO
Big boss no Hugo
It's a noose end of the loophole
A lot of niggas ain't got heart
And that's
fists clinging
Check my KD, I ball like AD, she my war baby
Where do you know me from, I’m the real OG
Dump me, nah you trippin, got the tape on DVD
Look
clean
Ball 'til you fall
Don't let 'em monitor your millions, get 'em all
Gotta stay hands on, heavily involved
Try to handle your business and stay
that's my minivan, blasting Sufjan Stevens, going easy on the gas, Go Diego DVD playing in the back, head to tee-ball, gymnastics, soccer or art class,
back off back off bitch
I pitch jaws and drop 'em like a flat sang
I spit raw and got you pussies slack brain
R.I.P. jaws R.I.P. jaws
I skid off y'all
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