Lyrics:
A nigga always in the trap house I call it home
I put the feelings by the side chasin' dream bag
Nd I was thinking of my life, shit made me pop a seal
I
on a lost golf ball
It's the perfect breezy night by a fountain while the light of day begins to fall
And I've got no one to call, and no one calls me.
It's
the wall (boom)/I swear I want it all (yep) brand new socks and draws with a chef on call (that's right)
Ima show you niggas how to ball (watch out) talked
mom's living room wall
Hey ma, maybe I'll give you a call
Psyche! You fucking bitch, suck a dick and two balls!
I'm giving you all my job descrip',
I’m all in I’m all in
It ain’t no off days we don’t call in
My niggas know that if I ball we ball-in
We did the ground work and stood on all 10
So if
what cha like
Self expression makes it health for self aiight [x3]
[Hook:]
To all my thrillas in the north (I can't call it)
To all my thrillas down
all facts
And if I ain't a real nigga what you call that
A, the only plan I make don't need a fall back
B, quiet for we send shit through yo ball cap
And he's number twenty six
I say ball up in this bitch
Call me Saquon Barkley
Saquon Barkley
I've been doing tricks
Call me Saquon Barkley
I grew up
I'm in performance mode yo
Yeah, yeah, I hear you
When it comes
Ima show you that I got it all
When it comes
Ima show these bitches how to ball
When
It can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah
Made my first buck
I ain't let it go to my head (Nope)
I can tell by a nigga
Lingo if he gettin'
Uh
I had to erase the good in all
Uh
Bitches want the 1 on 1, bitch I’m Kobe, I’ma hog
Made Top 10 when I got the call
No catch, I know you hit
first time in jail nigga gone need some friends
By the way youngster what's your name
You can call me killer on the streets its the dopeman
I'm A Mess
I'm So Different From The Rest
And I Stay In Your System
So You Can Call Me X
With Two Naked Ladies, On These Naked Ladies
They Get Crazy
stop)
Tappin' in your bank funds with the laptop (laptop)
Wanna own a block, before the ball drop (ball drop)
Arab Nazi puttin' hits on the cops
up
I saw what? Like ten of ya battles
You lost eight and the other
Two was a toss up
Do the math, if you try to throw
The punch you threw at Math, aw
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
ball
Banger almost fell off my pants by the way, she shakin' ass
broke ass aint get the pussy, he ain't even have the cash
,your brother died', you ain't
I'ma call you my junior
I can see they runnin' gimmicks (see that shit)
Cross me once, it's up, you finished
They gon' show they true intent (hey)
body on broaders, that's all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 figures on the floor
Double R and DR watched by Uptown security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's
motherfucker can you see?
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
Never bow down, let these other bitches crawl
I'm a Thug motherfucker and these Thugs only ball
Ain't no
motherfucker can you see?
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
Never bow down, let these other bitches crawl
I'm a Thug motherfucker and these Thugs only ball
Ain't no
mane, ever, mane
I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall
And tellin' every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin' to call
I want this shit
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