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Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm
Ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team
I should join the league
NBA, never broke again
Never going

three, and they pine green
Not in my league, behind me, they can't get by me
Run it they ain't catching me, I'm in first they after me
Told my gang we got

petite
All I know is eat by any means 
I'm from the streets
Made it out the streets
Got alot of problems 
None of them is beef
I'm about to pop like

Pop another xan I'm boutta throw a fucking tantrum
Empty out the clip turn that boy into a carcass
Running down the fade I'm the shooter James Harden

by demons
These vices, I, vices I
Day and night, every day
These vices I crave
Day and night, every day
These highs what I chased
Instead of my dreams

tantrums
The love of the money
Bring out colors
Like they startin a fashion
I Stay out the mix
Ink my fix
Write a lyric
Blaze a trail, huh
One in mill
A rare

Guard Your Grill

Naughty by Nature

Naughty by Nature

1991

Illtown, down the hill

[Chorus]

[Vin Rock] 
This goes out to the 118th Street Posse
My man J Scratch in the house, ya know what I'm saying?
And oh

in yo league
Well I don't got no plans, On letting you kill me and leave
Yu gone take it out of greed
And I'm gone let you think I grieve
I always

Yeah
Major League Player nigga
Nick n Wicck in this hoe

Hall of Famer level player when I be on the move
Coconut water out the shell while she

I been working getting my dollars
Chasing my dreams since I was a toddler
Don't trail path's that was told by your father
Should I stop or should I

moanin, rippin' scales like
Uh huh, uh huh
I said I see you out here
Shakin' by yourself
Lookin' lonely
She said my girl's stepped
But my drink a be my

The minstrel played the carillon and the king called for a feast
Subjects gathered in the hall to hail a new found peace
At the head of the table by

and its staring in my face got damn
Tryna by girl a rafe got damn
Get a 100k and put it in a safe got damn
You got nun say got damn
Cause money still

in the league (We in the league)
Now I just feel like I'll lose it it's always a struggle to find my identity
Bring up the energy, when I be rapping
I

better by the day, classic
I get better with age, classic
I will never go away, classic
See I paved my own lane, classic
Niggas be straight whining,

dap
Let's get to the facts, I run' it up to the max
Ballin' like I'm in the lead
It ain't no cap in my rap
No I can't give you no dap
They out of luck,

ya bitch
I count my bread in advance
I don't need help with it
I pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought
I'm still scoring like the answer
She call

a deal (Simoleons)

Made it by my lonely (Rest up)
Got some stripes like Tony (Tiger)
You can tell I'm funny cause they watching me like Sony (Movie)
Bitch

sell ya bitch
I count my bread in advance, I don't need help with it
I pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought
I'm just scoring like the Answer

facts put in the filler well that's how my rap is
We started from grass, I grown to a tree, that's prolly because we're not in the same league
Learn rap

compare himself to me but he ain't even in my league/

They call me Jackie Robinson the way I knock it out the park/
You in the pool with fishes while I'm

Wreck League, check, protect ya neck
Stop the presses, I stress the second guesses
Punks jump up, we ain't stressin
Just aggressive by fear to beat

I'm feeling extra serotonin
Running in my pulmonary
Arteries I'm mister clean
Im out of all the energy
Thats negative inside of me
I'll relegate Osama

Uhhh
Some days I really do picture myself up in the big leagues
Dancing with all the stars tango or waltz like I'm Disney
Hanging out with