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I'll be balling till I'm 88
(They be calling me...)
I'll be balling till I'm 88
They be calling me a walking bucket in the game
Whether it be distance or right up in the paint
I be shooting shots, make it right up in their face
Get out the way
I ain't playing games now, I'm going in the lane
Making fuckers slip 'n' slide, I got them wearing skates
Yeah, Yeah you talk shit online but can't say it to the face
While my bros slide and catch opps without leaving a damn trace
Age sixteen, I never froze
Mother fuckers, yeah they gone' know
Homie never did drugs before, but now he out there serving coke
Now he out there looking broke
That shit is sad man
Can't focus on that though, I gotta get in my bag man
I gotta get on they' ass
My opps down bad
They can't face the fact that their homie passed
I'm gonna be the best, I put that on my dad
All these bitches, they hate me, but hoes think I'm rad
Got a bottle of OJ
And a bottle of Chardonnay
Pulling up to they party with some bad hoes (Yeah)
On me (Yeah, uh aye)
I'm looking straight
My opps they look gay
Mother fucker I pull up on their ass like wait
Nah for real
Nah for real, just might go pop me a pill
Know that shit it's finna heal the pain that I got cause it's so real
Yeah for real'
Nah for real, Last year just saw the homie killed
Bro ain't even make it on the news so tell me how I feel
I'll be balling till I'm 88
They be calling me a walking bucket in the game
Whether it be distance or right up in the paint
I be shooting shots, make it right up in their face
Get out the way
I ain't playing games now, I'm going in the lane
Making fuckers slip 'n' slide, I got them wearing skates
Yeah, Yeah you talk shit online but can't say it to the face
While my bros slide and catch opps without leaving a damn trace
Got into this song getting near the top
Getting clout like the migos no raindrop, droptop
But the bars hard that they wanna make the fakes drop dead
Till I'm making more songs at my bus stop
Nah, but f*ck that bro
Nowadays I got high hopes
Nowadays I got many men that wanna take away my soul
They hate how I'm up next they don't wanna count the score
Cause little bitch I'm fucking winning while these rappers be getting poor
I see that their getting sore
So I'm coming in kicking in doors
Little bitch it's my time I'll get my bag with a goatee
And right now I'm paying my fees hoe
Soon that won't be me though
Keep on looking for green bro
Keep staying down ten toes
I'll be balling till I'm 88
They be calling me a walking bucket in the game
Whether it be distance or right up in the paint
I be shooting shots, make it right up in their face
Get out the way
I ain't playing games now, I'm going in the lane
Making fuckers slip 'n' slide, I got them wearing skates
Yeah, Yeah you talk shit online but can't say it to the face
While my bros slide and catch opps without leaving a damn trace
I'll be balling till I'm 88
They be calling me a walking bucket in the game
Whether it be distance or right up in the paint
I be shooting shots, make it right up in their face
Get out the way
I ain't playing games now, I'm going in the lane
Making fuckers slip 'n' slide, I got them wearing skates
Yeah, Yeah you talk shit online but can't say it to the face
While my bros slide and catch opps without leaving a damn trace

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