Lyrics:
match (Ah)
And when you get over the thresh, you gotta ball it turns to a match (Aah)
Who is now winning who is going out sad? (Huh)
Make a three-pointer,
remember I’m the shit
And you niggas flies
I feel like the man that broke bread
Just tryna feed his people
Then he got snaked by his guy
In this world
We agree to disagree
Stick around for too long is misery
They singing my song it's meant to be
Been gone for too long are you missing me?
Don't let
Myk on the mic
Till mama smiles
MA
Leroy
Damn am a hero
BOAKYE
Nigga them be wishing you in advance in our birthdays and things
But anytime we need
on the honeys at the vending machine
One hitters, tray dinners, all you need's an id
Plaid pajama bottoms or plaid pleated skirts
everything you girl's wear
my bed
Don't wear no vests, if you
Gone shoot for the head
Someone best end up all dead
Talking like Pablo
If there's a problem we gonna solve
It with
Nigga we a share a plate
If them thangs I'm then we going state to state
I know the real you, you wouldn't bust a grape
Nigga wear yo cape, Nigga where
And my niggas on the block, got one income
That's from breakin boulders down to rocks
But we were all born to be dead
Why you wanna wear a vest when
like they don't fuck with me, they watch my every move
Bitch, it's me and Q Da Fool, we ain't cool, wear your tool
You ain't no fuckin' stepper, where
run out
Sun burn out and all hell freezes over
When Babylon fall, I'll be by the shoulder
Of the Most High
Laughing my balls off like good riddance
And between what you hear and what is spoke
Say they by your side, shit's a mother fucking joke
Packing agendas like a sharp knife to ya throat
Hear it when I
grandmamma who was passing down trauma from her deadbeat in-law
Who was raised by a man with two bruised hands
You ask me, this is all his fault
Mary left
shmurda shit just like we Bobby
This rap shit just ain't easy
For this shit you need a body
Baby girl got freckles on her face
Look like a cookie
And why
One, two, three, four
Humidex of 40
Global fucking warming
You don't gotta wear any clothes tonight
Temperature is rising
Beer is appetizing
Feels
A superstar to me is a respected individual
Who understands the role they play in society
And wears that like a tailored suit
Not just a hat that
with a lame
I ball like I'm Dame
They say that I'm harmless, "Davis wouldn't hurt a fly"
But if you touch my brothers, homie you gon' have to die
So I'll
Sister of sin
Kill your kin
Steal their story
Strip their glory
And bury the past
Their names won't last
Don't let faithfulness desert you
Wear it like
Know they'll never pay up
Gas me up, you know that get me cocky
During photoshoots I wear no makeup
Environment, I'm a product
Father Yucky will forsake
all day
Your waiting for my call coz you know how I ball
Live by the sword for the rise and the fall
Rise and the fall heavenly highs before the devil
We got a love and hate relationship
I simply go above and beyond to escape this shit
I’m pleading my case to deaf ears
Just to say I had the balls
to get offended
I got that Purp by zone
Stinking up my brand new fendi
I got my baby mama
Someone that they wish they had
I got my baby coming
She cant
she got no problems Spending my dollars
On Gucci and fendi And Louis and Prada
Hoping I'll ball out
Cause she think she pretty Now what could I see in
k?
You levied such a heavy toll
Once I thought I would be swole
Now I can hardly move at all
I can barely lift a ball point pen
Man cannot live
on the game
Need a diaper
No pull up
Niggas wanna try us
No drive bys
We do walk ups
Promise this ain't what you want
Militant how we suit up
Not in to making
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