Hey man I got a real short list of shit I to do Ya dig Get (Yeah) , Kick shit (I wanna ball, yeah) I just wanna ball, That's the list, nigga, it
I wanna ball in the wraith With your in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my God, leave it all when you're dead Leave your daughter the papers Fuck a till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, what them niggas doing you were getting going, I was getting to it
1] Put it down, bankrolls in the Was catching cases, before I got to get some good Lil homie asked me 'On God do you you came up?' I said you with every bitch who wearing lace front I don't like her, feel that way about of rappers I don't talk 'em Most niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they just talking loud Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it Hm problems understanding your logic, man Man, for four hundred, I'll take honey and tour London Get some money Don't believe it When your heard me Ain't no pun Military in the mansion Ain't no in it A rebel when I fucked bitch It ain't no in it Since my first I been serious Ain't no funny Bitch, ain't no funny No weapon, against me shall But it's to form Knew from the day I was born I'd in the Forum Ringing bells and horns when my named called I'm just a self made in the wraith though
I just ball in the wraith your broad in the way And I wanna, take my shot Praise God, leave it all when you're Leave your daughter with the Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you were going, I was getting to it [Verse 2: Yo I'm a boy legend Street reppin Not a stone in a watch, no on the necklace They say I'm reckless, yeah, I be Don't give a about no nigga who don't like me Know If I go to jail today, that bitch write me? No She gon' me? No, if a nigga go broke I bet a Wraith on the bowl In the kitchen, cold Six ounce, four pints, a superstove I had a plaque and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and bricks If it's in the wraith, got the titles in the safe Got the on deck, got the money for the case Truck, truck, Guns, guns, Me and Black , back to back cause that's my fam-o He a white man, him For his shit, she a check for the That's that out the shit
I just ball in the wraith With broad in the way And I wanna, take my shot God, leave it all when you're dead Leave your daughter with the a hater till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas Before you getting going, I was getting to it 3] Presidential In the slum with the Running up a bag, do it for 'em just to out Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at? game great, give it to her till she pass out This the real caine, add B12, baking soda Stretch a out a whole, and no details Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized they Now they rich and you just get it out the Now he ridin' in the Royce Came out the bottom, now he making ain't no boy Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never nothing Trappin', flippin' work till come up on a whole one Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga Yeah, See it on my face, I'm just a nigga riding ridin under Wraith stars I just ball in the wraith With broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my God, leave it all when you're dead Leave daughter with the papers Fuck a till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, what them niggas doing Before you were getting going, I was to it