Hey man I got a real list of shit I like to do Ya dig Get (Yeah) , Kick (I Just wanna ball, yeah) I just ball, yeah the list, nigga, that's it
I just wanna in the wraith With your in the way And I wanna, I'ma my shot Praise God, it all when you're dead your daughter with the papers Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you getting going, I was getting to it
1] Put it down, in the neighborhood Was catching cases, before I got to get paper good Lil homie asked me 'On God do you know you came I said you deal every bitch who wearing lace front I don't like her, that way about alot of rappers I don't about 'em Most these niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they 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 more money Don't believe it When your heard me Ain't no pun Military in the mansion no runnin' in it A when I fucked that bitch It ain't no in it Since my first I been serious Ain't no business Bitch, ain't no funny No weapon, against me shall But it's welcome to from the day I was born I'd perform in the Forum Ringing bells and horns when my named called I'm just a made nigga in the wraith though
I just ball in the wraith your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my Praise God, leave it all you're dead Leave your daughter the papers Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, what them niggas doing Before you getting going, I was getting to it 2: Yo Gotti] I'm a boy legend form reppin Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't a fuck about no nigga who don't like me Know If I go to today, that bitch gon' write me? No She gon' me? No, if a nigga go broke I bet a on the super bowl In the kitchen, super Six ounce, four pints, a superstove I always had a and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and some If it's stars in the wraith, got the in the safe Got the lawyers on deck, got the for the case Truck, truck, Guns, guns, Me and Black Youngsta , to back cause that's my fam-o He a man, kill him For his shit, she want a for the That's out the North shit
I just ball in the wraith With broad in the way And I wanna, take my shot Praise God, leave it all when you're your daughter with the papers Fuck a till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what niggas doing Before you were going, I was getting to it 3] Presidential In the slum the hairnet up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at? Dick game great, it to her till she pass out This the real caine, add B12, pour baking a quarter out a whole, and no details Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized they Now rich and you just get it out the Blue Now he in the Rolls Royce Came out the bottom, now he more ain't no boy Always a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing Trappin', flippin' work they come up on a whole one Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me Niggas rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga Yeah, See it on my face, I'm just a real nigga ridin under Wraith stars I just wanna ball in the With broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my Praise God, leave it all when you're Leave daughter with the papers a hater till the day I die Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas Before you were getting going, I was to it