I'm ballin' so now she callin' Layin' nice in the trap with a pack hop on my island Nowadays
My block so high, the block so high And there's rules to this game, don't cross no side Don't cross that side
That bitch on my line and she callin', tell your girl to stop stalkin' Ten months in the cage like a beast, and I still fuck your girl often
Never broke again.
Cause I'm in the NBA balling.
For being famous.
I'd rather be rich.
Foreign with ballet pocket.
All my niggas break bread.
Fly old, can you run up a track?
Got a track to connect.
She want time, but I'm chasing a track.
Or walk for the guys.
Four sticks, two whips, so we drive.
Southside, get it live.
And I only put my trust in the guys.
I hop out.
I pull up.
No face, no case.
Getting full up.
I figure out my dog's doing ages.
Nike step
On the pavement, I put in so much work in my past life I fucked your Gary Adams last night, I hit it and go I'm chasing the cash, she chasing my dough And I cannot fold
So I keep the clacker beside me And niggas they used to be broke, they tryna lie me
And bitches that I help to glow, they tryna slime me.
That's why I just stay on the road, so everybody's beside me.
I'm ballin'.
So now she callin' Layin' ice in the trap of the pack, I put my all in Nowadays
My block so hard And there's roots in this game Don't cough no fog
Now she callin', cause I'm ballin' Late night in Traverse, work up on my island
He broke, stop talking.
Shots in your face, I be boxing.
So I build up after I'm off it.
Smoking that off got me coughing.
Take off.
I open doors like a locksmith.
You either double or you lost it.
Like, what did you do with your profit?
Running from the fence, but I won't toss it.
All of my niggas, they on it.
All of your niggas are not it.
You know my niggas is something.
I count up the cash that's on harness.
All of this gold, all of this cash, it attracts you whole.
Call me Pablo, cause I get it for the love.
Mask on my face, strap on my waist like once we smoke.
I could pull up like a ghost, or pop up like a shadow.
I look like Fetty when I tour, cause when I open, when I close, my niggas they solid for sure.
So I cannot switch on my bro.
Some niggas might switch for a hoe.
The only thing I switch the color of my door.
Nike stepping me and BG on road.
I don't care where haters cause half of them broke.
Pull up.
Hoppo.
I could meet your nigga Joppo.
OT, I'd be on a cash show.
I think they mad I got a bag now.
I think they might have got it back now.
Take off.
Hit a scene, I'm laughing.
Money dancing.
We couldn't have it.
You give all static.
I ran up a check and I stashed it.
I could fuck your hoe, but I passed it.
Bro with me in traffic.
You know that we have it.
She fuck with my gang cause my nigga savage.
She know we ballin' harder than your average.
Pull up, hop out of the web and we splash it.
Take off.
I'm balling, so now she calling.
Laying nice in the trap of the pack, I put my all in.
Nowadays, my block so hot.
And there's roots to this.
Don't cough no time, don't cough that time.
I'm ballin', so now she callin'.
Lay nice on the track with a pack up on my island, my island.
Nowadays, my block's so hot, my block's so hot.
And there's roots to this.
Don't cuss no time.
Don't cuss that time.
