Ball Forever (Explicit)-EST Gee

Ball Forever (Explicit)

歌手:EST Gee

时间:2020-12-18

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Ball Forever (Explicit) - EST Gee

Lyrics by:George Stone III/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers

Composed by:George Stone III/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

I done been a foot soldier

General and a businessman

Show you how to make a hundred

G's bein' a middle man

Unicorn a street n***a who rap

'Bout what he really did

N***as talk but never slid can't

Catch him we get his friend

N***as wake up smoke and ****

They ***** and play the internet

Telling y'all a different story

We know what it really is

Shame these n***as lame live with'

They ***** and don't take care they kids

Hatin' don't even phase me

I was trappin' getting shipments in

I just got the low from yo'

Lil' ho I'm finna send 'em in

My lil' n***as Navy deals

I ain't need no label deal

I ain't make no money off my music

I got paper still

Why I can't quit takin' pills Ease

Your mind when makin' kills

Opp n***as hear my voice and heard

That noise I know it gave 'em chills

Just a coach you play the field

I motivate the streets for real

Don't throw it up if you don't bang for it

Gang culture started with' my

Bloods and take the blame for it uh

Blood diamonds on me I paid pain for it

Cold nights bowls of ice

Don't ask me what I'm paying for it

Ask bae see if I love you

You can know whatever

I sold my soul back in September

We gon' ball forever

I passed that load out to my n***as

We gon' ball forever

I made a promise not to play

If we couldn't ball together

If I quit rap I still got

A whole house I can serve out

I'm the team captain spinnin' for it

However it turn out

Waterboys hit all y'all whores

Sweating this Perc out

I was really tryna get to know

Her first but it ain't work out

Riding filthy with a clean blower

Send you to the Lord

Devil calling I don't hit ignore

I'm like what you doing tryna score

Just make sure you sure that you wanna do it

Only one of us gone make it out

Alive to tell the story

If we let you over here with us

Then you can never switch sides

Fat boy hit a drift slide

Out the window lettin' that stick ride

I'ma give 'em all blues for you

Like we got Crip ties

He knew he was wrong when

I caught on he tried to dick ride

Forty on the opp we call him Shawn Kemp uh

Feds pick up my folder I ain't

Folding n***a free Lil' Wem

Rappers can't compare theyself to

Me if they ain't sold a brick

I hung out windows comfy with that stick

It got a shoulder grip Brr brr

Don't throw it up if you don't bang for it

Gang culture started with my

Bloods and take the blame for it uh

Blood diamonds on me I paid

Pain for it

Cold nights bowls of ice

Don't ask me what I'm paying for it

Ain't no question if I love you

You can know whatever

I sold my soul back in September

We gon' ball forever

I passed that load out

To my n***as we gon' ball forever

I made promise not to play

If we couldn't ball together

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