Ball
Lyrics
I've been laying on my back all day
I done tripped on myself
Yeah I'll be okay
From down to the tip to the NYC
I got a dime in the bag
I ain't talk that green
Been a broke ass
Since slurpees
Yeah I'll change that
Hands burnings
They fiend for
A green back
Got a clip snap
So thin like
A chip snack
Break kit kat
I'm bent
Cause I keep sad
Shimmy shimmy y'all ugh
Trying to free fall
Trying to get loose
Can't think small
Dreaming so tall
I just want to ball
No fade dog
Just tomahawk
No shopping
No catalog
Credit low
Like the tank in my own car
Finna count
All the change
In my coin jar
Stack low
Cut back
Like credit cards
Ugh
I got things I can't speak on
Late night can't sleep
Got demons
Cold feet
When I start
Can't finish
Just wait
Costar
Said I'm winning
Run it back
Run it back
Don't finish
I was balling
In my sleep
Had millions
Run it back
Run it back
Don't finish
I was balling
In my sleep
Had millions
Run it back
Run it back
Don't finish
I was balling
In my sleep
Had millions
Shimmy shimmy y'all ugh
Trying to free fall
Trying to get loose
Can't think small
Dreaming so tall
I just want to ball
No fade dog
Just tomahawk
Shimmy shimmy y'all ugh
Trying to free fall
Trying to get loose
Can't think small
Dreaming so tall
I just want to ball
No fade dog
Just tomahawk
Writer(s): Marcus Narro
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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