[Intro]
So much for sale
I been hanging with the ballers

[Hook]
If you look in my bitch [?]
If you wonder, yeah I’m shot callin’
I can’t fear no one but god
All I know is fucking ball
They can't pull your card if it’s real
Everything we did, it was destined
I talk from the soul, give ‘em chills
I promise I won’t fuck over my blessing
Already know the deal ‘cause she left with me
Download the pack, I’m finna have her pedaling
I popped up once them n***as slept on
So fortunate n***a, ay

[Verse 1]
N***as going hard on the boulevard, ay
Youngins bearing arms, they like fuck the law n***a
Fuck the judge and the court, show ‘em how to ball
My bitch mixed on her bomb head, bomb like Saddam
I’ma get the morgue ‘fore I fucking tell a soul
Glued to the past, words sticking to the code
Way too fucking hungry to be laid up with a ho
Fuck society, they told us that them n***as wouldn’t grow
Presidential green, give a fuck ‘bout who’s in office
How you posting gun emojis and you never even shot one?
Game recognize game and you looking unfamiliar
I can read it in your eyes and your fucking body posture
Caring good friend turned frequent bottle popper
Ready to die in the field, suicide bomber
I was just a dope boy, kicking dope for dollars
Thank the lord that we made it, and we strong, gon’ prosper
Yes, yes, yes

[Hook]
If you look in my bitch [?]
If you wonder, yeah I’m shot callin’
I can’t fear no one but god
All I know is fucking ball
They can't pull your card if it’s real
Everything we did, it was destined
I talk from the soul, give ‘em chills
I promise I won’t fuck over my blessing
Already know the deal ‘cause she left with me
Download the pack, I’m finna have her pedaling
I popped up once them n***as slept on
So fortunate n***a, ay

[Verse 2]
A lot’s at stake, no time to waste my n***a
Accept your fate, you’re gon’ be great
They tellin’ me that I’m next, the check is up the highest
Peaks you reached are solely death-defying
Don’t stop it so got to keep on climbing
The streets behind you
Pressure, please apply
Free Mo Weed and the plug can supply
About to stay silent until I die
Rather watch the baller blockers in the field
Play makers take it, always keep it on the swivel
I will not be caught sleep
N***as all the same, gotta go back to basics
Got to bring back the flavor, got to hold down the streets
Streets been fucked over, [?] count a dollar
Probably smashing on somebody’s daughter
Trapping [?] n***a, sorry mama
I been hanging with the ballers

[Hook]
If you look in my bitch [?]
If you wonder, yeah I’m shot callin’
I can’t fear no one but god
All I know is fucking ball
They can't pull your card if it’s real
Everything we did, it was destined
I talk from the soul, give ‘em chills
I promise I won’t fuck over my blessing
Already know the deal ‘cause she left with me
Download the pack, I’m finna have her pedaling
I popped up once them n***as slept on
So fortunate n***a, ay