[Chorus: 2 Breezy]
Seem like y’all wanna fall
All I do is ball (Ball)
Me and dawg break the law
You won’t see us crawl (Nah)
[Verse 1: 2 Breezy]
(Nah, you won’t see us crawl)
Take my shit, build it up, ain’t no architect (Yeah)
Cut your profits, get my bread, it’s unprofited (Yeah, yeah)
Craft the image, put it down, then I market it (Market)
Straight from the bottom, now you see I’m poppin’ shit (Pop)
On a plane, gotta chain, yeah, we hit that lick (Lick)
Like I’m Huncho, OVO, yeah, I flip the switch (Flip it)
Makin’ music for the kids, that’s just all I did (Yeah)
In the back, with the pack, flexin’ with the wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta see, gotta see what they want from me (What?)
Can’t let ‘em take control, I’m the prophecy (Woah)
Ain’t no holdin’ back, you know how it work with me (Yeah)
Had to find all this time, madе it fit like keys (Yeah, yеah)
Gotta stick with the route, yeah, you finna see (Ah)
Stayin’ up through the night, drinkin’ Hennessy
[Verse 2: Elijah Goldsmith & 2 Breezy]
Yeah
I sippin' Hennessy like it was lemonade
Now I think that I am finished
It started at 10pm, drinkin' 'til 6
And the women I'm with at the moment continue to sip
And they already tipsy but don't give a shit
Passed me the joint again and again, I told 'em that I quit
I'ma take a couple hits of this blunt that I rolled in under a minute
Okay, no I didn't
I'm drunk as a motherfucker, I admit it
Motor skills just a little diminished
But I can hold the liquor in until I go fuck with the linen
And I don't feel sick yet
I stay as real as it gets, man
She said she never been this lit
I said "You will not ever again, bitch"
You might wanna take a few pictures so you will not ever forget this
I gotta go down a hit list
And the only thing my hoe wants is this dick
I wasn't raised to be stingy
Plus I'm boutta step out of the city
Look up and see me on a big J
Tune in to see us on a big screen
Lookin’ back, certain things, gave me energy (Yeah)
Now I stay focused, bitch
You can’t fuck with me (Nah)
No matter what you do, now matter if you boo (Ooh)
I got back on the road, on the go, no Pikatchu (Yeah)
If you mess with crew, we might have to come for you (Yeah, yeah)
OTL, back on the block, we get the money, bitches (Yeah, yeah)
I just pop out and you know I’m swervin’ for the bitches (Yeah)
I just pull up with the gang, never, ever switchin’ (Never, ever)
Ballin’, 312, feelin’ like I’m Scottie Pippen (Yeah)
If I see the party lame then you know I’m dippin’ (Yeah)
[Chorus: 2 Breezy]
Seem like y’all wanna fall
All I do is ball (Ball)
Me and dawg break the law
You won’t see us crawl (Nah)
[Bridge: 2 Breezy, Holy Name of Mary Choral Family & Elijah Goldsmith]
Tryna move to LA, I'ma get in motion
I don’t care what you say, y’all be actin’ bogus (Y'all be fuckin' fake)
502 where I’m from, always reppin’ that shit
Even when I’m gone, I’ma still be reppin’ that shit
Give us what we really really need (Ayy, give us, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Give us what we really really need (Ayy, yeah, give us)
[Verse 3: Elijah Goldsmith & 2 Breezy]
Ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy
When life give me lemons, I come out the kitchen with juice
And then I go sip in the booth
For the kid got unlimited moves
It's just the beginning and I don't give a shit who disapprove
All I ever tryna do is improve, prove
And I'ma stay true to the proof
You stupid, hatin'
I think if you knew, if you snooze then you lose
Sippin' on Goose in the booth, I get loose
They hearin' the tunes and they knew he could do it
Purchased a new whip for mama, get rid of the Buick (Yeah)
Don't make a difference, go 'head, you can ridicule
I'ma keep shootin' my shot
I been hoopin' since way before middle school
I don't got time for you little fools
Y'all are just pitiful
I'ma movin' on to the bigger moves
Gotta invest in yourself, that shit critical
What do opinions do?
Nothin' but take the attention away from the bag that your ass should be gettin' to
And your lil' obstacles stuck in my way when we gettin' moves
You know what Drizzy said, I need the "Lump sum and residual"
I treat the process like my ritual
You a fake, boy, you a fake, boy (Fake)
You a fake, boy, get out my lane, boy (Get out)
Drop the top, goin’ insane like I am Bane, boy (Yeah)
We just started all this shit and I want fame, boy (Yeah, yeah)
In my bottle, I got 4 O’s like my weed, boy (Boy)
'Member back in school, I was trappin’, so many fiends, boy (Yeah)
I been dreamin’, cleanse my body ‘cause the demons (Yeah)
Everything come back around like the seasons (Karma)
Better get your ass in line, get in sequence (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta get real close to me to know my secrets
[Chorus: 2 Breezy]
Seem like y’all wanna fall
All I do is ball (Ball)
Me and dawg break the law
You won’t see us crawl (Nah)
