NBA
• Written by AntonioJeter
All of my niggas ball no NBA
Came up you niggas did not wanna stay
Now you see all of this bread and you in my face
Not in my gang you don't have a place
Swervin' through traffic you cannot race
Embrace the praise i get from my fans
Fuck all of you niggas i am the man
Back at it again with the white vans
Silent moves you can't know my plans
Diss me you diss the squad
I threw that cash she turned into a thot
3 point lane imma take my shot
You envy what the fuck i got
Don't know how the fuck i bought
It don't need a damn card shit
got racks can't fit in my wallet
i said we gonna come up nigga i called it
slick moves no ballet
don't wanna park call up my valet
another hit record call DJ Kalhed
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AntonioJeter
Member since February 23 2014