We Be Ballin'

(My lyrics start at 0:26)

 

We gone keep ballin'

We gone keep rolling

Them Bitches label me a beast,

Cause they know i keep showin'

 

How's your life feel after all this damn depression,

We be ballin' hard nigga, we dont teach lessons.

 

Put me in the game coach, Put me in the game coach,

They hatin on me just like a sudden change coach.

They say they want the fury but they dont know where it hides,

Mine are Illegal yours just tries to tie.

 

We ball on top we ride till we die,

Nigga get some skills but you aint stealin mine.

I bet you think you feel like your winning this battle.

But my raps tear you down you the broncos im seattle.

 

Im a true black man rap is my game,

Im fucking your sister its kinda hard to complain.

Your trying to fight back but i got you covered,

Ill block yo ass out im neat, you studder.

 

Nigga I am a beast, a one of a kind legend,

My Raps are like a curveball and i got you kinda guessin'

If we battle again you better hope you said your blessings.

Nay-Nay I cheated death, But I still got you stressing.