BALLA' (ReWrite of Logi...
• Written by ONYM
Holla', let me make ya head spin
Let me make ya head spin
We got every kinda medicine
Anything you want at all...
Just ride with a mothafucka
Keep it real, never run for any other fucka, we run this town
Ballin' in the lo-do of D-Town, just off a 16th
With my partner and she loadin' points up by the teener
Need loyalty, just like the big homie Gio
He know we in the hotel room, stacking C-notes weighing kilos
We done fucked the game, making mad dough while you though
be comin' up shorter than Danny DeVito
making zero from your cut blow
You turnin' zero on the street, bro
We only countin' zeros when the commas inbetween em'
While we indeed defeat any who dare challenge our territory,
Wonderin' if I'ma ever get knocked off
Feelin' mad you cant ball brah, want the primo dope
Wish you played with the best moved better product
We at war, with ya team, ain’t no reason I'ma call it off
Loose another client, shout out to all my giants aight'
On the block everyday
Flippin' new blocks each and everynight
Everything is al-, everything is alright
[Bridge:]
It's Finally racks over everything
Shoutout to ma y runna's
What up though, Tweaka's
Yeah, day one shit right there
Holla', let me make ya head spin
Let me make ya head spin
We got every kinda medicine
Anything you want at all...
Oh my God, they plottin' and schemin'
These locals rather me not even breathin'
They tryna take my people away
They cant handle the game so I'm blessed everyday
And not blessed like I'm sneezin', I'm healthy and well
On top of my shipment and I'm not ever sinkin'
And I could just sit back and syack up the green
But can't spend a day without someone not comin' correct
Few collection problems, so I pressure more
My collectors are real goons
I'm a big baller with a short rope
But still wise enough to know to neva' cuff a cuff
I made somethin' out of nothin', im a flippin' magician
I'm doin' tricks sellin' drug, thats ma double mission
She tryna get another front she not pa-pa-payin' up
Don't sell to these rat snitches tryna cat-cat-catch me up
Body bag, fill-fill-fill it up
Talking to the police, boy stop
That's straight cop shit I boycott
Yellin' fuck the 5-0, state troops
Anybody with a badge, I don't even trust ma grandma
I got these good girls hoin' out
Get 60% on each there blow jobs
Bein' that balla' that these fakers don't know about
Then they see you in the game
And you mothafuckin' blow it out; now everything is alright
Holla', let me make ya head spin
Let me make ya head spin
We got every kinda medicine
Anything you want at all...
Whippin' through Noco
Hatin' mothafuckas, I wanna off ‘em
Big bsllin', get me ether dead or caught up
These puddles always be spreadin' there legs
Want shit without payin'
But I be killin', 'cause I'm into the game
Now lookin' back I aint got time for these dames
All these pisia shits watchin' wondrr where i get it
Hit her with tha best shit, get her wetter than a umbrella
Ain't nobody better do it like me
I know a lot of haters don't like me
Theyvaint never gonna fight me
But I just keep the peace, by keeping my piece close
I keep my enemies on a leash, capiche?
And keep it pure for the people I reach
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ONYM
Member since July 21 2015