(Because nigga…)

 I’m a balla, shot calla
 In the fast lane, in the Range Rover
 Call up, get head tonight
 Joint rolled tight, wrist stained with ice
 I hit the highway, getting money to fly away
 Always knew there’d be a better way
 A better way, better way yea

 I’m a balla, money 20 feet taller
 All the hoes answer whenever I call up
 Cause pussy I don’t beat, I slaughter
 And they don’t take for granted when a real nigga on em
 Yea bitch I’m on, kush keep me cloud
 Ain’t about paper, nigga get from round
 Whole clique bowed, you ain’t on our level
 Could tell by your best, be high as I travel
 Live fast, understood
 All my bitches bad so I’m good
 Lee rid the jug, we got leather in the wood
 Flow’s got the wood feeling cocky
 Praying to the Lord, he the only one could stop me
 Red Rollie engine, push the horses like a jockey
 2013 bet I sell a million copies
 No ice on the grill but I’m cool with my mouth piece
 Send it all up, I’mma ball til they bounce me
 Cause nigga…

 I’m a balla, shot calla
 In the fast lane, in the Range Rover
 Call up, get head tonight
 Joint rolled tight, wrist stained with ice
 I hit the highway, getting money to fly away
 Always knew there’d be a better way
 A better way, better way yea

 Big ballin, smashin, makin my ins
 Smoking hella kush, getting high in the whim
 Big ballin, smashin, makin my ins
 Smoking hella kush, getting high in the whim
 In the Benzo gold as I slide down to hoes
 Killing my niggas frost, smoke fallin out the door
 Diamond Lane bout to show, my fool is getting chose
 Candy paint on the low, knock a bitch down slow
 Hittin – green I smoke
 Spittin about the clique
 Presidential suite, lit bout 80 racks for the kit
 And don’t quit as I get fly
 From town after uptown, blowin that fire
 Now we worldwide, VIP ride
 Tall bird nose and jaywalk, they can’t be denied
 3-5-4 thugs, I’m Bad Lucc wussup
 Told Big Pun and Bosco, they put that on blunts

 I’m a balla, shot calla
 In the fast lane, in the Range Rover
 Call up, get head tonight
 Joint rolled tight, wrist stained with ice
 I hit the highway, getting money to fly away
 Always knew there’d be a better way
 A better way, better way yea

 Competition at a minimal, money lookin plentiful
 All these diamonds and gold got me lookin presentable
 I ain’t white but me and cocaine lookin identical
 40 on my waist and I ain’t shootin subliminals
 Gun rad merry, might kill a smooth criminal
 I just count casket, more ass than an enema
 She aksed to see my private, I told er I’m a general
 And everywhere I go I make a movie, no cinema
 I’m a Doberman, yall niggas miniatures
 You the type of nigga hat snitched before they sentenced ya
 You ain’t the man or the nigga that they send em to
 You having soul salts so why the fuck I’m gon remember you?
 the new crew, I’m in demand like a new shoe
 Too true, it’s over for you rappers, yall tiv through
 Run along, hang, get up like a new noose
 Kush in my cigar and got a cup full of screwed you

 I’m a balla, shot calla
 In the fast lane, in the Range Rover
 Call up, get head tonight
 Joint rolled tight, wrist stained with ice
 I hit the highway, getting money to fly away
 Always knew there’d be a better way
 A better way, better way yea

 RIP to the OG PIMPC
 DJ Scroo, Fat battin Hulk
 Shout out to the home boy Lil Troy
 It’s my OG right there my nigga
 Dead E and we in this motherfucker by way of LA
 Salute to all the B’s and C’s
 Run it<br />
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