YUNG RALPH - Don't Wanna See Me Ball lyrics

rate me

A lot of niggas fakin, a lot of bitches hatin

What they mad at me for? cause a nigga money makin

You don't wanna see me ball, you don't wanna see me ball

You don't wanna see me ball, they don't wanna see me ball

I'm in the hood everyday like a traffic light

Come to my hood, let me show you what my traffic like

Yea my pockets doin good I'm in that trappin life

Trap all day, trap all night

Work for the cheap, work for the hype

I got samples, wanna take a try?

I got examples, just look at my eyes

I smoke my own bong, yea I'm in the sky

I'm so high I can't even have a conversation

Eyes bloodshot like they on the menstration

Haters say this, haters say that

Yung ralph straight, can you haters say that?

2 cars 1 crib yea I own that

If you hood in this bitch where ya zone at?

Only thing on my mind is ball ball ball

3 words for you haters, fuck all ya'll

You can count your pockets but you can't count mine

I'm a constant hustler I stay on the grind

A lot of haters talkin bout what they gon do to me

I hear it all the time that ain't nothing new to me

Ya'll fake ass snake ass bitch ass imposters

Gotta play harder if you wanna make the roster

Keep on hatin me I'm not tryna stop ya

Take ya ass to school, let me throw on my lacoste

My flow so sick it leave a stain on the beat

And my wet paint still leave a stain on the street

I can pimp my ride and pimp yo hoe

10 bands for a feature, 15 for a show

A whole ounce allowed, jus for me to blow

10 whole stacks jus for me to throw

Only thing on my mind is ralph get that paper

Throw the deuces up to ya'll punk ass haters