Lil B - You're Going To The League lyrics
rate me(Intro)
You gon' face hoop life, Lil' B
I'mma tell ya somethin', yungin
If you don't put yo life into it
You ain't gon' make it
(Verse)
I come from the otha side where people
Don't talk about who life
Mixtape, bitch I'm tryna make it out
Gotta see another route, cause people just stress me
Tryna build me up so they neva will protect me
So I gotta see stuff and handle it directly
Cause if I don't emi up nobody respect that
You betta get back, neva let a man talk shit with no getback
You feelin' me? Shootin' at the gym man, you niggas won't forget that
Yap guns at the gym, guns at the gym
Coach don't say shit, I'm not on probation
I keep my nose clean cause it's so razors(?)
Fuck them nigga, I butter real niggas
Eat my heart is gold in this sh&*()
NBA, here I come, it's my time to shine
I was really blowin' left, with them people ova seas
Look me in the face, they know it's more than what it seems
A feelin' nowadays nobody even dreamin'
Far from believin', remember Bayjam, I was workin' all season
CND leaguein'. Fuck these niggas if they don't understand needs
Just understand me, it's time to check, that's enough
Year, night long, hall of fame
This my song, nobody can sit on my roll
I told my partner on the phone, gone guy wrong
I'd rather live life over anything evolved
Tryna live my life with less scars, less jewelry
Less cars, less whifs, less change
Rather play the game, I run the game
Gotta see a betta side before you front on me
Worldwide, base squirl, Lil' B
Thank you base god, this some real shit
On some hill shit today, like nobody have my interest
Let me mention, I was always in class, always in the kitchen
Tryna get my name mentioned
In the hall of fame, Lil' B in the same sentence
World wide superstar, I got the game pimpin'
Before rap, I love raps, and nigga I ain't trippin'
Never year licks for me, so long
High speeds,
(Hook x2)
Tryna find my place in the world
A name in this world, so people don't make it out
This a real dangerous world, no world can tell me that you don't love me
(Verse)
No homo, man, they rootin' for me, Lil' B, mane
You the truth homey, not many niggas real
Most of these niggas clones
Phoney ass niggas said I'm the truth
And they got engine, man, they say I lost juice
People hatin' you, that's the easy thing to do
Got the screens, mane, I gotta make moves
Movin' on the court, open space for the team
You callin' up the lame from the ?
Mine's lame, just got the muthafuckin' team
You don't give a fuck, mane, you don't even play the game
But you wanna get payed, that's the reason all these suckas play
But you gotta have money to own some things
Got dope in the locker room, I can show you some things
These bitches ain't want nuttin', these hoes don't want nuttin'
Cocaine, mine a ton, I ain't tellin' nuttin'
(...)
(Hook x2)
Tryna find my place in the world
A name in this world, so people don't make it out
This a real dangerous world, no world can tell me that you don't love me
