Skeme - Born to Ball lyrics

rate me

I hear I’ve changed, I hear I’ve lost all my humility

But humility ain’t worth shit when you need 50g’s

To bail your cousin out, that cell you know this like it’s hell

So I’m back to acting an ass, cause that’s what I do well

Hope you don’t got your hand out, hope you grinding for self

Hope you don’t think this world gonn listen, when you cry for help

No man, you see this shit steep as a shot of scotch

Like hide and seek it’s coming for you, ready or not

Back when I was 16 all I do was hustle to get out my block

Fuck being a half nut, I promise maine, I need my nuts

That 22 inside my socks, cause it’s shoot first or you get shot

Papa say protect you neck, cause these niggas want what you got

So you know I’m sleeping, one eye open

And when I’m wide awake, that same eye is over my shoulder

Cause I heard them most times the ones that kill you gonn be the closest

So if I ain’t know you, for we got pop quick that broke shit

[Hook]

I know exactly what you thinking mama

He just another hood nigga,

I’m screaming more money, more problems

But still it’s all good nigga

We want it all, we want it all, we want it all

We, we, we ,we , we want it all

We want it all, dying to live, but we born to ball

What’s on your mind, what’s on your mind

You’ve been on my mind and I wanna chill

But I’ve been on my grind

Hate to see you down but baby girl that’s how this life thing work

All emotions aside I ride, my bindess first

And if I had a dime for every time I heard that patience is a virtue

I’d buy more shit I don’t need, my hunger for what …

Guys and babels in my past, hope they don’t think I forgot them

But I’m all bout my bills grind staying lyric riding what’s my problem

I’m acting like I got nothing but really I got it all

Can never take nothing personal, it’s no feelings involved

Cause you know this ain’t no job, right

Nigga, it’s my life,

That’s why I think twice about all the shit that I write

Let my pain ignite, and my soul take flight, to set me free

Flow thrown off, cause I miss Pimp C to keep it g

And this right here it might be the illest shit that I ever wrote

Cause I put my problems and my carry on, and I let them go

Thought I’d let you know

[Hook]

I know exactly what you thinking mama

He just another hood nigga,

I’m screaming more money, more problems

But still it’s all good nigga

We want it all, we want it all, we want it all

We, we, we ,we , we want it all

We want it all, dying to live, but we born to ball.

Thanks to ColekeepsitG for correcting these lyrics