CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Ball Player
You know this beat is worth a f**king kilo
Trademark
Yeah
I'm a ball player
Feel like Shaq and Kobe Bean on the Lakers
It's all fun, baby please, we going major
Ridin' through LA, feel like I'm the mayor
Midwest n***a getting motherf**king paper
In the back of the party with some slayers
Bro, look at all these hatin' ass n***as, yeah, they haters
I see you fake, you should come with a disclaimer
Lil' bruh, get off your ass and go get your ass some paper
Motherf**ker out here, I'm a rager
Collin Sexton mood, I'm Young Bull, it's gettin' dangerous
Baby, this sh*t will never change us
My new house so big, I can't see the f**kin' neighbors, ah yeah
Ghetto n***as making me major, ah yeah
Tell that n***a he gotta pay up, ah yeah
Shawty said this sh*t like a layup, ah yeah
Tell my mama we on the way up (Ooh oh)
Ay, pick up the phone we need to talk already
Tell my momma we gon' ball already
Kill my superstitions
I need some restrictions
Girl you know that hurt my soul (Yeah, yeah)
Kill my superstitions
I need some restrictions
Girl you know that hurt my soul
A little bit, but not only a little bit
I see you in the back of the car, got a smile on some jealous sh*t
Got a hole inside of my heart, it's so light that I can't even feel this sh*t (Yeah)
Bob the builder, break her back out, girl I'm drillin' it
Blink 182 AM, so high and girl I'm feeling this
Girl I've been trying to do no run, no I ain't feeling this
This world is not my home, it's filled with wickedness
And I've been so low, where she thinking this
I can barely use my words, I'm not a lyricist
Remember aunt called me, aunt called me, and said the realist sh*t
She said "Boy if you ain't dead, you better kill this sh*t
Just promise if you do it, you do it and keep your diligence
Your head stay solid, little n***a your family militant."
Ohh, if I don't go right, then imma go left
I swear I never change, I'm Lil Daij I'm unimpressed
You don't like the way I move and sh*t, I wish that was expressed
Should've called back on my phone when I wish I was addressed
Hard body, smooth moves, hypnotized now she possessed
Tryna go back to that fire in the wild wild west
Good morning, wake up you've been sleeping in a f**king mess
I get that, can't feel, they're moving all around they can't seem to stay still
They're movin' all around I can't kill, I can't kill
It's not true what they say, pain kills, pain kills
If I go out today, at least I'm going out real
Take you out, take you out, take you out, take you out
Try me, try me
They top of my blood, hope a n***a try me
And everybody to see 'em they mean the world to save me (Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em)
Lil' bro need a way, he finna go and hold something
I told him to use a plan B, but he don't know, I can't tell 'em
He said get rich or die trying, I can't even blame an old fella
He can't even hang with the guys, so he had to propel 'em
They can't even open they eyes to these streets, compel 'em
They been out trappin' for days, working hard, you gon' smell 'em
Mhmm, mhmm, mhmm, who the f**k gon' tell 'em
That ain't the way to live my n***a, move right and stay melo
Wait, I can't trust a soul, you couldn't save me
My family did me dirty how the f**k you finna fake me
And beat his ass for talking put his ass on "Say Cheese"
Your heart is split in two, my took off, come and change me
Bless me, I'm messy yeah, you can never blame me
I feel it's sentimental, ain't nobody try to save me
Now I'm swerving in that lambo wait, this sh*t getting spacey
And my choppa gettin' nasty, lemme take this b*t*h off safety
How I wake up in the morning, how I wake up in the morning
Do you feel me, I know you gotta feel me
Banana clip, GG, my shades on like they don't feel me
I've been drippin for the last three years, this ain't the real me
I've been talkin' multi-million dollar deals, since the little me
Gotta shoot me with a god gun, my complex been feelin' me
Cause I don't think that man make a f**king gun that can kill me
Trademark
Yeah
I'm a ball player
Feel like Shaq and Kobe Bean on the Lakers
It's all fun, baby please, we going major
Ridin' through LA, feel like I'm the mayor
Midwest n***a getting motherf**king paper
In the back of the party with some slayers
Bro, look at all these hatin' ass n***as, yeah, they haters
I see you fake, you should come with a disclaimer
Lil' bruh, get off your ass and go get your ass some paper
Motherf**ker out here, I'm a rager
Collin Sexton mood, I'm Young Bull, it's gettin' dangerous
Baby, this sh*t will never change us
My new house so big, I can't see the f**kin' neighbors, ah yeah
Ghetto n***as making me major, ah yeah
Tell that n***a he gotta pay up, ah yeah
Shawty said this sh*t like a layup, ah yeah
Tell my mama we on the way up (Ooh oh)
Ay, pick up the phone we need to talk already
Tell my momma we gon' ball already
Kill my superstitions
I need some restrictions
Girl you know that hurt my soul (Yeah, yeah)
Kill my superstitions
I need some restrictions
Girl you know that hurt my soul
A little bit, but not only a little bit
I see you in the back of the car, got a smile on some jealous sh*t
Got a hole inside of my heart, it's so light that I can't even feel this sh*t (Yeah)
Bob the builder, break her back out, girl I'm drillin' it
Blink 182 AM, so high and girl I'm feeling this
Girl I've been trying to do no run, no I ain't feeling this
This world is not my home, it's filled with wickedness
And I've been so low, where she thinking this
I can barely use my words, I'm not a lyricist
Remember aunt called me, aunt called me, and said the realist sh*t
She said "Boy if you ain't dead, you better kill this sh*t
Just promise if you do it, you do it and keep your diligence
Your head stay solid, little n***a your family militant."
Ohh, if I don't go right, then imma go left
I swear I never change, I'm Lil Daij I'm unimpressed
You don't like the way I move and sh*t, I wish that was expressed
Should've called back on my phone when I wish I was addressed
Hard body, smooth moves, hypnotized now she possessed
Tryna go back to that fire in the wild wild west
Good morning, wake up you've been sleeping in a f**king mess
I get that, can't feel, they're moving all around they can't seem to stay still
They're movin' all around I can't kill, I can't kill
It's not true what they say, pain kills, pain kills
If I go out today, at least I'm going out real
Take you out, take you out, take you out, take you out
Try me, try me
They top of my blood, hope a n***a try me
And everybody to see 'em they mean the world to save me (Don't tell 'em, don't tell 'em)
Lil' bro need a way, he finna go and hold something
I told him to use a plan B, but he don't know, I can't tell 'em
He said get rich or die trying, I can't even blame an old fella
He can't even hang with the guys, so he had to propel 'em
They can't even open they eyes to these streets, compel 'em
They been out trappin' for days, working hard, you gon' smell 'em
Mhmm, mhmm, mhmm, who the f**k gon' tell 'em
That ain't the way to live my n***a, move right and stay melo
Wait, I can't trust a soul, you couldn't save me
My family did me dirty how the f**k you finna fake me
And beat his ass for talking put his ass on "Say Cheese"
Your heart is split in two, my took off, come and change me
Bless me, I'm messy yeah, you can never blame me
I feel it's sentimental, ain't nobody try to save me
Now I'm swerving in that lambo wait, this sh*t getting spacey
And my choppa gettin' nasty, lemme take this b*t*h off safety
How I wake up in the morning, how I wake up in the morning
Do you feel me, I know you gotta feel me
Banana clip, GG, my shades on like they don't feel me
I've been drippin for the last three years, this ain't the real me
I've been talkin' multi-million dollar deals, since the little me
Gotta shoot me with a god gun, my complex been feelin' me
Cause I don't think that man make a f**king gun that can kill me
