(feat. Nitty)





Yeaaa hahaha uhuh conway

Is this a flamer?

Yea szir

I got Black- with me, Nitty ha!



Listen I'm a ball till I fall

Spit it lik I did it

Ride til I die with my finger on the trigger

I ain't never had nothing

I'm a get it how I'm living

Crackers wanna sit me down cause I'm a stand up ni**a



Check! I be on the block with it

Tray pound blocking it

Better shoot all in the ni**a face like - swish!

Got ya main b***h on my d**k nd she be riding it

She tell me that your f*** game suspect

Tired of it

I don't even let her suck me off

I let her polish it

She be lolly poppin it

Head shot bobbing it

But back to these dirty streets

Where these niggas on some rotton s**t

Gorrilaz with banana clips

You ont wanna collide with it

Ummm

If a nigga got beef

Tell em don't go rap bout it

Tell em meet me in the streets

Cause he kno that's where I'm at

Seven days up out the week

24 hours a day

I'm in the track I'm never sleep

I'm a east side rider

Willadel solider

Toldya ni**as out my range like rover

Hold up

Grind lik brakes with no roaders

Big boy shit

Wake a ni**a up

Fooled yas

My team pro

Mephazine soda

We boss sip

Lean ride rolla

We all get green got yolla

Got pur by the pound haze

Fluffy like ya sofa

That's how we move it

Like ain't nothin to it

Get to work bust it down and run right through it

Some say I spit retarded lik I'm stupid

If it's bout a check

Weeknights then just do it



[Chorus:]

I'm a ball till I fall

Spit it like I did it

Ride till I die

Trigger on my figger

I ain't never had nothing

I'm a get it how I'm living

Crackers wanna sit me down

Cause I'm a stand up ni**a



Ey yo the name nitty yo

Talk of the city yo

I get busy not afraid to let that semi go

I be in the line lik

It look lik a video

Never been an underdog

Stayed on top with any flow

A million a more my shit poppin out the store

If I hit it one time

But she called me back for more

I'm tryna make a million of a dollar

Grinding off the steps

Could'ntdo it had to holla

Tripein with an atittude

Nothin like my father

Still on my jay-o

Never man I can't let a day go

My a** get to work than he drop it lik a Kayo

Ask them lil niggas

They say I'm hotter than waiko

Texas, mex- elastic when I stretch shit

Richie on his way home and he can't wait to wet s**t

Back to back vans

Different b**ches on some next shit

Black on black vans

With some laces lose fresh shit



[Chorus:]

Ball till I fall

Spit it like I did it

Ride til I die

With my finger on the trigger

I ain't never had nothin

I'm a get it how I'm living

Crackers wanna sit me down cause I'm a stand up ni**a



Who got the game on smash

Who got the game on lock

You ain't got the game on nothing

You just run that game alot

I keep that hand in poc

I keep that gun on hip

Betta keep yo distance ni**a

When I lift betta pray I miss

I'm bout that dollar dollar

That louie, gucci, and proda

That's part of my attire

I spit that rap with fire

I set that stove on fire

I drop that -bake in water

I got some nicest prices

Come on now place your order

You know I'm bout my change

You know I hold them thangs

I throw that work around lik change

Come back like boomerangs

Roll with orangatangs

They flippin bust that heat

I know the feds is watching

Homey I'm in the streets

Bust guns and held the smoke

Bust guns if I go broke

Sometimes I bust my guns if nothing just to let you know

Grown man with too much pride

I let them bullets fly

And I ain't fighting

Only thing I'm fighting is homicides



[Chorus:]

Then Ball till fall

Spit like I did it

Ride till I die with my finger on the trigger

I ain't never had nothing

I'm a get it how I'm liveing

Crackers wanna sit me down cause I'm a stand up ni**a!