Ball Till I Fall

[Intro]
Yup, LVL clique, Zebra Gang, MLR, yeah
Real nigga's and real bitches only
It's like I always said
And umm, yeah

[Chorus]
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
Screamin', "Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
"Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
Screamin', "Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
"Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"

[Verse 1]
Aw nigga here we go, these bitches want that real word
Getting high to the words I wrote
I paint the picture like Spielberg
Purple drink in that white cup, she said she full with that white stuff
I don't do it and I don't sell it, so it looks like not tonight huh
Ride that horse, on another watch, another deal, that's another watch
Another car that I'm down to drop, on a random block while the summer's hot
LVL, that straight cash, up 6th Ave, I stay past
You just found out where the real was, it's all good here's a late pass
Stood up while they sat down, bossed up where I'm at now
Graduated to another level, this LVL is my capping gown
Couple niggas is actin' now, carryin' on, just actin' now
But the real nigga's that I put on, will for sure just smack you down
Zebra gang no axe around
Bendin' corners, whippin' whippin', smokin' loud, we pass around
Custom made my [?]
These niggas know I got myself just riding with me
LVL the committee runnin' rapid through your city

[Chorus]
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
Screamin', "Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
"Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
Screamin', "Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
"Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"

[Verse 2]
Certain women intrigue me, especially when they feed me
While I'm gone, and I'm on the road, she text me she need me
Sent for her, we ball out
Get high and clear mall out
Low key in that hotel, just show me what you all about
That don't mean you a (hot chick)
That just mean you a (lost bitch)
You could step up 3000%, we could cash out and share all of this
I don't know though, sometimes I'm like Rothstein
Buy 'em all cars, buy 'em all things, buy 'em all rings
Now you on a team, a winnin' one, you a part of me
Girl, ya so bright, I mean so bright you would star to me
We could go far, young ass nigga but I ball hard
I don't gamble, if it ever comes, I lay all the cards
All in a line, young G ass nigga like all of the time
LVL flow, you nigga's listen up, take notes when I rhyme
It's Hoodaville, Westside, do or die my city
LVLYSL, Zebra Gang, yeah wit' me

[Outro]
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
Screaming, "Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
"Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
I'ma ball till I fall, ball till I fall, ball
Screaming, "Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"
"Where the fuck is my money?"
"Where the fuck is my money? (At)"