Baller

I got to change the route I know they doubt me bitch I’m on my own
I want to call My momma knowing damn well that you she me wrong
I know that boy dissing on them songs real life I’ll get em gone
Greedy gang the label who gone last I spazz on everything song

Danny had just hit me keep yo head up rich and put that work in
Ima put that work in keep on working I’m a different person
I know that they nervous cuz these verses really serve a Purpose
Last year I was working I went hard I bearly scratched the surface

I just got to get it I can’t waste no put that on Eli
I don’t want no celly no more letters this shit gone get better
I been dropping records this shit heavy this shit gimme leverage
Gone and tell them ppl I want ms I need a m or better

In the west we ride Benz’s
I’m on marbach at visions
Hol up it’s a bird it’s a plane no it’s Richard
Took a trip to the moon and swung the big dippa
Stuck on the block like a rubix cube sticker

Ima chase a dollar like a butt naked strippa
Talking bout what they gone do I don’t got no contenders
I wish em all the best of luck
And that’s god as my witness
And Rest In Peace to drop top Johnny that’s my nigga