Bompton To Balabasas by Wallie the Sensei
Bompton To Balabasas by Wallie the Sensei

Bompton To Balabasas

Wallie the Sensei * Track #5 On GOLDEN CHILD

Bompton To Balabasas Lyrics

[Chorus]
Bompton to Balabasas, fifty-four minute drive from the hood
I'ma do it in thirty even with traffic
I used to shoot marbles and now my floor marbles
All the hoes is plastic
Just for me to live a month, it'll cost me 'bout a quarter mill'
Quarter million in taxes

[Verse]
I'm probably fuckin' on a actress
My neighbors do not like my blackness
This money make me so attractive
I make the cast do a backflip
I wake up early in the morning, finna eat a steak
I told 'em life is a game 'til I learn how to play it
Today, I feel like Lil Wayne, I'm ridin' with the Drac'
Matter of fact, Jay West, call Drake
Tell him next year, we eatin' off the same plate
It was hella weight on my brain from a lot of mistakes
All that weight on my name, they know me in every place
Jumped off the porch from my mansion, as-salamu alaykum
Walaikum salam, even though I know they hatin'
Tell her at four to meet me up at Galilee
I'm ridin' dirty with the jets, bet you can smell the weed
In life, it's just monopoly
I'm parkour, concrete, goin' hardcore
Life is a obstacle, we knock 'em down like dominoes
Life is impossible to live without a dollar, though
So I been takin' the time, it took a whole lot of days gettin' no sleep
God forgive 'em if they doubted me, they do not know
God forbid if anybody around me is broke
Life is monopoly, we was born in a lethal place
The only way to survive is gettin' it the illegal way
I know they hopin' that I fall off, fall off
But when I'm down, I never call out, call out
Back to the basic, squabbling with my demons
I know they the only reason I'm really winnin'
I never let 'em control me even when I'm sinnin'
I do it by choice
When I do fuckery, people tell me they proud of me
Life is a obstacle, life is monopoly
I'm Charles Darrow, fuckin' with Lizzie Magie
Remember mama had to drive us, drive us
And now I'm on, I got a driver, driver
I'm teaching my kids survival, yeah
I'm living like in the Bible, yeah

[Chorus]
Bompton to Balabasas, fifty-four minute drive from the hood
I'ma do it in thirty even with traffic
I used to shoot marbles and now my floor marbles
All the hoes is plastic
Just for me to live a month, it'll cost me 'bout a quarter mill'
Quarter million in taxes

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