Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks
I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,
I salute you like cinderella at the ball.
I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall
You tried to raise a fist against me, but couldn't ball one up to make it
Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit
Please show love, make way for the bad girls club
You all racing to the top ill just glide up
They tryna act tough, bitch i'll throw you like a ball
Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call
Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop
Off my rocker so im not to hot but ill chew you up, leave you to rot
Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck
Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up
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