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blac youngsta, lil migo & cmg the label - blac ball lyrics

[intro: blac youngsta]
free thugger, yeah (tahj money)
uh, uh, uh

[verse 1: blac youngsta]
my lil’ n+gga, he real mighty, he say big player (fent’ ball)
he been playin’ with them blocks and he got fishscale, yeah (yeah)
i jumped in the game with no remorse, hopped over a fence (fence)
put the work in a pot, took it out, now it’s time to rinse (time to rinse)
talked to god, i repent, he done took my soul to flint (swear to god)
gave my boy twenty years, now he talkin’ through a vent (missin’ my dog)
he plеdge allegiance to thе set, g+ngb+ngin’ to this day (g+ngb+ngin’)
load up this chopper, went and copped the rental car and dark the tint (gun slangin’)
no need for a charge partner unless he gon’ work in your defense
found the codefendant body in a ditch, k!lled him off the strength
i’m really blessed (gang), and highly favored, this here a test (gang, gang)
i became a target (yeah), a few people want me to rest (want me to rest)
i laid some eggs, turned to birds and they built they nest (they built a nest)
my life was cursed, lately, i been feelin’ kinda blessed (yes)
my mama hurt, lost her son, she kinda stressed (i’m sorry, mama)
i feel the pain, boy, i wish i can feel it less
took up the slack, told my grandma i got the rest (i got the rest)
we gon’ be good, i know god put me through the test
how you rap on songs about that gangster sh+t? i’m not impressed (wear your vest)
i’ll gun you down, how that sh+t there lead to my arrest? (not impressed)
i’m too real for this hip+hop sh+t, i know sh+t i can’t confess
gotta watch out for the n+ggas who play chess, ’cause they move the best (move the best)
dear father god, i’m breakin’ the load down, must i confess? (dear father)
f+ckin’ on a thick bad b+tch, i’m burnin’ her head, not impressed
my opps runnin’ scared, duckin’ they head, i’m not impressed (bah+bah+bah)
i shoot out your dreads, turn you bald head, i’m not impressed
[chorus: blac youngsta]
prayin’ on my downfall, they know i stand tall
shaq or zach randolph, me and my n+ggas, we ball
they try to block me, they tryna blackball
i’m tryna catch y’all playin’ some golf, come through and whack y’all

[verse 2: lil migo]
ayy, i’m tryna whack y’all (where he at?)
i gotta catch y’all (come here)
i’m tryna sn+tch off (skrrt)
scatpack, h+llcat, trackhawks (skrrt, skrrt)
i’m tryna take off
makin’ it rappin’, no days off (no)
hard work pays off (hey)
still need a scale, think the weight off (gang)
came in the game really havin’ money, other n+ggas really basic (basic)
never hated on another n+gga, always sat back and i waited (waited)
never waited on another n+gga, if i want it, go out and i take it (godd+mn)
same people who done doubted me, they ain’t expect a n+gga go and make it (f+ck ’em)
always had some leverage, knew i wasn’t ready, cuban big baguettey (cuban big baguettey)
n+ggas steady bitin’, tell ’em eat it up, give a n+gga credit (give a n+gga credit)
never gave up, read between the lines, open up the message (open up the message)
i done lost some n+ggas, i done lost some paper, still ain’t learn my lesson, d+mn (still ain’t learn my lesson)

[chorus: blac youngsta]
prayin’ on my downfall (gang), they know i stand tall (gang, gang)
shaq or zach randolph (p+ssy), me and my n+ggas, we ball (for real)
they try to block me (block), they tryna blackball (me)
i’m tryna catch y’all playin’ some golf, come through and whack y’all (yeah)
[outro: blac youngsta]
prayin’ on my downfall (yeah), they know i stand tall (what?)
shaq or zach randolph (randolph), me and my n+ggas, we ball (we ball)
they try to block me (block me), they tryna blackball (blackball)
i’m tryna catch y’all playin’ some golf, come through and whack y’all (let’s go)

- blac youngsta lil migo cmg the label lyrics

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