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[VERSE]
So I ball so hard with each and every rhyme G
Ain’t a thing to straight blind me
Whats the difference when my raps, no pen no pad, straight off the mind
He proceeds with the bitches to the back
No need, to talk it up like that
Oh we? Be the realest, go back to your stats
Check facts, check raps you know I!
Ball so Hard, C Y O STYLE, jump shot in, got the crowd wyld!
Juice and Gin for the post win, Iced up bong- frozen
Hella strong tree that dro’s incredible, weed brownie turn that shit to edible
Sick with the flow but the DRO ain’t medical,prescriptions got me doses ahead of you
Get the party poppin, N O pills, Fuck that shit yeah ya dude’s too ill
Life’s a miracle, Thank You God, Keep the faith till I’m up above
Heaven got me driven to right my wrongs, if it ain’t about giving, son bite your tongue
Finna get smacked, with a act like that, get to know the kid before you bite my raps!
[HOOK]
UP UP AND AWAY, YEAH THAT SHIT CRAY!
YOU AIN’T HEARD ABOUT HE? PEEP THE PAIN I BRING!
YO WHIP SO COLD, TALKIN BOUT THE GALANT
OH THIS OLD THING? O2′ THESE RIMS GOTCHA BOI ON STUNT!!
UH HUH UH HUH M_BIZZA FLOWING!
UH HUH UH HUH I’m SWISHA BLOWING!
UH HUH UH HUH KEEP MY RHYMES IN MOTION
SKIP COMMOTION AND JUST STAY SMOOTH LIKE LOTION
BALL SO HARD THAT SHIT CRAY, RIP THROUGH MY J’S
AIN’T TALKIN BOUT HAZE, BUT UP UP AND AWAY!
BALL SO HARD RIP THROUGH MY J’S
SAME THING WITH MY HAZE, SO UP UP AND AWAY!
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