ENDS - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Cause I was born to ball)

I don't wanna be it, no, I never wanna see it (in my)

All I see is bitch when your crew say they the shit (in my)

You ain't come around, you got me hot, I thought you fought (in my, in my)

Dumbass in my way, just rage, rage (in my, yeah!)

Cash be in my hands, I'm fuckin' commas up (yuh, yuh)

Outside I don't trust some other boys [?] (nooo)

It's all smiles on my side until you push your luck (yeah!)

And don't call the cops, unless you know what's up

I don't wanna be the new Pac, I just wanna be Kurt Cobain

All I want is that money paid, [?] they wanna call me names

Motherfuckers that be full of shit, always be the ones to talk the most of it

I ain't never really fuck with any of 'em, I was screamin' yellin' (fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em!)

So and such, I'm boutta ounce now, I ain't see you fuckers downtown

Run your mouth but when I come around, all I ever hear is not a sound

Throwin' balls in the pit (yeah) gettin' off a new fit (ay)

They said I wouldn't make it far, man, fuck the [?] momma raised a star

Money bag, money bag, money bag, my shit, my shit, my shit, my shit is gone

I be lookin' straight up out a boyband (boyband!)

Gettin' all the money, that's a boy band (oh yeah)

[?] twice (twice!)

Way up, even though I'm scared of heights (yuh)

Makin' money off of shitty nights

This teenage angst pays nice

Y'all got me [?] up, don't even talk to us

I'm not gon' [?] like y'all, 'cause I was born to ball

I needa redo my nails, different colour [?]

Thunderboy, no Ls, I hope y'all burn in hell

Cash be in my hands, I'm fuckin' commas up (yuh, yuh)

Outside I don't trust some other boys [?] (nooo)

It's all smiles on my side until you push your luck (yeah!)

And don't call the cops, unless you know what's up

Y'all got me- Don't even-

I'm not gon- 'Cause I was (born to ball)

'Cause I was (born to ball)