(Verse 1)

The day I pass away I'll live forever

They wonder why I never feel the pressure

Cuz I'm ducking law with every one of my endeavours

Still spitting that raw, I can't help it I'm over zealous

You're never outta lines if you got betters

They'll never give u time if u got cheddar

Moving like the slime, I'm the muhfucking nigga

I came up from the slums, now I'm gettin' recognition

Im a walkin' superstition

I be whipping heat everytime I walk in the kitchen

You ain't gotta talk If you can live it

You ain't gotta cough if you got sizzurp

Champagne bottles, pop a cork and get wizork, but..

(Chorus)

There's more than wanting to ball

I'm content wit wanting it all

I got niggas trappin' in walls

I'm just doing this shit for all y'all

And I know I don't always call y'all

I'm elevating into the stars y'all

I'm tryna find a way to bring all y'all

I'm tryna find a way we can All Ball

(Ayy) I'm tryna find a way to bring all y'all

(Right?) I'm tryna find a way we can All Ball

(Verse 2)

Cuz we can all get money

All 7 billion people there's enough for every one em

There's enough for every one em

12 inch pipe, that's enough for any woman

Haa, I'm playin', but for real tho

I'm pretty normal for a weirdo

And all the attention I get is real dope

But, to be honest man I'm still broke

They never tell you that the fame comes first

But I'll be out here grinding til my income hurts

So let me tell you man, the fame comes first

But if you grind it out one day your income bursts

Like, BOOM man he blew up!!

Ooh man, he too much

No swimming in my pool man it's full of barracuda's

That's a deadly ass wave for ya

That's how you get em to make way for ya

I told my youngins watch how imma make a way for ya

My city got the heat and imma play D-Wade for ya

All u gotta do is truss me

Imma hold it down from Castle Downs to William Lutsky, but..

(Chorus)

Today you see a man with a motive

But early 2011 I was cashing in on dope heads

Early 2012 I almost ran outta focus

Til I made it to the Durban coast

Dropped OE, that was for my homies

I bump it everytime I miss my homies

Man I got a notebook full of rhymes in my Sony

Tryna get the bread but keep it mayo and bologna

That's gutta, that's grimy

I'mma be that nigga you can chill and hang around wit

Same nigga you was down wit

Same nigga that was down witcha..

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