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Headie One

Ball In Peace

 

Ball In Peace

(album: Music x Road - 2019)


(One)

T house settings, more time on the M, you know where I'm heading (Direct)
Got this table just filled with twenties and tenners, I got a T house fetish (No tracky)
Spent most of my teens in a bando, only this year I start knowing 'bout debits (One)
When the fiends in the town need to score off me I didn't care 'bout score and credit (Turn)
I couldn't tell you a time cash fell at my feet, Headie had to go and get it
How man times I've been a tennant, obviously I paid nine rocks to rent it (One)
Came out of jail and I didn't get to celebrate my twenty first twentieth
I weren't even home one week when I got that Nina and pressa (Quickly)
I just out me O of each and it gets me a shotty and a stolen Jeep (Gang)
I had a good run this week (Turn)
This fiend don't want me to trap out her yard no more, I guess she got cold feet (Why?)
You know that bando firing hot, gangdem still trapping out Sophie's (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)

I been just tryna ball in peace
I'm either OT dealing with the drug squad or in the hood, it's armed police
I took a chase and I threw that boot, I'd have done it on site like Cardi B
Feds pissed off they can't find no smoke, all up in my yard doing carpentry
All up in court tryna tarnish me
I hope my lawyer go hard for me

Real OT boy, why you think feds can't lock me in Isis? (Never)
And if I was locked in a local, that was for works or violence (Always)
Told shawty go get her mother those both (One)
Still gotta peel off a bread for a smoke (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
All I ever want is a gun I can stroke, bitch, can you play that part for me?
If we get bagged with this .44 long, will you take the charge for me? (One)
I told shawty, I don't jugg, I just rap and I do construction partially
But I'm on the M-way doing up map, what you think I do with this cash? (Turn)
Fastest blacked out Beamer with the gang, still jump out, do it and dash (Ay)
Can't tell me 'bout hustle, jailhouse I done it with spice and hash (Everything)
You can't tell me 'bout upsey deliveries, bandos, any excuse for the trap (Everything)
I was kilometres from home tryna charge three fiddy for an ounce of amm'
Now we still in Hakkasan

I been just tryna ball in peace
I'm either OT dealing with the drug squad or in the hood, it's armed police
I took a chase and I threw that boot, I'd have done it on site like Cardi B
Feds pissed off they can't find no smoke, all up in my yard doing carpentry
All up in court tryna tarnish me
I hope my lawyer go hard for me

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