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Soldier Kidd

Foreva Ballin'

 

Foreva Ballin'

(альбом: Killerz & Loverz - 2018)


I'm too fly, I'm born in the sky, ain't no question, I'm that guy
Triple-X, ain't no I, I'm a zombie, Frankenstien
But I'm a genius, Einstein, but I'm so motherfucking fried
Remember all the times I cried, blood coming out my eyes
I'll die about my pride but I was coming with this live
They gon' have me crucified before they ever realize
I don't need school, I know I'm bright, snuck my tool right inside
What we do on my side, I be asking God why
They don't wanna see me shine, we don't die, we multiply
Shouldv'e went to Penn State, should've been a candidate
I ain't never get an A, but I caught a GTA
I remember all them nights, I remember all them days
Me and Binos on a heist, me and Binos in the cage
Now a nigga steal the mic, we used to go and steal on bikes
I'm so used to selling dimes, I'm so used to being down
I'm so used to toting rods, now I'm used to stunting out, yeah

Now a nigga honcho
You can check my bankroll, need my money pronto
Nigga just might overload, I just might congo
Nigga we forever balling, I can't even see the bottom
Nigga gotta see the top 'cause I might not see tomorrow

I'm the one these niggas follow, fill a nigga up with hollows
I see fake in the water, nigga had to throw on goggles
See my bitch look like a model, when you die it ain't no problem
If I'ma lie then it's a problem, nigga let's go get a bottle
If a nigga run up on me I'ma fry him like McDonalds
I'm sliding semi-auto, pull up on your father
And I got the cutter, money look like butter, yeah

Now a nigga honcho
You can check my bankroll, need my money pronto
Nigga just might overload, I just might congo
Nigga we forever balling, I can't even see the bottom
Nigga gotta see the top

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