I'ma ball
Because I hustle 'til I die
Yeah I hustle 'til I die, yeah I hustle 'til I die
Oh bitch I ball
Because I hustle 'til I die
Yeah I hustle 'til I die, yeah I hustle 'til I die
I go hard, and then I go home
'Cause a nigga ball, hustle 'til a nigga gone
Said I gotta go hard, and then I go home
'Cause a nigga gotta ball, hustle 'til a nigga gone
(Verse 1: Taevon Shevy)
Standing in the mirror asking myself
Is it worth dying, should I blast myself
Caught up in a loop trying to catch myself
Is it no love, have it passed to death
Or have I overcame the love that I obtain
The fact that I'm ashamed that I been stuck in pain
I'm tired of silly games, fighting over everything
Talking 'bout what you gon' do when you ain't did a damn thing
So do you get the picture, or should I resize the frame
Yo' love is priceless, but it still pays to stay
Sticking to the script, never skipping a scene
Looking through the lines, trying to read in between
Pussy ass nigga better not intervene
Creating new shit that the world never seen
Gotta be a legend, that's a real nigga dream
Yeah, murdering hooks you can call me Kareem
Milking the game, you can say I got cream
So I go hard, yeah I do it for my team
Must mean no love in the air
I can hear everything you saying over there
You saying it in fear
Pussy ass nigga talk up, have ya brains splattered everywhere
We got it over here
Everything from drugs to the whips
Even got ya girl wanna strip
In the club with a fifth
Rocking with my thang on my hip
Just in case a nigga wanna trip b-b-b-bitch
(Chorus: Taevon Shevy)
I'ma ball
Because I hustle 'til I die
Yeah I hustle 'til I die, yeah I hustle 'til I die
Oh bitch I ball
Because I hustle 'til I die
Yeah I hustle 'til I die, yeah I hustle 'til I die
I go hard, and then I go home
'Cause a nigga ball, hustle 'til a nigga gone
Said I gotta go hard, and then I go home
'Cause a nigga gotta ball, hustle 'til a nigga gone
(Verse 2: J Lethal)
Bitch I'm cold, you could never say I'm frigid
I'll shake the whole game now watch it fucking pivot
I move like a ghost, then strike like a monster
Weak niggas talk loud, I'll treat 'em with the silencer
I swear I'll stay on 'til I'm motherfuckin' gone
Put the gage to ya head, you showing brains not brawn
Dropping niggas like I'm Rambo
Step ya scores up 'cause they low
Step up to the target, mind sharper than a blade
If y'all niggas dogs then trust me you getting spayed
Oh, wait I meant sprayed, please excuse my mistake
You bitches like silicone, that means you too fake
You stupid ass bastards
While you sitting on yo' ass boy, I'm steady making classics
My mind still expanding almost like a universe
I'll treat the world like a hymen and fuck it 'til it bursts
Playing Russian Roulette, we can put it up and bet
If a nigga wanna check 'cause I'm in beast mode
Come talking all that shit I put ya jaw on swoll
Pop you in the spleen then make you hip roll
Wanna get high as the Angels be
I wanna hang where the billionaires be
Pockets on P-P-President
Spitting rhymes like it's Heaven sent
But I'm Hell bent so I bring the flames
My bars go straight to ya fucking brain
Hit ya cerebellum, leave ya dumb like Sara Palin
See me para-sailing, now it's gonna get explicit
Nigga, can't you see I'm the best to ever do this shit
And I made this verse just to motherfuckin' prove that shit, I ball
(Chorus: Taevon Shevy)
I'ma ball
Because I hustle 'til I die
Yeah I hustle 'til I die, yeah I hustle 'til I die
Oh bitch I ball
Because I hustle 'til I die
Yeah I hustle 'til I die, yeah I hustle 'til I die
I go hard, and then I go home
'Cause a nigga ball, hustle 'til a nigga gone
Said I gotta go hard, and then I go home
'Cause a nigga gotta ball, hustle 'til a nigga gone