| Ever since i was a young in i been serving game cold
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| Was born with the gift of gab you know i stack my pesos
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| Was born to ball! |
| Im a ball! |
| Im a ball on all ya’ll
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| You tried to strike me out but my game way cold
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| And I’m still doing my math you know i mash on H. O's
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| Born to ball Im a ball Im a ball on all ya’ll
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| I was born to ball like my mom was Spalding
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| Consistent wit my mashing so my money steady calling
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| O I’m answering Collect too pierce minds and collect dues
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| Pop p’s at a fee tickle her purse till she huchu sneeze
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| I’m blessed to be on the receiving end I’m born to win
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| Check my grin while you clowns were laying up
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| I was slam dunking bucks extra feet up in the trunk
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| When your ready to step it up your pockets looking extra slim
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| Ya should of ate your spinach up gunning for the finish bra
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| Never settle for runner up you laugh and bluff
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| Young player these are funds to us so eat my dust
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| Stacking wonder bread greedy i is so we take the crust
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| Gee golly shucks I’m tired of schooling you punks
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| Ever since i was a young in i been serving game cold
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| Was born with the gift of gab you know i stack my pesos
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| Was born to ball! |
| Im a ball! |
| Im a ball on all ya’ll
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| You tried to strike me out but my game way cold
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| And I’m still doing my math you know i mash on H. O's
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| Born to ball Im a ball Im a ball on all ya’ll
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| Hello choosy susie I’m the macs producing track stars
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| Moving so fast we miss the cop cars catch me in that drop
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| Or something discrete hit her wit a couple bars
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| She melt like butter on my seats love love it when i speak
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| O nice to meet she she put thousands on my dash
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| From doing thousands in her cleats keep it sharp like a creese
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| Not the mark I’m the P know she wouldn’t hold water so i charger before she leak
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| She think she smart as she can be but you know i got to learn her
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| Now I’m getting digits don’t hit it I’m bout that purse first
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| Gotta know what its worth first not the last but the first verse
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| You see a player kick realist and you should learn urn
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| Moneys made to burn urn show her just how we urn urn
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| A couple different rackets we stack it and then we splurge erg
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| Stay fly like a bird so talking back is absurd
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| A macc and thats the verb these actions just Ain’t the words
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| Ever since i was a young in i been serving game cold
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| Was born with the gift of gab you know i stack my pesos
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| Was born to ball! |
| Im a ball! |
| Im a ball on all ya’ll
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| You tried to strike me out but my game way cold
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| And I’m still doing my math you know i mash on H. O's
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| Born to ball Im a ball Im a ball on all ya’ll
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| Im a ball chris paul bench warmers get gone treat opponents
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| Like toilets man they all get flushed out and it on by
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| Me dun and Dman flows so dope man i probably need rehab
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| But first i need a sip then next i take a weed drag if it Ain’t about chips
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| I leave em hanging like a speed bag hanging like a speed bag
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| Yes I. I. I. mean that the top is where my teams at the crop of all the creme
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| Yeah we ball we ball wit game so legendary write so much you
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| Thought i was a secretary by the corner back i ain’t talking bout the secondary
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| Talking bout my town 3. 6. 0. can you hear me can you hear
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| So me so stop praying for my downfall they hating to much
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| Thats why I Ain’t around ya’ll on the track grooving riding smoother than a
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| town car
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| Bring me down i bounce back like round ball
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| Ever since i was a young in i been serving game cold
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| Was born with the gift of gab you know i stack my pesos
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| Was born to ball! |
| Im a ball! |
| Im a ball on all ya’ll
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| You tried to strike me out but my game way cold
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| And I’m still doing my math you know i mash on H. O's
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| Born to ball Im a ball Im a ball on all ya’ll |