Wanna Ball lyrics

by

mgk



[Chorus]
Me and my dog, represent like what (Rep, rep)
Represent like what (Like what, like what)
Me and my b*tch get it in like what
We get it in like what, unh (Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh...)

[Post-Chorus]
And if you never had a penny, don't you wanna ball?
Used to fall asleep with the stomach empty, now don't you wanna ball?
Tattoos like Makaveli, the sh*t that make you wanna ball
And I'm a die when I'm ready, but I'm living so I want it all

[Verse 1]
Me and my dogs getting blow, biatch
My little brother just got out of parole, biatch
My daughter just turned five-years old, biatch
And we ain't mopping no mo' floors, biatch
None of my brothers work 9-5 (9-5)
Never scared living life, we got nine lives (Nine lives)
Keep it hood with the Hen, no Mai Tai
Smoking on la-la, bumping Big Poppa
I mean look at all the sh*t we been through (Been through)
Seven people in a four door rental (Rental)
I mean look at what we did with a pencil
Beat a statistic of becoming another stencil
I mean an outline on that sidewalk
Man I'm supposed to be dead and that's real talk
[Chorus]
Me and my dog, represent like what (Rep, rep)
Represent like what (Like what, like what)
Me and my b*tch get it in like what
We get it in like what, unh (Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh...)

[Post-Chorus]
And if you never had a penny, don't you wanna ball?
Used to fall asleep with the stomach empty, now don't you wanna ball?
Tattoos like Makaveli, the sh*t that make you wanna ball
And I'm a die when I'm ready, but I'm living so I want it all

[Verse 2]
I wonder what you got for a little muhaf*cka
A real muhf*cka, chill muhf*cka, I guess it's God's will
Yet and still, I'm in the field with dollar bills
To track sharks with no gills, ready to kill muhf*ckas
And I don't want no part of that
The first time I heard kat-kat-kat
I almost had a f*cking heart attack
Stuttering like that-that-that sh*t was crazy
Maybe it's time I used the talent that God gave me
But I was just local, didn't have a rap name, I was just hopeful
Paid for my first studio session with quarters
We didn't even have enough money to cut vocals, damn
Traded pop cans for dimes
Some wanna be doctors, I wanted to rhyme
And if following your dreams is a crime, then I'm a crook
Guess I'll be in the book, when they get me, in due time
[Interlude]
Free all my real muthaf*ckers! We livin' b*tch! f*ck the police!

[Chorus]
Me and my dog, represent like what (Rep, rep)
Represent like what (Like what, like what)
Me and my b*tch get it in like what
We get it in like what, unh (Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh...)

[Post-Chorus]
And if you never had a penny, don't you wanna ball?
Used to fall asleep with the stomach empty, now don't you wanna ball?
Tattoos like Makaveli, the sh*t that make you wanna ball
And I'm a die when I'm ready, but I'm living so I want it all

[Outro]
Yeah! Can you believe?
Your boy is living the muthaf*cking dream, while they still sleep
Ha, sons-of-b*tches
Alarm clock ain't going off 'til the work days half-way over
f*ck it! Light five more
And I heard homebody done f*cked every b*tch on the block
Hahahaha, that muhaf*cka crazy
Cleveland (Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland...)
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