Ball On God (feat. TNA) - Dj Romie & Soundboi BME

Want money, cars, flyest clothes Anything anybody could ever want All eyes on me so cold Felt the spotlight when I walked through the door Pretty girls, living fast Everybody watching, waiting for me to crash Know I drive right through the wall Cus god want me to ball Cus god want me to ball I done been through it all I been through it all I done seen them come and go I done seen them fall I done been through it all I done seen them come and go I done seen them fall God want me to ball I dream this on my desk back in middle school Plenty money, plenty women, pretty swimming pool You know he want me here if cancer couldn't finish you Look how he made me stand out when I'm in the room I want the coup, got the wraith with the 4 G's I want the shoes with the G's and the L-V's It ain't a vibe, it's a bond that we got Bullets missed, he ain't want his son shot I really seen it all I'm a real blood clot Good heart so he blessing me dog, He never gone stop God want me balling this I already know I done seen em come and go I done been on death row Cross the tracks doing bad I done hustled in front the store Really thuggin in Milwaukee chasing bags in the snow You already know Facing murder charges up in court Crayola, crayloa, so many cars in a row Want money, cars, flyest clothes Anything anybody could ever want All eyes on me so cold Felt the spotlight when I walked through the door Pretty girls, living fast Everybody watching, waiting for me to crash Know I drive right through the wall Cus god want me to ball Cus god want me to ball I done been through it all I been through it all I done seen them come and go I done seen them fall I done been through it all I done seen them come and go I done seen them fall God want me to ball I really been through it all (No lie) I know he want me to ball Cus every time, he answer my call They go to stressing me End up double blessing me It's like the same old recipe, he blessing me Women sexing me, no need for texting me They with it (ooh) In this lifestyle they pretty (ooh) God don't want me in the hood (naw) He want me in the big house Flossed out living good (Yes sir) I want the money like Sean and Fif get And he want me with it to that's why he let me out of prison Got a billion dollar mind frame And everybody think Imma crash because of my past It's a mind thing Imma shine the whole time frame From the summer to the winter where the minks are for dinner Jewel house, Boosie chips, Boosie liquor Full house plenty kids got to feed em Want money, cars, flyest clothes Anything anybody could ever want All eyes on me so cold Felt the spotlight when I walked through the door Pretty girls, living fast Everybody watching, waiting for me to crash Know I drive right through the wall Cus god want me to ball Cus god want me to ball I done been through it all I been through it all I done seen them come and go I done seen them fall I done been through it all I done seen them come and go I done seen them fall God want me to ball