Just for now, just for now, just for now Just for now, just for now, just for now It's that time of year Leave all our hopelessnesses aside If just for a little while Lil B, Based God King of rap, I can bet my money on that Can't face the facts that a young guy killin' shit Give me another shot and I'mma come with my mask on Seen a lot of growth since I came with the Vans song Now it's '09 and I'm runnin' with the Based God Fire in my eyes, mix my soul with the napalm Mix and master, all I need is dro and one mic One pad, one pen, iPod, dim lights Feelin' like a plane when it's up and it's in flight Dressing everyday like I'm dead with the pinstripe This a few things that show that I'm the rawest Spend the cash everyday so I'm ballin like Spalding Want beef, like six I'll have you baldin' like Baldwin Your favorite rapper out, I'mma lay 'em in a coffin No talkin' when I'm talkin', cause it's legend, pay attention Only time I sat in class was when I'm serving a detention I fuck with Soulja Boy, get money nigga Everytime I see rappers, all I'm thinking, "I'ma get him" In the booth or in the streets, I been known to tear and rip 'em Fifteen and sixteen, eyes breaking down the system Nobody can tell me nothing, I was living off my system Head fucked up, I thought it would be cool to go to prison Watching Hot Boyz on BET getting all these women So I got my gold grill because I'm thugged out with 'em B-Town, Waterfront, and I put on for my city We done did it for six years, just reached twenty A lot of dudes I grew up with didn't see twenty Everytime I have a birthday, I'm thinking, "God love me" Everytime I hit the beat, man, I do it for my Mom Workin' hard every day, I'mma make it where it's mine I'mma hustle all the time, like Lil Wayne do If you up against me, you get ate like grapefruit My first reaction was like, just chill and stay cool The rap game is slow, and it just ain't cool Always jocking on my style and it just ain't you Only time I feel you is if a based boy do Because I'm a rap god and a based boy, too I can listen to the hate and put the volume on mute So the only thing I hear is the horses in the coupe And when the roof go down, it reminds me of my chick Getting money off the floor because I'm trapping like a bitch— Like Gucci Mane said, but it's rich nigga clique And my name is Lil B, you can call me "king of rap" I done did a few things and I'm never goin back Mirror mirror on the wall, shit, I'm askin who the man is Lil B for "Lil Boss," I'm prayin to my canvas I deserve the crown because I'm speakin for the masses And I'm into weed, I'm gettin chiefy like Kansas Word to the wise, you should fear the competition Because I'm the only vet that's a Based God spittin And you ain't in the game until you make a thousand songs And you dyin' for this rap, 'cause it's the only thing you love Birth of Rap Birth of Rap

Ayy, man, it's your boy Lil B Down in Ohio (swag), fucking all these bitches (swag, swag) Drinking Coleridge, swag so saucy (woo!) Posted in Cleveland (woo!), drive to Columbus (swag) Bitches suck my dick (woo!), 'cause my swag on a hundred (woo!) Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio Down in Ohio (woo!) Swag like Ohio (swag) Down in Ohio (woo! Woo!) Swag like Ohio Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio We some rich, I don't give a fuck Real nigga, gold grill Ten thousand, no deal No single, just me 30 thousand for a feature Hood niggas, ten thousand Based God, your bitch call me daddy Where you from? I got love for Cincinnati, Ohio Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio Throw that shit up Ohio, throw that shit up, you feel me? They know Ohio, Columbus, Cincinnati Cleveland, throw that shit up man It's way more spots If you from Ohio, throw that shit up You feel me? Fuck bitches to this, get money in this Cook to this, Based God for life I'm based in life, showing that love I'm swagging like Ohio, you feel me? Woo! Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio Down in Ohio Swag like Ohio

Sheesh Back at the ocean again, right? Square one Waterfront, where it always starts Pull up like Italian mobsters Awkward, looked like I did things that I wouldn't honor Take a minute out the day, take a second for karma I'm alarmed by the critics saying I wasn't stronger Fuck 'em Only if they knew, I was really the strongest Seen a block nigga rise from the second he launched it—that was me I consider me a blessin' from God I took the pain when they seen I was a gift from the sky I'm realest alive Nominations, they don't even ask me Man, I rap for the love and my life is the Grammy Drake said he ain't cry when 2Pac died I bet a dub he ain't say that shit if 'Pac was alive I ain't hatin' on the nigga, I'm just speaking my mind I made 900 songs and they easy to find And I freestyled all of them, eat these rappers You can check my background—I make classics Nigga, realest alive Thinkin' based then you thinkin' business Rap niggas go to hell and I'll dig your ditches Glock 9, line 'em up, give 'em motion sickness Treat victims like a blunt and I gut the Swishers And despite how I look and I seem to dress You can't deny the big fact—that I rap the best Because my shit is all fact, beatin' half the rest Man, I came from the turf, that's half the stress Realest alive

It's Hoop Life We got a lot of competition on the court today I ain't gotta say my name but all I want to say is we ready to play I told my young niggas that this shit is kill season I send 'em an O.G now, they call it drill season I guess I'm stuck in the past with my old fucking cash I got straps on deck, no faggot I heard these suckas stealing swag They can't steal my swag it's two guns in the bag I made smart investments I own a couple stocks Put suckas in the ground I put they bitches on top The money on top I check this shit like Birdman You see me in the streets before rap, I'm the Birdman Like Young Stunna, I'm lookout and the runner I'm the buyer and supplier, I love to play, with the fire Tax niggas like we been doing, ain't nothing but shoo-shooing Tryna' make money move, niggas playing petty games Stuck in the 5th grade, I'm way past these niggas I'm so raw I slow it down to gas on niggas You hot, you hot today Like I said man we tryna' get you to score more than 15 and 20 points We tryna' have you average something crazy Some of these rules ain't fair So like I said we breaking the rules Every time Lil B play on the court He doing his own motherfucking thing making his own rules This Hoop Life, oh yeah Hoop Life toe Oh yeah we playing basketball for life baby Like I said man, we can do anything any-fucking day Anytime, Hoop Life mixtape we rocking Shout out to Lil B, Basedgod!