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peezy - ball forever lyrics

[verse 1: peezy]
just wanna ball forever, wanna ball forever
even in my afterlife, i wanna ball in heaven
just tryna make it out these streets, wasn’t tryna get indicted
steady buying diamond chains, just ’cause the b_tches like it
i took chances for that cheese, yeah, i deserve the money
ain’t never gave up on my dream, ’cause i know it’s coming
ain’t never gave up my team, they know i’m a hundred
gucci down jumping out that sleve, they know how i’m coming
they say all the real n_ggas in the fed prison
well, let them treat me like a peasant, i’m a head n_gga
it’s time to get up off your ass, and get some bread, n_gga
used to shoot [?] bread, yeah, i’m a bradwinner
big n_gga jumping out the rental, 5 chains on, i don’t need a pistol
chopsticks at benihanas when i’m sitting down, i eat different
any n_gga talking ’bout taking something from me, better reconsider
stacks on deck, i keep them with me
word on the streets [?]

[chorus: tone tone]
just wanna ball forever
just wanna ball forever
i just wanna ball forever
ever ever
i wanna ball
forever, ever, ever
i wanna shine with my team forever
sip on lean forever
f_ck bad b_tches forever
ball on these n_ggas forever
[verse 2: peezy]
i get a bag on the strip, just ’cause my name strong
talk to b_tches like a pimp, n_gga, my game strong
was in the county fighting cases with them chains on
soon as they let me out that b_tch, i put my chain on
wasn’t complaining ’bout sh_t, ’cause n_gga, i’m a g
i signed more autographs in the jail than on the streets
seen a judge give a n_gga life, he said he live through me
i gotta ball just for him, that’s on my only seed
20 in my pocket, 20 on my neck and wrist
no matter what i’m going through, they never see me switch
treat your b_tch like she ain’t sh_t, n_gga, no disrespect
but she go r_t_rded on that d_ck, she need to get a check
fresh n_gga, jumping out of foreigns
sh_tting on these n_ggas, starting to get me bored
finna make a movie in the strip club, tell the camera man hit record
money flying out in each direction, hit n_ggas’ hands like we in the war
straight g for the escolade, tell the [?] to park it in the door

- peezy

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