Ball Like Harden Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2018
Lyrics
Pardon me I know the wait was long
Clock is tickin, time to take the throne flow be fly
Like when BI was the of K-I-N-G of NY
Look I AM to the dirty dirty, what PAC was to the yay yay
They don't know it yet but they gon respect this HOUSTON rocket might put up 80
I'm dedicatin this tune to the teachers who said I was slow
Like screw tapes remembered in June I'm the blue bonnet that bloomed
In the middle of winner the opposite of a winner, I never thought it would happen this rapping shit
In the state of hip hop where niccas stirring the pot wit that trash D, they ain't trapping shit
H town my city, Beyonces, Maliya's, Michelle's everywhere but guess what nigga, every thing ain't pretty
We taking no L's
We winning
Playas gangstas hustlas huddled up, like what's the play, my whole team they wit it
We out here trying to ball like harden
Jane mufucking me hard'n
Boys trying to ball like harden where I'm from, where I'm from
Toyota the staple the garden
Boys trying to ball like harden
H-town I beg yo pardon that's where I'm from, where I'm from
Once upon a time a nicca wasn't talking money, so I told the nicca leave me alone
He got the fuck on I went back to my zone, the end, don't you love how that story goes
It's so many different scenarios
I guess it depends on the barrio, me I keep it stiff like a hard dick, but these pussys be snitching like there he go
Aye, I from where the rats get whacked for the cheddar, more than bike parts get peddled, cash rules everything around me I'm a underground King, pimp c, wu tang
Wakanda forever
Look, shorty thick and shorty fine she might make my startin five
Depending on how she roll that swisha sweet, and load that 45
Cuz, I told my mother I would be a star
Know I broke her heart when I broke the law
Some niccas married to the game, some niccas son and laws
Where they drip candy down the MLK boulevard
H town my city, Beyonces, Maliya's, Michelle's everywhere but guess what nigga, every thing ain't pretty
We taking no L's
We winning
Playas gangstas hustlas huddled up, like what's the play, my whole team they wit it,
We out here trying to ball like harden
Jane mufucking me hard'n
Boys trying to ball like harden where I'm from, where I'm from
Toyota the staple the garden
Boys trying to ball like harden
H-town I beg yo pardon that's where I'm from, where I'm from
Go go gadget versus 84s, all blue navy cedes doors, Sunday I don't save these hoes ask ya girl about me
Look, I just want my momma to hear me on the radio
I know my daddy he can't wait to tell the world about me
I'm from where they rap a lot, pack the gat a lot drip sauce bang screw they do that lot
Get it from the mud only way is up get it from the bottom, we just trying to make it to the top
Picture me
Italy counting blessings
Come a long way from home, literally
House arrested
Yeah shorty thick and shorty down, she might make my starting five, depending on how she roll that swisha sweet, and load that 45
Cuz, I promised momma I would be a star
Know I broke her heart when I broke the law
Some niccas married to the game, some niccas son and laws
Where they drip candy down the MLK boulevard
H town my city, Beyonces, Maliya's, Michelle's everywhere but guess what nigga, every thing ain't pretty
We taking no L's
We winning
Playas gangstas hustlas huddled up, like what's the play, my whole team they wit it
We out here trying to ball like harden
Jane mufucking me hard'n
Boys trying to ball like harden where I'm from, where I'm from
Toyota the staple the garden
Boys trying to ball like harden
H-town I beg yo pardon that's where I'm from, where I'm from