Over Everything
[Hook]
In my hood they trying to ball
Over Everything, Over Everything
Ball Ball Over Everything
These little niggas trying to ball
Over Everything, Over Everything
Ball Ball Over Everything
All they think about is
Money, Cash, Hoes
Run the streets is all they know
Reapeat 3x's
[Verse 1]
These little niggas try to ball over everything
In the streets with wedding rings/
Married to the game
They want that money want a name/
For these hoes to holla out
Fuck a school they all about/
Getting cash and buying clothes
Pelle leathers and Girbauds/
And they strapped like them jeans
They be teens serving fiends/
They be 12 popping pills
They be shell shocked for real/
From they momma shooting heroin
Fuck the world from here on/
Daddy never getting out
So we on that quick route/
Is it worth it is it worth it
All them problems that might surface/
Just to stunt on these hoes
Just to flex like Mr. Perfect/
See that money just the surface
You a pawn when you're a worker/
You're a target by the D.A
Same shit on replay/
Possession of narcotics
Intent to distribute happy b-day/
Class X-Felony
So what the hell you telling me/
That 6-30 years
Is it worth it all them tears/
All them cell blocks and them tiers
They know this but all I hear/
Is they gonna ball Over Everything
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
So whose to blame whose to blame
For how these kids get crack cocaine/
Mix it up with baking soda
Cook it up over that flame/
17 with a baby momma
But his gang is all he claim/
Tatted up with dread locks
He think he Wocka think he Wayne/
He be popping call em Yoppers
He was awkward now he changed/
He's a mobsta grab that choppa
Pop Pop Pop ya out ya brain/
Out that lane is hard to be
Out this game is hard to see/
Whats a college when your knowledge
Of how to eat come from the streets/
All you seen is a bunch of fiends
All your hope comes from some dope/
All you heard was flipping birds
And all you fear is not making more/
This ain't a movie ain't a movie
But you Johnny Depp in "Blow"/
Trying to make it 1 more run
Until ATF kicks in that door/
What you facing what you facing
Best case probably probation/
Get that band on your ankle
Then the good Lord you'll be thanking/
But you can't win you ain't in
No different state of mind/
You'll be back in 90 days
Just a sign of the times/
Trying to ball Over Everything
[Hook]
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[Hook]
In my hood they trying to ball
Over Everything, Over Everything
Ball Ball Over Everything
These little niggas trying to ball
Over Everything, Over Everything
Ball Ball Over Everything
All they think about is
Money, Cash, Hoes
Run the streets is all they know
Reapeat 3x's
[Verse 1]
These little niggas try to ball over everything
In the streets with wedding rings/
Married to the game
They want that money want a name/
For these hoes to holla out
Fuck a school they all about/
Getting cash and buying clothes
Pelle leathers and Girbauds/
And they strapped like them jeans
They be teens serving fiends/
They be 12 popping pills
They be shell shocked for real/
From they momma shooting heroin
Fuck the world from here on/
Daddy never getting out
So we on that quick route/
Is it worth it is it worth it
All them problems that might surface/
Just to stunt on these hoes
Just to flex like Mr. Perfect/
See that money just the surface
You a pawn when you're a worker/
You're a target by the D.A
Same shit on replay/
Possession of narcotics
Intent to distribute happy b-day/
Class X-Felony
So what the hell you telling me/
That 6-30 years
Is it worth it all them tears/
All them cell blocks and them tiers
They know this but all I hear/
Is they gonna ball Over Everything
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
So whose to blame whose to blame
For how these kids get crack cocaine/
Mix it up with baking soda
Cook it up over that flame/
17 with a baby momma
But his gang is all he claim/
Tatted up with dread locks
He think he Wocka think he Wayne/
He be popping call em Yoppers
He was awkward now he changed/
He's a mobsta grab that choppa
Pop Pop Pop ya out ya brain/
Out that lane is hard to be
Out this game is hard to see/
Whats a college when your knowledge
Of how to eat come from the streets/
All you seen is a bunch of fiends
All your hope comes from some dope/
All you heard was flipping birds
And all you fear is not making more/
This ain't a movie ain't a movie
But you Johnny Depp in "Blow"/
Trying to make it 1 more run
Until ATF kicks in that door/
What you facing what you facing
Best case probably probation/
Get that band on your ankle
Then the good Lord you'll be thanking/
But you can't win you ain't in
No different state of mind/
You'll be back in 90 days
Just a sign of the times/
Trying to ball Over Everything
[Hook]
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