Ball 4 Eva lyrics

by

Yo Gotti


[Hook]
Family that's starved together
Hustle together, got rich together
We should ball 4 eva
4 eva eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva, 4 eva eva
I pray we ball 4 eva
4 eva eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva, 4 eva eva
I pray we ball 4 eva

[Verse 1]
From the bottom to the top I came so far so I neva stop
Product of my block what a Glock in a black boy wit them locks
Ridin' in the Maybach and we way back how we're looking for far
How the f*ck I'm getting this, diamonds cost a couple bricks
Peep the rollie on my wrist, I understand why n*ggas p*ssed
Got no time for n*ggas hatin', I just make some reservation
When they come down to my n*ggas ain't no sense of hesitation, no
Champagne sipping every night is moving scripted
Hop up in that coop you know that b*tch si go to missin
Too much liquor, bad decisions, we're just living like f*ck tomorrow
Hit the club and buy it out, like f*ck the bar
See them pretty fancy cars, better know what's us
And my n*ggas do the same thing
I give em a job and they give minds to same way
I pray that we ball forever, we all on the same page
Look, how far we came
[Hook]
Started all broke, penny in my pocket
Tryin to live a dream, acc*mulate the profit
Now we're getting money, Monday through the Sunday
On another level, my n*ggas
I pray we ball 4 eva
4 eva eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva, 4 eva eva
I pray we ball 4 eva
4 eva eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva, 4 eva eva
I pray we ball 4 eva

[Verse 2]
I'm ballin my religion, piston my super vision
Flood in Jesus pieces, sorry I'm superstitious
We them n*ggas who trendin , foreign was neva rented
Choppa clip come extended, for pus*y n*ggas intendended
All these n*ggas we love and then hate
Government name when I walk int he bank
Ballin b*tch Lebron in the paint
Still I ride what half a tank
Most these n*ggas claiming they real
And when them hard nights and then feel
Meeting my dog got jammed, did bout a couple years in that cell
Now I'm riding off in that aston, kick a whip in that Porsche
India off in that BMW, your next move is that Forbes
Young n*ggas, young n*ggas, f*ck boys can't run with us
Tuck toys, you dumb boy, that Glock kick like a four wheeler
Ain't two shows in one day, seat recline no PJ
Take a look in my n*ggas face, oh Lord how far we came
Went from struggle and from finer things
Now is platinum chains and diamond rings
[Hook]
Started all broke, penny in my pocket
Tryin to live a dream, acc*mulate the profit
Now we're getting money, Monday through the Sunday
On another level, my n*ggas
I pray we ball 4 eva
4 eva eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva, 4 eva eva
I pray we ball 4 eva
4 eva eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva, 4 eva eva
I pray we ball 4 eva

[Hook]
Money and the power, get it by any means
Real n*ggas do whip things
I say you're counting all this paper
b*tch we're living the dream
Real n*ggas do real things
I pray we ball 4 eva
4 eva eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva eva, 4 eva eva
4 eva, 4 eva eva
I pray we ball 4 eva
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