Grant Hill

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Jab Julien
Still ballin' on him even though I sprayed my ankle
I hit it so good that she said thank you
Not a fool even though I was born in April
If they never truly loved you, they can't really hate you
Like my nigga Squeeze I be blind to it
You can do anything put your mind to it
They wanna own my name and all of my music
I'd rather do it on my own I ain't that stupid
You really gotta watch who you crew with
I bump team Eastside, ghetto boyz the blueprint
Stuff I did years ago, they treatin' like it's new shit
I don't even brag, so they act like I ain't do it
Don't ask bout Kenneth, Infinite finished
Back in the hood and it turned me to a menace
You ain't tryna get it, you too worried bout an image
Hate that I was ballin', now they bent you in a scrimmage
Damn, the mixtape soundin' like an album
I was goin' in knowin' this'll be the outcome
Did it with a deal, now I'm bout to blow it out one
Smokin' on cereal milk, yeah, this the la-la
She used to call me daddy, but now they callin' me papa
I always find a way, so it's never in me to not try
If I bring her round and you can get her, then she wi-fi
You know it's pounds only, ain't no high fives
COVID came and it had us usin' lifelines
And whenever I drop, it's the right time
I'm in my right mind
If you workin' and you focused, you can grow with it
If you ain't got it, you ain't got it, but could go get it
I wrapped the paper around the wood cause it had holes in it
And I bulletproofed the safe from the gold diggers
Show you how to go from fell off to well off
Smoked this whole pack, he ain't even get a sell off
Bills pilin' up and T-Mobile cut his cell off
Ida came, I wish we had a boat so we could sail off
I ain't the type of nigga that a bitch would try to tell off
Ain't the type of nigga that a nigga try to gel off
Niggas scared of jail, they get locked and write a tell-all
She barely text you now, but you think she gon' pick up jail calls?
I know I'm always preachin' that you gotta risk it
But if you do some dumb shit, that come with consequences
Money on my mind and a whole lot of bitches
Cause I run a business and I got a whole lot of bitches
Still ballin' on them even though I sprained my ankle
I hit it so good that she said thank you
Not a fool even though I was born in April
If they never truly loved you, they can't really hate you

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Written by: James Jones Jr

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