Ball For The Style (feat. Psycho Finesse & Tino Stackzz) [Remix]

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When we pull up we ball with the style
Running the lane we all in the aisle
If we catch you alone you fall in a pile
Till justice is served we're all at the trial
When we pull we ball with the style
Running the lane we're all in the aisle
Tino Stackzz, Psycho Finesse run as long as the Nile
MastaCell in the building and we all running wild

Balling so hard
They trying to give me a foul
Told them broke boys better calm it down
I don't give a f*ck
Who you niggas running with
Cause you know my clique
We stunning and shit
Balling to hard
Like shooting from 3
Like Steph curry
I got that 30 clip on my hip
Dare a f*ck nigga to go trip
Niggas always talking
Like they about they business
I don't need a witness
Every time I'm come around
I do my thing
You mad cause yo nigga lame
Been in the game switching lanes
Bring the pain
Make it rain in the center
I can do that cause I'm bread winner
Like Kevin gates
Eat the cake Anna Mae
Put it all in her face
Tell me how I taste
The mic I blaze when I step on
Y'all niggas need a tampon
From all that hating going on
When you talk to me
Better watch your tone
Look me in the eyes
I'm the prize
When you gone realize
I no need for new friends
I ain't got to pretend that I like you
I don't go by same the rules
I'm Gucci down to the shoe
Make these bitches choose
By the flick of a wrist
Oh that boy
Just took your bitch
I know you salty
That watch cost me
A couple racks
I ain't stunting none of that
Cause I'm Tino stackzz
Spend that shit like dae dae
Everyday payday
When you a hustler
I was taught to get it from the muscle
I was broke back then
So I do it for the struggle
Got to keep my head up
Around these suckers
Dissing the squad y'all in trouble

Huh!
Yup!
Balling with style yea I'm passing my peers
Hop on the plane yea I'm way in the air
She gotta man but she really don't care
These niggas ain't gangsta they kill outta fear
Got Big kahonnas yea I f*ck on the stairs
My vision blurry but my
Crippin is clear
Pocket watching stop the pocket watching
You think you gon run up
You gon die over here
Magic city got da jumping
Got the Bitches  jumping
Got the money coming
Psycho finesse
Gang coming
NowThe money
Now the fiends coming
Masta cell
Got the drip coming
Now Dats drip for sale
Now the rain coming
All these bitches
Wanna fucc and succc summ
We gon fucc summ
She can't say nun
Glitttt

MastaCell made a plan to hit these fools
MastaCell's a Marked man for trying to get his food
If this his last supper and they get the dude
Had the make sure the homies was eating too
Homework Never Ends his my CD nigga
Live shows already too easy nigga
I shouldn't even have to try to beat these niggas
Wait a minute what you saying, this the remix nigga
Bitch I fly in this game like I planned a trip
I nose dive in your dame as I land this bitch
Titanic with the tongue made her came legit
F*ck a nigga talking bout abandon ship
Treat these hard ass rappers like they bambi's bitch
Quick to slay your girl and your mami bitch
Zoom through this hoe game like a candy whip
And make every girl on the way my landing strip
Everybody tripping on streams and memes hopping that the songs don't spiral
(That's a damn shame)
But If I really cared about the numbers would've made a song called vaccine and go viral
(That's a shame play)
I don't follow trends cause the internet a shield and niggas will lie still
(It's a shame game)
Yes one man can change the whole game but ain't a nigga alive bout to change it like I Will
(Whole damn game)
Put that on everything, I know the game will need it
Put on for my city like the mayor seen it
Got the people behind me yes the whole team lit
Every move that I make Blaze like a Phoenix
Treat every track like a strong achievement
Been applying pressure before the off season
They tried to write me off before you all could see it
But Jesus left the cross now they all believe it