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I been killin' all these beats
See em' ridin in a hurse
All these haters be on dirt
Why you hating you a dork
I been ballin with no court
Beat

that new foreign that White and Red Porsche
These niggas ain’t solid I'm real to the core
218 ballin' but not on the court
They smiled when they heard me

Bonneto

Cause they know I got heat now 
Only win no defeats now
In the field like cleats now
On the the court like a rebound
Car car got beep now
Big bags

Step in the tombstone 
Let em get tears drawn
Step in the war zone  
Step into crown court 
I did a milestone...
I took the wrong road 
I hit

whenever we move on
You go back to zero

I call you my jester  
Clown of the court you're a joker
And not the cool one you're like a toddler
Stuck in

putting in overtime
So you know I’m on my Way Up
I got a lot that’s on my mind
Stay down never change up
Balling hard on the court no layup
Sticking

you down for a nigga than ride for me yuh
Fucka court date rather spend big racks on my birthday
Hop up outta foreign just so I can beat a court case

where u at
In the studio every time
If it ain't studio then I'm Court
If it Court then find me on a Hick
I see people wondering like where its at
Who gon

and walk
They try to subpoena
Don’t show up to court
I’m on the run
I go build me a fort
I do my thing
And I know that they know
I got that blower
They know

want attention
The niggas full court pressing
She give me no affection
She peeping how im flexin
I snatch her up no question
Im goin off a molly
After

Feeling so natural like this you know that this where I belong
You wanna try to get like this, heh. so long!

I'm on the court, yea, this is my one
Pulling

manque
Je suis triste de jour en jour 
Parce-que les jours sont courts et 
Les nuits sont trops longues.
Quand je rentre le mardi a
Huit heurs il fait noir

Count the three point shots, got 10 in a row 10 in a row
Shoot from the three-point line, I cannot stop I'm on a roll, woah
Ay We tried to hit the court

the problem nigga
Trust me you want nothing
Speed off in a Porsche I push the sport button
Ballin off the court I might just score a hunnit
Niggas don't want no

litty
Everytime we step up on the court we bout to get busy
Let by the great Joel Miller and we bout our business

Shake em off, yea breakin them ankles

en silence, elle s'enfuit
Tremblotant dans la nuit
L'Une noire enfin endormie
N'entendit pas le bruit de ses pas dans la nuit
Court et court cette

city on the map
Rule 4. Get that paper pile and watch it as his stack
In number five, stick together. We'll make it out alive
Rule 6, never have a court

city on the map
Rule 4. Get that paper pile and watch it as he stacks
In number five, stick together. We'll make it out alive
Rule 6, never have a court

for it
Fifteen court dates in three months
It'll fuck me up, I'm gonna pour

Thought I was the last one
We were the first ones living in dirt
That

Now all we got are court letters and sins
I still carry and regret but i cant seem to make amends and forget
Talk to my exes through my poetry cuz were

You see these fools singing like a canary in court
Man fuck these fake gangsta rappers
More like opera singers
You got jokes today
Fake ass snitch,

city on the map
Rule 4. Get that paper pile and watch it as his stack
In number five, stick together. We'll make it out alive
Rule 6, never have a court

I don't even care if we're rich but I don't wanna end up poor
So we ain't gotta do no shit no more
Make enough to leave them estates and courts
'Cause

at my place
And ive got someone to court
But its over a court case
Life's good enough got a smile on my face
Maybe the water's laced
Oh yea it is behold