Erick Rush - All Ball lyrics

(Verse 1) The day I pa** away I'll live forever They wonder why I never feel the pressure Cuz I'm ducking law with every one of my endeavours Still spitting that raw, I can't help it I'm over zealous You're never outta lines if you got betters They'll never give u time if u got cheddar Moving like the slime, I'm the muhf**ing n***a I came up from the slums, now I'm gettin' recognition Im a walkin' superstition I be whipping heat everytime I walk in the kitchen You ain't gotta talk If you can live it You ain't gotta cough if you got sizzurp Champagne bottles, pop a cork and get wizork, but.. (Chorus) There's more than wanting to ball I'm content wit wanting it all I got n***as trappin' in walls I'm just doing this sh** for all y'all And I know I don't always call y'all I'm elevating into the stars y'all I'm tryna find a way to bring all y'all I'm tryna find a way we can All Ball (Ayy) I'm tryna find a way to bring all y'all (Right?) I'm tryna find a way we can All Ball (Verse 2) Cuz we can all get money All 7 billion people there's enough for every one em There's enough for every one em 12 inch pipe, that's enough for any woman Haa, I'm playin', but for real tho I'm pretty normal for a weirdo And all the attention I get is real dope But, to be honest man I'm still broke They never tell you that the fame comes first But I'll be out here grinding til my income hurts So let me tell you man, the fame comes first But if you grind it out one day your income bursts Like, BOOM man he blew up!! Ooh man, he too much No swimming in my pool man it's full of barracuda's That's a deadly a** wave for ya That's how you get em to make way for ya I told my youngins watch how imma make a way for ya My city got the heat and imma play D-Wade for ya All u gotta do is truss me Imma hold it down from Castle Downs to William Lutsky, but.. (Chorus) Today you see a man with a motive But early 2011 I was cashing in on dope heads Early 2012 I almost ran outta focus Til I made it to the Durban coast Dropped OE, that was for my homies I bump it everytime I miss my homies Man I got a notebook full of rhymes in my Sony Tryna get the bread but keep it mayo and bologna That's gutta, that's grimy I'mma be that n***a you can chill and hang around wit Same n***a you was down wit Same n***a that was down witcha.. (Chorus)