Jody Breeze - Ballin' My Life Away lyrics

(feat. 8 Ball & Jazze Pha) [Jody Breeze:] Yessssa It's Ya Boy J-O-D-Y Breeze Look Check Well this a young pimp you don't wanna f** wit, Only weigh bout a buck six But I buck quick The four-fifth what I tout, duck b**h, if ya ain't get down I guess you outta luck pimp Keeping it gutta hoping out of peanut bu*ter whip, jalapeño peppers got me spittin' hotter sh** That's why I'm hotter trick, call me a lotto pick, cuz my flows lethal then Bruce Lee karate kick (waaaaa) Some say I got it bad, cuz I tout a lot of guns like I got a badge, making lots of cash selling crumbs out bag In bout another month or so I can go and cop a jag, you do the math As long as I'm in the lab, I mixing different ingredients, it's my intelligence telling me that the game needing it And I'm a lil' to mean to be lenient, so listen why I could vision Jody Breeze a genius What it is Jazz [Hook x2: Jazzy Pha] We gone smoke the fieriest dro' f** the fliest hoes Everywhere we go I skate an escapade in my escalade Ballin' my life away [8ball:] Yeah n***a!!! Me and Breeze in the Hummer n***as don't want drama, make it hot like summer On Fire!! Burn the house to da ground, boys know I'm from the mound, n***as know how we get down No Mercy!!! We got them choppas in the trunk, disrespect and ? poppin off junk We get the club crunk, G's what they please, from overseas, brown skin clutching on my sleeves Green sticky weed, switched to sweet willow, cool like rollow, chippin through the ghetto Drum roll, used to be like listen to my demo, now them lil project a** n***as I'm their hero Benz wit the oversized rims, wit the fresh gold timbs, braids to the back, feeling like a pimp (fareal) Jazzy pha and ? in the back at the tweeze, on a Saturday night, chicken strips and yak n***a [Hook x2: Jazzy Pha] We gone smoke the fieriest dro' f** the fliest hoes Everywhere we go I skate an escapade in my escalade Ballin' my life away [Jody Breeze:] 8Ball and space age pimpin and old age women Dick filling hoes up like Sunday dinners I don't think you really want it wit the gunplay n***a Cuz you a f*gget as Beyounce faïence n***a (no offense jigga) Hey I'm stalking money as long as the arms of Dekimbe See about 3000 and hour like I'm Andre Now how bout' that Jody Breeze an Outcast/Outkast I'm paranoid looking at me spraying, get you shot at I'm a big boy wit big balls, all we do is big balls Hard not to see me I'm wit jazzy pha and big ball And I'm choosey when I pick broads, cuz I don't f** wit big draws Girl gone on chill for a minute, n***a dick s** [Hook x2: Jazzy Pha] We gone smoke the fieriest dro' f** the fliest hoes Everywhere we go I skate an escapade in my escalade Ballin' my life away