Svlm - Ball Out Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ain't no tellin' where I really wan' go
I just wan' hit the open road, yeah yeah
She just wan' ball out wit' her hoes
And I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah

Hashem brought the liqs it's 50 proof, ayy
Man that triple sec'll get you loose, oh yeah
Had to take a sip to hit the booth, ayy
Life is just a trip to find the truth, oh yeah
Thinkin' that I'm playin' but I ain't though
All my highs are quick but all my pain's slow
Thinkin' that they slick because they lay low
After every diss but it's the same old shit
That's some plain old shit
I don't get involved, I just let 'em talk shit
I just wanna talk cheques, all they do is toxic
See my time expensive, I don't need the patek
No, no, no, no

Philip Morris money what I want
And I need it for my fams, I can't do this on my own, yeah yeah
Everythin' I touch is made of gold
It ain't they really 'bout the money but the money make it go, yeah yeah

Ain't no tellin' where I really wan' go
I just wan' hit the open road, yeah yeah
She just wan' ball out wit' her hoes
And I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah
I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah
I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah
Ain't no tellin' where I really wan' go
But I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah

I don't need the Rolly just for thrills
I remember mama T when Rowley ran the drills
Back then I was ballin' but today I'm ballin' harder
Copped some Raptors for my Hawks, bitch I feel like Vince Carter
Can't afford to waste time like some Migos in Atlanta
My money Offset then I'm workin' on my balance
This shit gonna Takeoff cause I'm livin' for the challenge
Gotta get my hands dirty bitch I'm livin' with some callus oh yeah, man
If it's easy is it worth havin'?
That's the shit I'm always f*ckin' askin' myself on the low, yeah
Is this shit really gonna happen?
That's the shit I'm always f*ckin' askin' myself when I smoke, dawg

Philip Morris money what I want
And I need it for my fams, I can't do this on my own, yeah yeah
Everythin' I touch is made of gold
It ain't really 'bout the money but the money make it go, yeah yeahI
Ain't no tellin' where I really wan' go
I just wan' hit the open road, yeah yeah
She just wan' ball out wit' her hoes
And I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah
I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah
I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah
Ain't no tellin' where I really wan' go
But I just wan' ball out wit' my bros, yeah yeah