Streetball by Graphene Lyrics
(At the end of the day)
(We all just wanna ball)
[verse]
Look
While I was pushing weight up in the gym
My dawg was pushing weight trynna contend
Cuz a nigga gotta win
We Both was trynna grind and chase a M
While I was in cleats
He knocking niggas out they timbs
Knock the wind
Out a nigga if he cross my face again
I guess ball
And the streets all the same in the end
Niggas using 4 quarters to make the crowd smile
Plus If they fall short
They knowing that the crowd wild
Turn to a dogpile some niggas can’t relate
Put the team on yo back
Giving the food that’s on yo plate
To feed the next nigga family but in return you gеtting hate
No complaints When you the Captain of yo soul and thе master of yo fate
Yelling
Damn
What the fuck i gotta do
To prove it ain’t easy when you walking in the shoes
Of the man with the plan just a kid twice removed
From his youth
Cuz this life done made him harder than the truth
It’s on you
[Chorus]
Ball or the streets
It’s ball or the streets
Same thing we just looking to eat
Transfer pain that was given to me
We getting closer to free
(It’s a jungle out here)
Ball or the streets
Shit it’s ball or the streets
Same thing we just looking to eat
Transfer pain that was given to me
We getting closer to free
These niggas bussin
[verse too]
For my nigga head they wanna leave him done up
My dawg said he’ll smoke a nigga if they try to run up
I Told him to put the gun up
He say that’s his side chick
Call her onomatopoeia
That’s the chick he get wild with
Boom boom pow
Grrrt he love how she sound
Music to his ears a concert when it’s time to get down
I told him I don’t understand all the shit he be thinking
He love the violence
Quick to shoot without even blinking
He said nigga you can’t judge me cuz I know what you bout
Deep down you just like me wanna lay niggas out
Lay mine out on the concrete
Yours just in the grass
A nigga like me use my gat
And nigga you use yo pads
So stop playing with me
Boy we grew up in the same city
Learned to be a man with these hands
When that pain hit me
Knew I couldn’t stumble couldn’t fumble keep that flame me
Case a nigga ever piss me off better hope my aim shitty
[Chorus]
Cuz
Shit it’s Ball or the streets
It’s Ball or the streets
The same thing we just looking to eat
Transfer pain that was given to me
Getting closer to free
It’s Ball or the streets
Shit it’s Ball or the streets
Same thing we just looking to eat
Transfer pain that was given to me
Getting closer to free
[verse tree]
(they’re running)
Side by side around the corner did the dash
Once we in the clear said how the fuck is you still fast
He said some shit never die
My speed done kept my ass alive
But a cop the only one I’m running from that’s on my five
Shit I had to respect it
Can’t let em play you like a ham
Just like the field
They run outside I turn to Kam
Chancellor and shit he said yea bam bam shit
Leave it to beaver cuz I ain’t never gave a damn
So what you saying
Man thank you my nigga I was gone call my mans
But since you down to ride on my side no need to phone a friend
Know you ain’t shooter but this ruger got a different plan
Ain’t no time to backpedal it’s time to get revenge
I’m like damn hold up yo my nigga wait
Hear em say fuck that shit no time to play it safe
Boys in the hood please don’t tell me you that nigga Trey
Heart beating fast Then he laughed when he saw my face
He like chill my nigga
I’d never do that
Know this ain’t yo thing
You got a dream gone pursue that
Ima be straight
But shit you already knew that
And when you be a saint or like Cole I’m yelling who dat
My nigga who dat
(We all just wanna ball)
[verse]
Look
While I was pushing weight up in the gym
My dawg was pushing weight trynna contend
Cuz a nigga gotta win
We Both was trynna grind and chase a M
While I was in cleats
He knocking niggas out they timbs
Knock the wind
Out a nigga if he cross my face again
I guess ball
And the streets all the same in the end
Niggas using 4 quarters to make the crowd smile
Plus If they fall short
They knowing that the crowd wild
Turn to a dogpile some niggas can’t relate
Put the team on yo back
Giving the food that’s on yo plate
To feed the next nigga family but in return you gеtting hate
No complaints When you the Captain of yo soul and thе master of yo fate
Yelling
Damn
What the fuck i gotta do
To prove it ain’t easy when you walking in the shoes
Of the man with the plan just a kid twice removed
From his youth
Cuz this life done made him harder than the truth
It’s on you
[Chorus]
Ball or the streets
It’s ball or the streets
Same thing we just looking to eat
Transfer pain that was given to me
We getting closer to free
(It’s a jungle out here)
Ball or the streets
Shit it’s ball or the streets
Same thing we just looking to eat
Transfer pain that was given to me
We getting closer to free
These niggas bussin
[verse too]
For my nigga head they wanna leave him done up
My dawg said he’ll smoke a nigga if they try to run up
I Told him to put the gun up
He say that’s his side chick
Call her onomatopoeia
That’s the chick he get wild with
Boom boom pow
Grrrt he love how she sound
Music to his ears a concert when it’s time to get down
I told him I don’t understand all the shit he be thinking
He love the violence
Quick to shoot without even blinking
He said nigga you can’t judge me cuz I know what you bout
Deep down you just like me wanna lay niggas out
Lay mine out on the concrete
Yours just in the grass
A nigga like me use my gat
And nigga you use yo pads
So stop playing with me
Boy we grew up in the same city
Learned to be a man with these hands
When that pain hit me
Knew I couldn’t stumble couldn’t fumble keep that flame me
Case a nigga ever piss me off better hope my aim shitty
[Chorus]
Cuz
Shit it’s Ball or the streets
It’s Ball or the streets
The same thing we just looking to eat
Transfer pain that was given to me
Getting closer to free
It’s Ball or the streets
Shit it’s Ball or the streets
Same thing we just looking to eat
Transfer pain that was given to me
Getting closer to free
[verse tree]
(they’re running)
Side by side around the corner did the dash
Once we in the clear said how the fuck is you still fast
He said some shit never die
My speed done kept my ass alive
But a cop the only one I’m running from that’s on my five
Shit I had to respect it
Can’t let em play you like a ham
Just like the field
They run outside I turn to Kam
Chancellor and shit he said yea bam bam shit
Leave it to beaver cuz I ain’t never gave a damn
So what you saying
Man thank you my nigga I was gone call my mans
But since you down to ride on my side no need to phone a friend
Know you ain’t shooter but this ruger got a different plan
Ain’t no time to backpedal it’s time to get revenge
I’m like damn hold up yo my nigga wait
Hear em say fuck that shit no time to play it safe
Boys in the hood please don’t tell me you that nigga Trey
Heart beating fast Then he laughed when he saw my face
He like chill my nigga
I’d never do that
Know this ain’t yo thing
You got a dream gone pursue that
Ima be straight
But shit you already knew that
And when you be a saint or like Cole I’m yelling who dat
My nigga who dat