[Intro]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty inch blades on the Impala
A caller gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money then fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 1: NoCapBaby]
Up next on yo' list I never really cared about it
Everybody on that list is bullshit I don’t care about it
You was sliding in the Benz and we was never worried bout it
Ask myself why I rap, I share my love to everybody
Get this I get that
Everybody want that
Back back, die young I had a dream I lived that
Fake checks and blue checks Ima let you brag about it
Fake checks and blue checks Ima let you brag about it
[Verse 2: Virtue O.s.O]
I don’t worry about no list I seen you niggas on
Stop blowing up my DM
Eye to eye don’t see them
Baby I be rappin’ what I see and what I breathe in
Bitch I cannot be them
Gang raps you fucking up the game up
Me my niggas came up
Up and I can’t say much
Never do no fake checks or blue checks, you famous?
Man you niggas lame much
Tell me how you came up
10 thou-wow down 50 more cause we don’t play much
NO ENTRY, you can’t rate us
[Verse 3: YOUNG MU$TY]
Really I ain’t here for no would've-could've-should've shit
Fuck a list, we can’t compete wit' no would've-beens
Heard you had to beg yo' big homie for a publicist
Lame ass boy got exposed, now it’s crushin' em
NO ENTRY AVE, you should know you can’t fuck wit ‘em
Next up, get your checks up, not the fake ones
Fake love from your day ones, I can't take nun'
Say some, spray the place up we could lace up
[Outro]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty inch blades on the Impala
A caller gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money then fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way, yeah