O.G EzzY - Ball Hog

Fuck a team player
I'll do it by myself
Ball hog when you needed it
They ain't give no help
And fuck a pass the ball
I want the last shot
Loser try to ball, should've been a mascot

Fuck a team player
I'll do it by myself
Ball hog when you needed it
They ain't give no help
And fuck a pass the ball
I want the last shot
These losers try to ball
Should've been some mascots
Ain't no second chances
Got to make it happen
Yeah I use to play ball
Went straight to trapping
Shawty took them college classes
Went straight to dancing
Bills gotta be paid
Family got to eat
It's a struggle to make it in these streets
It's a struggle to make it in these streets

Like Wilt, I drop a hundred
No cap talk
Win or lose a soldier
Had to walk the walk
Banana strapped nutrition
Gangsta holding ammunition
Killers move in silence
I'm solo, violent, low on tolerance
I'm in these streets
You know a soldier got to eat
I'm at a feast, Louie Vuitton designers on my feet
Standing ten toes down
I'm at that money, want the crown
Left em all with a frown
Them pussy niggas let me down
Paper trailing, no caking out smarting the crackers in the system
Ogezzy went missing
Lay low and check the competition
Deep waters went fishing
Throwing out that line on a mission
Power house reeling in

More money, more money coming in
More money, more money coming in
More money, more money coming in
More money, more money coming in
More money, more money coming in

Fuck a team player
I'll do it by myself
Ball hog when you needed it
They ain't give no help
And fuck a pass the ball
I want the last shot
These losers try to ball
Should've been some mascots
Ain't no second chances
Got to make it happen
Yeah I use to play ball
Went straight to trapping
Shawty took them college classes
Went straight to dancing
Bills gotta be paid
Family got to eat
It's a struggle to make it in these streets
It's a struggle to make it in these streets

Watch them fake hoes with them ass shots
She done set your ass up
You got your ass shot
They rode the bus with me on my last stop
Had to watch when things got hard and watch em flip flop
Heart broke, bad relations tore my soul apart
Heart broke, bad relations tore my soul apart
Lord I know you see me steady dodging all them demons
In and out of trouble fighting so much evil
Had to rebuke em like a preacher
See me pulling off them leaches
Blood suckers, shit ge deeper
Dressed in all black
Corner of my eyes, I see the Grim Reaper
Boogie Man creeping
He gone hit you while you sleeping
He gone hit you while you sleeping
Out the corner of my eyes, in the back I see the Grim Reaper

Fuck a team player
I'll do it by myself
Ball hog when you needed it
They ain't give no help
And fuck a pass the ball
I want the last shot
These losers try to ball
Should've been some mascots
Ain't no second chances
Got to make it happen
Yeah I use to play ball
Went straight to trapping
Shawty took them college classes
Went straight to dancing
Bills gotta be paid
Family got to eat
It's a struggle just to make it in these streets
It's a struggle just to make it in these streets

Written by:
Omar Graham

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