-Ru$h- - Ball in Peace

I had a move, and I kept them coming, yeah, I had a groove
You know I'm stuntin' when I act a fool
Came through drippy, I'm fresh out the pool
Smokin' on gas, that's the best kind of fumes

When you make your own, those the best kind of rules
Best kind of cool, I just wanna ball in peace
All in fleece, shit that we play for, call it keeps
See, I got flows, and I got hoes

But I got broads, I ain't call in weeks
Switch up the fit, what we call is streaks
Me and my niggas, we all in deep
We all get seats, we talk about cash

And splittin' up bags, cause we all get breesh
If I come up, we all get piece
The way that I step, kicks won't get creased
If I cop a V, then I gotta see how much

I'ma spend, cause I won't get leased
Never too far, cause we all in reach
Move as a team, so we all get cleats
We all get treats, I'm lookin' to stay a hotel

For the room, man, we all get suites
It's all included, so we all get eats
We all get greets, none of us regular
We all elite, we so hard

And they got mad, cause we got a far
Shoot at the stars, I put in some work
And we got applause, we in the stash
In bags with cash, cause we got it fast

And we gotta last, cause we got a cause
Do as you told, cause you got a job
You'll never fold if you move as a mob
We do the most, I move fast

Gotta weave through the smoke, I'm from the east
Side, part of the coast, I'm smarter than most
See, you gotta brag, I don't gotta boast
I just gotta post, hand with a glass

I just have a toast, yeah
I just wanna ball in peace, all in fleece
Shit that we play for, call it keeps
See, I got flows, and I got hoes

But I got broads, I ain't call in weeks
Switch up the fit, what we call is streaks
Me and my niggas, we all in deep
We all get seats, we talk about cash

And splitting up bags, cause we all get breesh
We started off small, and we all increased
All in peace, if you got a problem
Then call in, please, the way that I step

I ball with ease, I had to switch up
The way I was running, only way up
Cause I started with nothing, she got a feel
For the man I'm becoming, top of discussion

Face real straight, cause I'm not with the bluffing
And my kicks on ice, and I'm not with the scuffing
Life too short, so he copping and puffing
We filling the turkey, I'm shopping for stuffing

Real yard work, he be chopping or something
It's all in the call, got off my ass
Cause I ain't wanna fall, and if I recall
We them young niggas that just wanna ball

Not just now, yeah, we want it all
I stand tall, for G2W
I'm playing ball, I'm breaking walls
You play around, and I'm making brawls

Gear two wear sweatsuit, I'll take a small
And I can't let it fall, it's just me
It ain't no one to call, never no trouble
I'm always involved, hats and sweaters

Man, we make it all, cause I just wanna
Ball in peace, all in fleece
Shit that we play for, call it keeps
See I got flows, and I got hoes

But I got broads, I ain't calling weeks
Switch up the fit, what we call it streaks
Me and my niggas, we all in deep
We all get seats, we talk about cash

And splitting up bags, cause we all get breesh
We all get
We all get breesh
I just wanna ball in

I just wanna ball in peace
Ball in
Ball in

Written by:
Christopher Hall

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