Lyrics

[Intro] Aye, aye, aye J Balli, J Balli, aye Living my life, felt I've never had a purpose, aye Working just isn't working, I have to come up with something Hope my demise just doesn't come from something worhtless Of that I'm fucking certain, one day I'll fucking surface For that paycheck, I'ma make wreck I been trapping on the low key, I should say less When I get it with the homie, I'ma break bread Fuck that bitch she barely know me, need that latex Yeah I'm running, I'm running around Been a bit heavy that boy with them pounds Flipping, I'm flipping like tumbling down Still in the trap but I feel better now Feeling good and I don't even know how Getting bread used to just fuck around My dank loud but not making a sound Need like 10 M's up inside my account For the gang I'm gonna need a new house Stay on my grind 'til I finally get it From sales off this music, 'til I'm just living I'm trapping, not capping been running a mission I get it from that and I throw it in this shit I don't have time for no snitches (nah, nah) Have to go get it stop with the wishes Good advice, hope that you listen Yo J Balli, he only speak wisdom Felt segragated, I know that they hated 'Cause I immigrated, but yo I was 5 Know that I'm different but if you could listen And not look away 'cause my color eyes They're the ones telling the lies They'll hide in a suit and a tie Fuck it I'll open some minds Even if one at a time I am a misfit, still I do kick it And I do lit shit Tree, yeah I'm flipping, I am not tripping I am not tripping, I am not tripping Feel like a menace, avoiding a sentence Like I'm late for attendance I'm gonna end this, put in work fuck if dirty I do this in a hurry Ride with my bro's got the pack for the low Fuck that girl but don't love her, I know she a hoe It's 440 they know it, they hit up my phone I been riding, I'll slide, hit me up for the O Pack yeah I take it and flip it Ain't no folding now 'cause you know that I'm with it I'm doing the most just to run up them digits But hate being broke since a kid on a mission Why I been growing to be 'bout my business I'm gonna move, yeah I'm gone do the distance Aim 'fore I shoot so you know there's no missing She suck my dick, so you know there's no kissing They ask "where I'm at?" like J Balli been missing I'm in the Hidden Leaf, trap ninja shit Bitch I been back, I got green packs Moving around yeah I be where them fiends at Do you need that? I got the loud and that word is from feedback Why I see racks? I was so low 'til I got up on these tracks I like to spit facts, better believe that Repping 440 lace gang I got my niggas who bang Right at your dome they gon' aim Leave your head without a brain Leave your head without a brain They say I'm going insane, bitch I just been through some pain My grandma told me 'fore she passed "J Balli you can create your own lane" Why I been making my way (440) Why I been making my way (440) Yeah 440 shit