Ball Game

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Uh, right Child of the ghetto, nobody explained it to me I learned from the streets, no picture was painted for me These niggas is frauds, they not what they claimin' to be Got my 9/11 niggas with me, they cravin' for beef Let the chopper sing to 'em like Frankie Sinatra High school, nigga probably got shoved in a locker This for my niggas up top gettin' ready for lock-up These rap niggas weak, X 'em out like a pop-up Known for makin' movies, give 'em an Oscar Fuckin' low junkie, part reason why they stock up Hoes fall through the show, spendin' cake to watch us Come home to you Kush God on her knockers Uh, you're fuckin' right Just another day, 'nother hard lane night These fuckin' weirdos, these niggas ain't bright Playing 'round with DZA? Ball game, right [Chorus: Smoke DZA] I'm on my way (Way), real long cake (Cake) Won't stop grindin' 'til my crew all straight (Straight) I do it, my dude, don't make me lose my cool Knock 'em out the park, what you wan' do? Nigga, it's ball game That's the ball game, champ, uh Ball game Nigga, the ball game's done, right [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] In every inning, sure your career's ending You niggas ain't winning, really, you're short-winded The bases is loaded, you ever notice? Your spot in the game was took as I look at your team chokin' Sore losers never can play us, a chin bruiser Send shooters on your block, skrrtin' off on a scooter I'm raisin' my stock with every hit record, look at my record Your status'll drop soon as they message me in the session Minor-league coaches, we feed them bitches to vultures You posin' as a poser, we post your death on a poster Your highlight is gettin' closer to stardom We never start 'em, we starve 'em And tire mark 'em in the dust so you can watch 'em In God trust, I'm probably tied up with a cheerleader Just y'all luck, you fucked around and let a queer lead you Time's up, you play softer than Damien We aim it at your cranium and leave fragments over the stadium [Chorus: Smoke DZA & Kendrick Lamar] I'm on my way (What?), real long cake (Cake) Won't stop grindin' 'til my crew all straight (Straight) I do it, my dude, don't make me lose my cool Knock 'em out the park, what you wan' do? Nigga, it's ball game That's the ball game, champ, uh Ball game Nigga, the ball game's done, right