Key: Bb minor
Verse 1
F
G
Am
F
Wanna be a
baller, shot caller
I hit the highway,
Am
F
G
making money the fly way
I'm a, baller, I'm a twenty-
inch crawler
G
Am
Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller
I- 10 hauler, never a leader not a follower
twenty inch crawler
Bust a left, a right,
I'm outta sight I'm throwed
I’m in a mode n 'fo
hop out my big body form
forget Moet along
I'm hot, find me lookin' good,
diamonds against my wood
got money in my hood
sell a million copy
I'mma crawl slow puffin' on
the Optimo hit the sto'
puffin' indo out the do'
man I'm lookin' clean
good green and nice Byzantines
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
F
G
making money the fly way
Big ballin', smashin',
makin' my ends
makin' my ends
high in the Benz
In the wind smoke goes as I crawl
down on Vogues
G
Twenty Lorenzo,
smoke all up in my nose
Candy- red, two- do',
let my top down slow
Hittin', my remote, sittin',
in my shit
SouthSide
Now we worldwide, watch me highside
can't be denied
flow through and above
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
I hit the highway,
Am
F
G
making money the fly way
Sittin' Fat Down South,
Am
F
rollin' Benz on blocks
Am
And that's for real, so tell me how you feel
first record deal
Shortstop,
puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear
and I ain't drinkin' on no beer
Am
Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride
it's SouthSide
We on a fuckin' mission Expedition,
Navigator
Puttin' it in your face,
and that's for real
it's the player Lil' Will
Down with the 2 Low, Yungstar be a thug
Mo'Thugs an' da Bone,
you know it's goin' down
pop trunks surround by sound
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
I hit the highway,
Am
F
G
making money the fly way
I gots to get better man,
it gots to move on
a PrimeCo phone
now you know no dope pigeon
now these hoes count my inches
Am
F
Had to get older, man it got colder
a chip on my shoulder
virtual reality Caravan
Double doors marble floors naked
hoes around me
niggas they wanna sign me
grills in my grin
forget DenDen
Boobie diamond Ruby's,
I'm watchin' on a movie
and you know I'm in a Jacuzzi
man it's gettin' hot
drive my tight'um off the lot, David Taylor
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
I hit the highway,
I hit the highway
through your neighborhood
Chop chop chop,
headed straight to the top
'bout to close up shop
Am
Showstoppin' dead
end, pimp the pen once again
Peep the message I send
can't comprehend
Big body Benz, as I floss through the south
now whatcha' talkin' about?
as I settle all scores
my similes and metaphors
Mansion doors, I constantly close
go and take off your clothes
a suckin' on the H.A.W.K
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
I hit the highway,
Am
F
Am
But there's got to be a better way!
Outro 1
F
G
Am
F
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