John Fox
It Is What It Is
Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Winningest coach in NFC South history (still ballin)
Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame
In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga
Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, EASTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz
I love my cheerleaders strapped, no fuckin from the back
I get my currency in stacks, Carolina's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggaz wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed
for all my homies in the pen, many QB's dead
Niggaz still ballin
Still ballin, until I die
You can bring your crew ************
I be ballin, they wonder why
(You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers still)
Now as I kneel and pray I hope JR understand
When he's gone, devolve, I become a dangerous man
Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin (I'm sayin)
But when Atlanta go to spray 'em boy I don't be playin
With clientele, any rhyme sales
Question is, will you local writers ride for real, huh?
Bitch nigga this is G rated
Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this shit
Done fucked around and put me and Trgo on the bitch
And you can tell 'em COVER 3 was the reason for this
And I ride for any lineman who believe in the shit
I'm still ballin
Still ballin, 'til the day I die
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin, niggaz wonder why
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin
Now Gantt wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
Niggaz holla out my name and it's similar to rape
Tampa know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound
Cause Trgo don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now, blast
Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin
Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin
Winningest coach in NFC South history (still ballin)
Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame
In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga
Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, EASTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz
I love my cheerleaders strapped, no fuckin from the back
I get my currency in stacks, Carolina's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggaz wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed
for all my homies in the pen, many QB's dead
Niggaz still ballin
Still ballin, until I die
You can bring your crew ************
I be ballin, they wonder why
(You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers still)
Now as I kneel and pray I hope JR understand
When he's gone, devolve, I become a dangerous man
Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin (I'm sayin)
But when Atlanta go to spray 'em boy I don't be playin
With clientele, any rhyme sales
Question is, will you local writers ride for real, huh?
Bitch nigga this is G rated
Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this shit
Done fucked around and put me and Trgo on the bitch
And you can tell 'em COVER 3 was the reason for this
And I ride for any lineman who believe in the shit
I'm still ballin
Still ballin, 'til the day I die
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin, niggaz wonder why
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin
Now Gantt wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
Niggaz holla out my name and it's similar to rape
Tampa know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound
Cause Trgo don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now, blast
Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin
Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin
