"Speedballin'" lyrics

Hey-yo, hey-yo
We speedballin'

Livin' by the grace of God
At the pace of the Devil, life is hard
We speedballin'
With no time to waste
The treble tends to weeble-wobble over the bass
We speedballin'
Nose wanna blow out steam
So make some fuckin' noise, if you know what I mean
We speedballin', ha
But if you don't, you won't
You'll end up in your trouble while the fury of funk
We speedballin'

Uh, uh
Yeah, sucka, we're speedballin', ballin', ballin', ballin'
Yeah, uh, we speedballin', ballin', ballin'
Uh, yeah, we speedballin', ballin', ballin'
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, we speedballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', uh (Ooh, yeah)
We speedballin', yeah, woo, yeah, uh (Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ooh yeah)

Mama think I'm on that blow
'Cause anything over marijuana fo' sho
We speedballin', huh
If I could just come down
But when I do come down, I don't like how it sound
We speedballin', woo
The pitcher all on the mound
Thowin' fastballs with a curve, the nerve of speedballin', ha
Some niggas serve to live
Some niggas live to serve, not a fuck who they give
We speeballin', ha

Yeah, woo, we speedballin', ballin'
Yeah, can y'all smell that?
Uh, we speedballin', ballin', ballin'
Ha, come on
Yeah, we speedballin', what?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

My God, my heart, my start, my savior, my soul
My end, my friend, my sin, now when will I go?
If you can hear me now then make me move
Stank-ya, I like it like that, I'm in yo' groove

Eastport, yeah, yeah, South world, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Decatur
Woo, we speedballin', uh, yeah, yeah, ATL
Uh, yeah, New York, we speedballin', ballin', ballin'
Woo, yeah, uh, uh, we speedballin', L.A.
Woo, woo, we speedballin'
Woo, woo-woo, woo, woo-woo, uh, uh, uh, uh, we speedballin'
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, woo, woo, we speedballin'
What, ha, what? Woo, woo, we speedballin'

Who the fuck said rock didn't roll no more?
Who the fuck said rock didn't roll no more?
Who the fuck said rock didn't roll no more?
Who the fuck said rock didn't roll no more?

Niggas wanna think these boys don't blow
Ho, you see them snortin' the coke
Chaos still don't give you a hope
Maybe you think the music is low
Maybe you say the niggas is wack
If he asks, want some crack
If you do bad, you never come back
Back to life, reality black

Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump the brakes
Analyze, take that down to stakes
Take a shortcut tryna win the race
What you gonna do when you step in the place?
At a player's place, niggas, takin' my time
What he gon' say when I freak the rhyme?
How you gon' feel when I skeet the 9?
Buck, buck, buck, niggas, on the grind

Nigga-fied 'cause we still on the grind in the trap for the dope boys
Speedballin', free-fallin' in my own moon and my own zone
Boy, life is short, gotta suck it up, artsy-fart, niggas, fuck it up
Down in the trenches, press your luck
Assed-out like you in the butt, niggas, what?

My soul is burnin', about to catch fire
I'm overheatin', about to catch fire
I can't help myself, I'm on fire
Oh, good Lord, my soul is burnin', about to catch fire
I'm overheatin', about to catch fire
I can't help myself, I'm on fire
I'm on fire, oh, good Lord

My soul is burnin', about to catch fire
I'm overheatin', about to catch fire
I can't help myself, I'm on fire
Oh, good Lord, my soul is burnin', about to catch fire
I'm overheatin', about to catch fire
I can't help myself, I'm on fire
I'm on fire, oh, good Lord
My soul is burnin', about to catch fire
I'm overheatin', about to catch fire
I can't help myself, I'm on fire