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Performed By: Ballsy
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Basit Barack




Ballsy - No More Lyrics




I been the coolest dude since
Well... whenever
Cuz I provide the blueprints
Reading into this, will only make you better
Why you hesitant? Because you want the credit?
The props for the feta- my bad I meant the fetty
Tasks in front of me- there seems to be too many
The seas be sinning there be seven
There be plenty greed and envy
Inside my body they be creeping in
Been reaching for a hand
But I'm met with nothing else but rejection
On my Slug and Murs tip I felt the perfection
On the rug I sure slipped I keep on misstepping
Backpack synonymous
With the mainstream audience
Of course this is the hardest shit you tried dissecting
What's the point of spreading messages
When only one percent will get em
F*ck the opposition I'm invading
I'm addicting everyday they listen
That's the truth you better get it

Yes I've put in too much effort
No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with
See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures
You won't know what real is even if it f*cking hit ya

Yes I've put in too much effort
No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with
See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures
You won't know what real is even if it f*cking hit ya

I'm addicted to this prison that I've locked myself in
Dreaming of inflicting pain to others it's official yes I've lost it
I've been losing blood from coughing
I can see my own damn coffin
Thinking that this cig puffin
I will never stop it
You will never top this
With your f*cking dumb remarks
When'd you start to think you're smarter
Cuz you're really not
Nor am I we both be blind
To what they hide behind the curtain
Time to shine-the light above is burning
What's the point of purpose
Always thought that this deserted life of mine will start its turning
But it hasn't for a while I'm screaming loud for a service
I've been leaning on an earthquake
I'm engaging in a version of a person that just worsens I keep hurting
I been yearning for a dream
Ever since a kid seeing rappers on TV
With their cars clean, Carmel bitches shaking booties
Obviously it plants the seed for me to be an emcee

Yes I've put in too much effort
No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with
See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures
You won't know what real is even if it f*cking hit ya

Yes I've put in too much effort
No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with
See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures
You won't know what real is even if it f*cking hit ya
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I been the coolest dude since
Well... whenever
Cuz I provide the blueprints
Reading into this, will only make you better
Why you hesitant? Because you want the credit?
The props for the feta- my bad I meant the fetty
Tasks in front of me- there seems to be too many
The seas be sinning there be seven
There be plenty greed and envy
Inside my body they be creeping in
Been reaching for a hand
But I'm met with nothing else but rejection
On my Slug and Murs tip I felt the perfection
On the rug I sure slipped I keep on misstepping
Backpack synonymous
With the mainstream audience
Of course this is the hardest shit you tried dissecting
What's the point of spreading messages
When only one percent will get em
F*ck the opposition I'm invading
I'm addicting everyday they listen
That's the truth you better get it

Yes I've put in too much effort
No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with
See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures
You won't know what real is even if it f*cking hit ya

Yes I've put in too much effort
No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with
See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures
You won't know what real is even if it f*cking hit ya

I'm addicted to this prison that I've locked myself in
Dreaming of inflicting pain to others it's official yes I've lost it
I've been losing blood from coughing
I can see my own damn coffin
Thinking that this cig puffin
I will never stop it
You will never top this
With your f*cking dumb remarks
When'd you start to think you're smarter
Cuz you're really not
Nor am I we both be blind
To what they hide behind the curtain
Time to shine-the light above is burning
What's the point of purpose
Always thought that this deserted life of mine will start its turning
But it hasn't for a while I'm screaming loud for a service
I've been leaning on an earthquake
I'm engaging in a version of a person that just worsens I keep hurting
I been yearning for a dream
Ever since a kid seeing rappers on TV
With their cars clean, Carmel bitches shaking booties
Obviously it plants the seed for me to be an emcee

Yes I've put in too much effort
No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with
See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures
You won't know what real is even if it f*cking hit ya

Yes I've put in too much effort
No more will I cater to an audience that I don't f*ck with
See you later stranger I just paint the realest pictures
You won't know what real is even if it f*cking hit ya
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Writer: Basit Barack
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