[Intro]
Ooh-wee! Evil Morty, that was quite a scheme; makes me wonder if there's an evil me out here. But I guess; sometimes I look at my life and I may not even need 'em, 'cause, well, guess I made a pretty big mess of things myself
[Chorus]
I'ma ball forever (Yeah), I'ma ball forever (Yeah)
You gon' fall forever (Yeah), I control the weather (Yeah)
Ice on me like snowy weather (Yeah)
Pay for a show, feel better (Uh, yeah)
Gas hittin' like Floyd Mayweather (Uh, yeah)
Back in and I'm stackin' my cheddar (Ugh, yeah)
Back in and I'm stackin' my cheddar (Uh-huh), yeah
Evergreen (Green), I'm a cash machine (Yeah)
What is happening? (What the fuck?)
Nigga, you come after me (After, uh), yeah
After me (After me), nigga, you a drama queen (Drama queen)
You ain't passin' me
You ain't passin' me
[Interlude]
Ooh-wee! Never got my job at the university back, remember that? Rick made me do karate. Now it was kinda funny, but I guess things went downhill from there. Started isolating myself from Amy; used to tell her everything I was feeling. Then I guess I stopped, 'cause I wanted her to love who she thought I was, not who I felt myself becoming. Ever think about how horrified the people we love would be if they found out who we truly are? So we just dig ourselves deeper into our lives every day, ultimately hurting the only people brave enough to love us. Wish I didn't do that. Wish I was brave enough to love them back. I don't know, maybe you should try it. We don't have as much time as we think. Ooh-wee...
(Passin' me, you ain't passin' me)
(You ain't passin' me, you ain't passin' me)
(Huh, yeah, passin' me, yeah, passin' me)
(Yeah, passin' me, you aren't passin' me)
(You ain't passin' me)
(Huh, you come after me)
(You ain't passin' me, heh, you come after me)
(You ain't passin' me, you come after me)
(You ain't passin' me, you ain't passin' me)
(You come after me, you come after me)
(You come after me, huh, you ain't passin' me)
(You ain't-, you ain't-, you ain't passin' me)
[Verse 2]
Yeah
I-I'ma keep ballin' as long as the sun is up
I'ma get the bag like a track star, runnin' up
Shawty got [?], she was tellin' hoes suck it up
If I'm at the party, lil' ho, you better fuck it up
I left that toxic shit, sum me up, huh, yeah, sum me up
Said we got beef but I ain't even heard of him
Took his shawty, yeah, she ended up curvin' him
If he run up on me, then I'ma murder him (Yeah)
His girl in the back screamin', "Stop it, you're hurting him" (Yeah)
Pull up on the block with this choppa, it's burnin' him (Uh, yeah)
He ain't think I'm 'bout it, that lil' nigga learning then (Yeah)
[?] money deposit, I'm finna be splurgin' then (Yeah)
Hey, what's in your wallet? I'm tryna get something there (For real)
This shit outta pocket like get out my pocket
No, I don't do the handouts, you better go earn it, man
You say that's yo' shawty so why the fuck did she pull up to my crib?
Swear that lil' ho be flirting, man
Sorry, lil' bro, I know you ain't deserve it, man
I just been chillin' with demons and serpents
I'm finna drop it, it's hot like a furnace
Throw all this pain away, bitch, I'ma burn it
When bro in his feelings, he pop him a 30
He keep me around 'cause he gotta stay sturdy
I gotta keep clean but my pistol look dirty
No, I don't need it, I been on this shit since the last time them muhfuckas heard me, huh
They don't agree with the choices I made
And them muhfuckas ended up turnin'
Fairly Odd like Timmy Turner
But I ain't gotta keep no burner
I'ma just keep livin', learnin'
