Ball Like Kyrie

You ain't getting money you just acting like it
I been getting money not enough I'm just rapping like it
I can show you how to get the paper you just gotta type it
Look you in the face and make a hit I just gotta write it
Look me in my eyes and suck the dick I just got excited
Stare me in my eyes and tell the truth why the fuck you lying
Put the wood against the lighter nigga why I'm always flying
Catch me putting fire in the wood like a nigga hiking
18 zips sold it all and did the Griddy Minnesota Viking
Michigan Man Mac flow from Detroit I don't ball no more
Hit the ganja hit me like Ray Rice did in Baltimore
I still will make a play just for the money me and shorty we don't talk no more
I still a pull up on you in the J we don't walk no more
She still got tendencies that I don't like so she out the door
I still a take doggy out the kennel he wont bark no more
Ima let my doggy off the leash it can get wicked
Five holes in his Boston tee he the Big Ticket
Five shots and a twisted tea she gone get ridiculous
Heard the pussy fire literally she'll leave you dickless
I been whipping up like Aunt Jemima I'm in the kitchen
I would never argue with a bitch to prove a point cause she just want attention
I don't give a fuck what you do with him I just want him missing
Pop a pacifier in his mouth the lil boy don't listen
Henny mix it up with something light naw I ain't gone risk it
Nigga think he balling like Kyrie but he ball like Tristian
Leemac Elvis Presley in this bitch I'm a move taker
I been the Mac I'm just the 2.0 I'm a new player
I bought the forces creased them out the box I don't really care
I creased the money why you in my pockets how you get in there