Headie One - Ball In Peace lyrics

One

T house settings, more time on the M
You know where I'm heading (Direct)
Got this table that's filled
With twenties and tenners
I got a T house fetish (No tracky)
Spent most of my teens in a bando
Only this year I start knowing 'bout debit's
(One) when the fiends in the town
Need to score off me
I didn't care 'bout score and credit (Turn)
I couldn't tell you a time
Cash fell at my feet
Headie had to go and get it
How many times I've been a tennant, upsie
I paid nine rocks to rent it (One)
Came out of jail and I didn't get
To celebrate my twenty first and twentieth
I weren't even home one week when I
Got that Nina and press her (Quickly)
I just out me O of each and it
Gets me a shotty and a stolen Jeep (Gang)
I had a good run this week (Gang)
This fiend don't want me to trap
Out her yard no more
I guess she got cold feet (Why?)
You know that bando firing hot
Gangdem still trapping out Sophie's
(Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)

I've been just tryna ball in peace
I'm either OT dealing with the drug
Squad or in the hood, it's armed police
I took a chase and I threw that boot
I done done it on site like Cardi B
Feds pissed off they can't find no
Smoke, all up in my yard, doing carpentry
All up in court tryna tarnish me
I hope my lawyer go hard for me

Real OT boy
Why you think feds can't lock me in Isis?
(Never) and if I was locked in a local
That was for works or violence (Always)
Told shawty "Go get her a man that does both"
(One)
Still gotta peel off a bread for a smoke
(Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
All I ever want is a gun I can stroke, bitch
Can you play that part for me?
If we get bagged with this 44 long
Will you take the charge for me? (One)
I told shawty, I don't jugg
I just rap and I do construction partially
But I'm on the M-way doing up map (Turn)
What you think I do with this cash? (Turn)
Fastest blacked out Beamer with the
Gang, still jump out, do it and dash
(Ay) can't tell me 'bout hustle, jailhouse
I done it with spice and hash (Everything)
You can't tell me 'bout
Upsey deliveries, bandos
Any excuse for the trap (Everything)
I was kilometres from home tryna charge three
Fiddy for an ounce of amm'
Now it's dinner in Hakkasan

I've been just tryna ball in peace
I'm either OT dealing with the drug
Squad or in the hood, it's armed police
I took a chase and I threw that boot
I done done it on site like Cardi B
Feds pissed off they can't find no
Smoke, all up in my yard, doing carpentry
All up in court tryna tarnish me
I hope my lawyer go hard for me