4 My Town [Play Ball] lyrics

[Intro: Birdman]

Play ball!

Yeah, so priceless

Life's so priceless nigga, you understand me? It's just like that

My car so priceless, my bitch so priceless,

My familia is so priceless nigga, ya understand me?

Either you wit us, or you ain't wit us

Or either you in the huddle or yall could huddle

Either you ridin up or we pass some flyin by sayin "Fuck it"

It's Young Money Cash Money playboy

That's bout the size up

At the rooftop, so hot up in here nigga

Yeah, let's go

[Chorus: Drake]

Take yourself a picture when I'm standing at the mound

And I swear it's going down, I'm just repping for my town

Off a cup of C.J Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown

And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I'm around

See that Aston Martin, when I start it hear the sound

I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown

But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass

Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground

[Verse 1: Drake]

Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical

Spades or the Opus, baby, what you got a feeling for?

I can show you new things, have you feeling spiritual

Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes - miwacles

Yeah, okay, they say that I'm the one, in fact

Some say that I'm their favorite but I ain't hearing none of that

I’m about my team, ho, Young Money running back

Cash Money superstar, where the fuck is Stunna at?

Damn

[Verse 2: Birdman]

Untouchable 40 with my AK

Mastermind, big money heavy weight

On the grind, flipping money in every way

Headline, my bitch shine everyday

Pearl white Don P, Marc Jacobs gloves

Cartier Louis case with a dope plod

From the mud where they what you leave in your blood

Going in, flipping hundreds get the young plug

Show ‘em where it go

Floating on the floor, getting more dough

Grind hard, go, black diamond show, watch the flame blow

And how you stay grounded? Cash no go

And how you stay mounded? Cash no flow

And how you stay shining? Bentley off the floor

And how you stay high? Purple pine dro

Diamond minks, fur, February snow

[Chorus: Drake & Lil Wayne]

Take yourself a picture when I'm standing at the mound

And I swear it's going down, I'm just repping for my town

Off a cup of C.J Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown (CJ)

And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I'm around (yeah)

See that Aston Martin, when I start it hear the sound

I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown (Stunna)

But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass

Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]

Uhh, you know you paid when you got Baby with ya

It's Young Money like Ben Frank's baby pictures

I’m a lady twister, I kiss her whiskers

I been running this shit - blisters

Sticking to the script: movie star money

And if you gassed up, I leave the car running

I’m a big smoker, I’m a little drinker

My peace sign is just the trigger and the middle finger

Wha-what you know about it, man ya’ll clueless

I let two women ride me, that's car-poolers

I rock stupid ice, Mr. Water Coolers

If y'all in the building then we are intruders

Simmer down, pimpin', let me handle this

I know the game: analyst

Man I’m the shit, and y'all janitors

Blow out the kush and crack a smile for the cameras

[Chorus: Drake & Lil Wayne]

Take yourself a picture when I'm standing at the mound (Tunechi)

And I swear it's going down, I'm just repping for my town (Yeah)

Off a cup of C.J Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown

And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I'm around

See that Aston Martin, when I start it hear the sound

I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown

But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass

Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground

[Outro: Birdman]

I see you boy

Mula, ya [?]

Behind the sky

Who next, [?], believe that

[?] cloud and smoke, yeah

We up here boy

Straight over old school, just like

Just like that, CMB

Drizzy, 1 hunnid

Brr-eah

• Artist:Birdman
• Album:Pricele$$ (2009)