Whether sunny or gray
You know we go balling
I'm so blessed, you can't hate
Thank the Lord for the day
Whether sunny or gray
You know we go balling
Thank the Lord for the day
You know we go balling
Balling, balling
It's gonna be okay (Balling, balling)
It's 100 in the summer, 95 in the shade
And I'm standing first place, 'cause we set the pace
Still sprinting in the race 'til I catch a cramp and pull up!
Love for my city is nothing for me to pull up!
Lil homie called a butler, lil homie called a case
But nothing about a gangster when you see your mama's face
So everyday I pray and thank the Lord for the day
Just trying to take care of my people and stay out the way!
All my J's like the nines and it's still going down
You wanna ride, can't just lay out in a single file line
Everything go beaten (Yeah), even if it's ridden (Yeah)
Obama Care Insurance, Paul Wall is my dentist
But I finessed the mission, so now I see the vision
A product of environment, result of my decisions
Old-school hit me with some brand new Scriptures (Hold up)
Breaking down knowledge like a backward safe guard, hey
Whether sunny or gray
You know we go balling
I'm so blessed, you can't hate
Thank the Lord for the day
Whether sunny or gray
You know we go balling
Thank the Lord for the day
You know we go balling
Balling, balling
It's gonna be okay (Balling, balling)
Dressed to impress, really never had much
All gas, no brake, the city is still clutched
Some bucks and a pistol, they'll leave you with the fishes
Since pastor pulled me out the water, I've been swimming
Hopper heard a win, tripping, got a hustle spirit
The good Lord above is the only One that I'm fearing
I'm shotgun, he's steering like we're about to hop out
You know we might just hop out and bring that love to your block!
No glocks, still strapped, no dope, in the trap
Still grind, no racks, my raps are all facts
No crack, no jumper, still turned in the summer
Sky Street, homestead, throw away the furniture!
Whether sunny or gray
You know we go balling
I'm so blessed, you can't hate
Thank the Lord for the day
Whether sunny or gray
You know we go balling
Thank the Lord for the day
You know we go balling
Balling, balling
It's gonna be okay (Balling, balling)