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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Carlton D Mays Jr.
Songwriter
Derelle Rideout
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Producer
Derelle Rideout
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
This my shit right here, this my kinda shit right here
Y'all know me or some
[Chorus]
Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt?
Will I live long enough to raise my son?
Made something out of nothin', ain't nothin' where I'm from
Can your boy do something productive for once?
And once a **** make it, they gon' wanna take it
Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy
Lil' **** out the projects, they rootin' for the baby
Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya
[Verse 1]
If I tell you how I feel, can I fuck?
I gotta see if the pussy good before I cuff
I'm really in the field so I need someone to hug
I'm out here like for real, so I be needin' a little love
All you gotta do is grind, it's gon' take time
Ain't no time to chill, ain't no time to vibe
All my people wanted me to sit my ass down
But I been on go since I got off my behind
Everybody wanna shine, nobody wanna grind
See my **** workin' hard, that shit paid him off fine
None of this shit just fall from the sky
I'm puttin' in work, I done forgot that I was tired
[Chorus]
Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt?
Will I live long enough to raise my son?
Made something out of nothin', ain't nothin' where I'm from
Can your boy do something productive for once?
And once a **** make it, they gon' wanna take it
Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy
Lil' **** out the projects, they rootin' for the baby
Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya
[Verse 2]
Can a **** eat in peace? You leechin' for a crumb
**** ain't even showin' ya love where ya from
Them people took my 40s, so I'm 'bout to go buy a pump
What if trolls roll up on me right now? Should I run?
Can I take you out to lunch?
I just wanna get you full then get all in your stomach
I just made shawty tell a man that she done
Lately she been tellin' me she love me, should I run?
I'm gone, I'm done, I shook and went describin'
I'm not a bad kid, I just didn't have no guidance
Fuck a home run, you boys be runnin' in houses
Robbin', connivin', wylin' and burglarizin'
[Chorus]
Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt?
Will I live long enough to raise my son?
Made something out of nothin', ain't nothin' where I'm from
Can your boy do something productive for once?
And once a **** make it, they gon' wanna take it
Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy
Lil' **** out the projects, they rootin' for the baby
Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya
Written by: Carlton Mays