Ball Game

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]

Uh, right

Child of the ghetto, nobody explained it to me

I learned from the streets, no picture was painted for me

These niggas is frauds, they not what they claimin' to be

Got my 9/11 niggas with me, they cravin' for beef

Let the chopper sing to 'em like Frankie Sinatra

High school, nigga probably got shoved in a locker

This for my niggas up top gettin' ready for lock-up

These rap niggas weak, X 'em out like a pop-up

Known for makin' movies, give 'em an Oscar

Fuckin' low junkie, part reason why they stock up

Hoes fall through the show, spendin' cake to watch us

Come home to you Kush God on her knockers

Uh, you're fuckin' right

Just another day, 'nother hard lane night

These fuckin' weirdos, these niggas ain't bright

Playing 'round with DZA? Ball game, right

[Chorus: Smoke DZA]

I'm on my way (Way), real long cake (Cake)

Won't stop grindin' 'til my crew all straight (Straight)

I do it, my dude, don't make me lose my cool

Knock 'em out the park, what you wan' do?

Nigga, it's ball game

That's the ball game, champ, uh

Ball game

Nigga, the ball game's done, right

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]

In every inning, sure your career's ending

You niggas ain't winning, really, you're short-winded

The bases is loaded, you ever notice?

Your spot in the game was took as I look at your team chokin'

Sore losers never can play us, a chin bruiser

Send shooters on your block, skrrtin' off on a scooter

I'm raisin' my stock with every hit record, look at my record

Your status'll drop soon as they message me in the session

Minor-league coaches, we feed them bitches to vultures

You posin' as a poser, we post your death on a poster

Your highlight is gettin' closer to stardom

We never start 'em, we starve 'em

And tire mark 'em in the dust so you can watch 'em

In God trust, I'm probably tied up with a cheerleader

Just y'all luck, you fucked around and let a queer lead you

Time's up, you play softer than Damien

We aim it at your cranium and leave fragments over the stadium

[Chorus: Smoke DZA & Kendrick Lamar]

I'm on my way (What?), real long cake (Cake)

Won't stop grindin' 'til my crew all straight (Straight)

I do it, my dude, don't make me lose my cool

Knock 'em out the park, what you wan' do?

Nigga, it's ball game

That's the ball game, champ, uh

Ball game

Nigga, the ball game's done, right