Lyrics Ball - Eryn Martin

Don't ball, but I sleep at night
Demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I don't want a jewel or a diamond
Gimme something more, I need rocks if we're mining

Don't ball, but I sleep at night
Something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet sweet smell of marijuana leaves
Miss me with the money bag, not the tree

Sorry to my mom, sorry to my dad
Wish I could come home with the money bags
I know I'm the only one here and I have work
I don't get paid every week, but I work

Sorry to my mom, sorry to my dad
Wish I could come home with the money bags
E-dawg in the building, I'mma break the ceiling
I don't think you feel me, I'm not too overwhelming

Don't ball, but I sleep at night
Demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I don't want a jewel or a diamond
Gimme something more, I need rocks if we're mining

Don't ball, but I sleep at night
Something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet sweet smell of marijuana leaves
Miss me with the money bag, not the tree

Mazerati, no speed race
No thotties up this way
That bitch, she rake
That bitch, erase
No, oh, that's my fourth flow
I want a menage on my torso
I don't want no broads in my car, oh
Gimme something more than your asshole
You ain't nothing more than a back door art
You ain't nothing more than the pills on your floor

Don't ball, but I sleep at night
Demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I don't want a jewel, or a watch, or a diamond
Gimme something more if we're dying

Don't ball, but I sleep at night
Something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet sweet smell of marijuana leaves
Miss me with the money bag, not the trees

Miss me with the money bag, not the trees
Miss me with the money bag, not the trees
Don't ball, but I sleep at night