Lyrics My Walk - Louie Bagz

Nigga's they trying to come rumble
I'm the king of the jungle
Running the game I don't fumble
You niggas in trouble
Ice on my wrist I'm a problem
Nobody can solve it
I got a bag now I'm balling
The money keep calling

Foot on the pedal yeah we on the way
You know that we coming
Bag on a nigga like I got a sleigh
I serve an abundance
I gotta get it I'm ready to roll
Im ready to go
Ay, She took a flight just to come to a show
She fuck's with my folks, yeah
She fuck's with my folks, yeah
She fuck's with my folks, yeah
Step on the court
Give me the ball
I shoot a shot and I'm making it fall
None of you niggas be balling at all
I lit a blunt when I stepped in a mall
Walk in the building we do what we want
She suck on my dick while I'm making a call

Balenci my walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk
Money I talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Ay
Ran up a check when I ran for the riches
Ball on a bitch and you know I ain't missing
She let me hit while she washing the dishes
Throwing it back while I'm throwing them digit's

Balenci my walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk
Money I talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Balenci my walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk
Money I talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

Nigga's they trying to come rumble
I'm the king of the jungle
Running the game I don't fumble
You niggas in trouble
Ice on my wrist I'm a problem
Nobody can solve it
I got a bag now I'm balling
The money keep calling

I need a baddie, I need a freak
Shawty work it while I walk on the beat
Shoe size on the front of my feet
I be winning I don't suffer defeat
She was fucking with the man of the week
Had to show her I'm the man of the year
Cartier now my vision is clear
Wrist shining like a new chandelere
VVS's on my neck and my ear
Whip the Caddy all I'm lacking is fear
I be dripping like I'm shedding a tear
Making music that's my only career
Pour the Henny while I'm sipping a beer
Get the money and it don't disappear
I'm in the front I used to be in the rear
Started whipping I can teach you to steer
Whoah

Balenci my walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk
Money I talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Ay
Ran up a check when I ran for the riches
Ball on a bitch and you know I ain't missing
She let me hit while she washing the dishes
Throwing it back while I'm throwing them digit's

Balenci my walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk
Money I talk,
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Balenci my walk
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk
Money I talk,
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

Nigga's they trying to come rumble
I'm the king of the jungle
Running the game I don't fumble
You niggas in trouble
Ice on my wrist I'm a problem
Nobody can solve it
I got a bag now I'm balling
The money keep calling