8-Ball (Explicit) - Pop Smoke/Kid Cudi

Lyrics by：Bashar Jackson/Scott Mescudi/Tyrone Johnson

Composed by：Kasseem Dean/Bashar Jackson/Scott Mescudi/Tyrone Johnson

Ooh

Oh

Ooh

Ooh

That was all profit

That's the way it's gotta be son

Robbin' robbin' robbin'

'Cause I never used to have nothing

Nothing

Nothing

Ooh

Nothing

Ooh

Stay ten toes

Ten toes

Oh

Ten toes

Oh

Ten toes

Yeah

Never used to have mine I was all profit

Oh

8-Ball Corner Pocket

Momma told me

"Keep your head above water"

Keep your head above water

Never take your first offer

It's gon' come around again

Ooh

Always keep yourself in order

Order

Before somebody puts you in order

8-Ball Corner Pocket

Know the devil telling lies

He's there when I sleep

Say you can't rewind in this life but is it me

Oh Lord

Take my mind simply saucin'

I see so sweet

Know I couldn't make it running

Life is so hard

Yeah yeah yeah

Carrying on look at us singing this song

Wonder what bleeds in the dark and we ain't built to handle it all

Answer the call are you hearing me

Come and get involved baby doll

Live the fast life can't blame me

Ice blowing and I know I'm toe to toe in the fight

Dancing with the Devil pray I make it alright

I don't know why just a n***a living wild

8-Ball Corner Pocket

That was all profit

Robbin' robbin' robbin'

'Cause I never used to have nothing

Nothing

Nothing

Ooh

Nothing

Ooh

Stay ten toes

Ten toes

Oh

Ten toes

Oh

Ten toes

Ten

Never used to have mine I was all profit

Oh

8-Ball Corner Pocket