Heard in the following movies & tv shows
83
Lyrics
Okay, it's RattPack 'til my pulse flat, we keep it real, no false rap I got four cards and they all black, got four broads and they all that We call that ballin', doin' this is my callin' Flow is so appallin', my phone off and she callin', I'm like, "Yeah What it do?" Penthouse, man, what a view Fall back, 'cause I'm coming through with my whole team They coming too That's real, too real, motherfucker, tell me how you feel I'm too good for my own good, I won't leak the album I'll let it spill Number one, bitch, I bet it will, do the numbers I said it will I played the game and I'm still the same And I never changed just to get a deal Bitch, I'm ballin' Ballin', I came from nothin' to somethin' Like it's nothin', yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', closin' million dollar deals Catch me swervin', burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin', ballin', goin' places they never go It ain't all about the money But I stack it 'cause you never know I'ma live life 'til I overdose While they sleepin' on me, that's comatose I went mainstream with my main team You just mad as fuck, you ain't come close And your next girl is my ex-girl, she fine as hell But she a mess girl All I do is rhyme, I got no time So I can't reply to your text, girl Bitch, I'm back again and I run it Always gotta keep it one-hunnid All of y'all know y'all want it, turn it up and get blunted I'm like, "Fuck the money, fuck the fame" I came here to fuck up the game Gon' get it, I'm feelin' myself, fresh to death Bitch, I'm killin' myself, I'm gone We burnin' it up, step in the building, we turnin' it up Talkin' that shit, but they never admit when I step to the mic I be murderin' it And we livin' real good, mainstream, but it's still good I got raw shit, I got real shit But right now it's time for that feel good We call that ballin', doin' this is my callin' Flow is so appallin', my phone off and she callin', I'm like, "Yeah What it do?" Penthouse, man, what a view Fall back, 'cause I'm coming through with my whole team They coming too, that's Ballin', ballin' I came from nothin' to somethin' Like it's nothin', yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', closin' million dollar deals Catch me swervin', burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin', ballin', goin' places they never go It ain't all about the money But I stack it 'cause you never know You know that we ballin', we been goin' all-in Hold on, let me slow it down so y'all get the shit These haters talk, but I don't give a shit Got models, bottles, and the piff is lit But we ballin', kinda like Spalding and Rawlings On the road to riches never stallin' Got your girl all up all on my nuts, boy She do it with joy, no almonds, ugh Living life to perfection, V.I.P., that's the section Presidential watch, presidential suites You would think we held an election It go Logic first, then I'm up next I do not converse, I just cut checks I do not rehearse, I just drop the verse I need to cop a hearse, 'cause I'm fresh to death I bet you never seen so much designer Never seen a nigga with a bitch that's finer Boy, I stunt when I ain't even tryna Swaggin' is nice, but first I'ma rhymer And I rep Maryland, home of the Terrapins Say you spit crack, homie, we spit that heroin Bring it right to your front door like I'm carolin' Standing next to me would be so embarrassin', yeah, we be Ballin', ballin' I came from nothin' to somethin' Like it's nothin', yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', I made a promise to my mama I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', closin' million dollar deals Catch me swervin', burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin', ballin', goin' places they never go It ain't all about the money But I stack it 'cause you never know
Song Info
Release Year
-
Genres
-
Moods
-
Vocals
-