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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 Due to numbers, I said it will I played the game and I'm still the same And I'll never change, 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, nah, there's no discussion Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin' I made a promise to my mama Letras de cancionesI'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'll 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 ya' 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'll run it Always gotta keep it one hundred 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 Talking that shit, but they'll 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, nah, 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'll never go It ain't all about the money, but I stack it 'cause you never know Yeah, 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 But she do it with joy, no almonds, ugh Living life to perfection VIP, 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' Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin' I came from nothin' to somethin' like it's nothin' Yeah, you know I done it, nah, 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'll never go It ain't all about the money, but I stack it 'cause you never know From Letras Mania