ballerz

NiggaWe get money fuck it up just for fun

We been working with that A1 since day one

I stay hustling like I ain't already won

Moving trucks, loads of midget by the ton

I know niggas just like me where ya from We say goodbye see you around

We turn our backs then turn back around

We break up we make up and we make love

We can’t seem to let go As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I take a look at my life and realise there's none left

Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long that

Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone

But I aint never crossed a man that didn't deserve it

Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of

You better watch how you talking, and where you walking

Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk

I really hate to trip but I gotta lope(?)

As they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke ... fool

I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like

[Hook]

Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you

I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh

I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you

Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah

That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot yeah