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[Intro - Ross]
Nigga, long as you how you wanna live
Niggas talk about you
And that's completely fine me (Believe that, nigga)
only salute niggas that's dead, and niggas in prison (Living legends)
I wanna though

- Rick Ross]
I'm ballin' til my last breath
I'm ballin' til my last breath
Just bought me a yacht, or not
Still sippin' that syrup, front you a block
I'm ballin' til my last breath
I'm ballin' til my very last
Just me a Benz, just bought me a Rolls
I pay for that pussy, I go shopping for

[Verse 1 - Rick
I got a on my neck, my Panamera my pet
We bought seats, and got a brick I can pet
Money, power respect, I took your with finesse
Chickens jumping like checkers, but game is chess
at stake is your freedom, niggas paying the price
When the judge drop the mallet, all he was life
Nigga near fainted, barely stare at your wife
Brother all your clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice
Got me holding my nuts, while I'm rolling the
760 new Beamer, got me in white
Very few that you trust, better in your sight
Thinking I'm doing wrong, these niggas ain't right

[Verse 2 - Meek
????? bought me a Rolls
When I pulled up on niggas, I swear thought I was old
All my mixtapes platinum, thought I was gold
I heard them suckas was hatin', I'm all that they own
So I blame 'em, no I don't knock 'em
But if they play my dogs, we slay 'em, I'm pop 'em
I'm ????, they talkin' bout us
Acting like bitches 'til we spray 'em,
I'm ballin' till my very last
I hustle like I'm on my check
And I even in my bed yet
I up in the morning, where the cash at

[Verse 3 - Rick
All I see is this money, never hate with niggas
pray to your maker, before you war with the sinner
Ask for mine, so I know that I'm good
All them niggas we robbed, trips T man
Talkin' ???? pimpin, niggas was lemon
Nigga in linen, bases loaded first inning
Taking over the checks, the tenants
Pulling your vest, motivation is spinach
I handle my business, I pay my mortgages first
When you cross a super-soaker I bet your get burst
Ain't no love on this side, just jealous niggas who
Until the day that you die, hold your head to the sky

[Verse 4 -
till my last breath
Uptown, flashy life with my Smith &
Hallways, choppa boys
Spend your bank full of B's in your face
My lil nephew was a killa
Real nigga on the field, killa nigga
'Til I showed him how to cook a
Killa nigga only if I finna work
Matches up in every
Puttin' it down, it down for my fuckin' rounds
All day gunplay, everyday out nigga in every way