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

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

[Verse 1 - Ross]
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 bitch with finesse
Chickens like checkers, but this game is chess
What's at stake is freedom, niggas paying the price
When the drop the mallet, all he said was life
Nigga damn fainted, barely stare at your wife
Brother took all clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice
Got me holding my nuts, while I'm the dice
760 new Beamer, got me rolling in
Very few that you trust, better keep in your
Thinking I'm doing wrong, when these niggas ain't

[Verse 2 - Mill]
I just me a BM
And me a Rolls
When I pulled up on niggas, I swear they I was Hov
All my mixtapes platinum, niggas thought I was
I them suckas was hatin', I'm fucking all of they hoes
So I blame 'em, no I don't knock 'em
But if they play my dogs, we 'em, I'm talkin' pop 'em
some attention, hall-of-fame 'em, they talkin' bout us
Acting like bitches we spray 'em, get the coffin out ya
We all it, ahhhhh
I'm till my very last breath
I hustle I'm on my last check!
And I even in my bag yet
I up in the morning, where the cash at, GO!

[Verse 3 - Rick
All I see is this money, hate with your niggas
Better pray to your maker, you war with the sinner
Ask for mine, so I know that I'm good
All them niggas we robbed, T man took
panhandle pimpin, niggas Chevy was lemon
Nigga dressing in linen, loaded first inning
Taking the checks, relocating the tenants
Pulling your vest, motivation is spinach
I gotta handle my business, I pay my first
you cross a super-soaker I bet your water get burst
Ain't no love on side, just jealous niggas who ride
Until the day you die, just hold your head to the sky

4 - Birdman]
Ballin' my last breath
Uptown, life with my Smith & Wess
Hallways, choppa everyday
your bank full of hundred B's in your face
My lil was a born killa
Real nigga on the field, killa kill
'Til I showed him how to cook a
Killa nigga only if I finna work
Matches up in every
Puttin' it down, hold it down for my fuckin'
All day gunplay, everyday rocked out in every way