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

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

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

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

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

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