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

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

1 - Rick Ross]
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
Chickens jumping like checkers, but this is chess
What's at stake is your freedom, niggas paying the
When the judge drop the mallet, all he was life
Nigga damn fainted, barely stare at your wife
took all your 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, keep in your sight
Thinking I'm doing wrong, when these ain't right

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

[Verse 3 - Rick
All I see is this money, never hate your niggas
Better pray to your maker, before you war the sinner
Ask forgiveness for mine, so I that I'm good
All niggas we robbed, trips T man took
Talkin' panhandle pimpin, niggas Chevy was
Nigga dressing in linen, bases loaded first
over the checks, relocating the tenants
Pulling open your vest, motivation is
I handle my business, I pay my mortgages first
you cross a super-soaker I bet your water 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 -
Ballin' my last breath
Uptown, flashy life with my Smith &
Hallways, choppa boys
Spend your bank of hundred B's in your face
My lil was a born killa
Real on the field, killa kill nigga
'Til I showed him how to a bird
Killa nigga nigga only if I work
up in every town
Puttin' it down, hold it down for my rounds
All day gunplay, everyday rocked out in every way