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raffthereal – ballin’ lyrics

[hook]
ballin’ ballin’
yet you can see that i’m ballin’, ballin’
you can’t breathe till i’m in coffin
often, i feel alive under endorphins
oh sh+t

ballin’ ballin’
yet you can see that i’m ballin’, ballin’
you can’t breathe till i’m in coffin
often, i feel alive under endorphins

[verse:1]
bas+m+nt talk, i k!ll ’em
c4s, my margiela
rooftop my own village
leave these hoes before i k!ll ’em
real things move real quick like hired k!llers
stay solid or leave college
on fire ringing (that’s motel six)
see me on the deck, the day the vvs around my neck
bank account filled with zeros, leave the money on the checks
you looking right and left, you keep the envy on it’s best
because my diamonds i protect, i raise n+ggas in their nest (d+mn it)
i see n+ggas ran to follow my way
they still trying on the date
they confuse between cheddar and stakes
to keep their mud around all my name
but what can i say? praying god to keep ’em off of my way
(amen)

[verse:2]
yeah you talkin elevation, my code talk like it’s innovator
keep the stick around, and keep the skinny papers
leaving tips in the garbage for all the groupy favors
living rent+free in your heads that’s so many acres
i see em lost in labyrinth, d+mn that’s marvelous
skip the chest day all my n+ggas rock with under+armour and
the f+ck that you followin’ two number 9s get me soberish
on many things that we keep off, avoiding the karma whips
so many scenes before i relapse, i take a deep breath
prison of my mind i break the rules like i’m t+bag
broke a year for my rehab, rockin’ tee champs
moments of the truth, i usually wake up after 3 am

[hook]
ballin’ ballin’
yet you can see that i’m ballin’, ballin’
you can’t breathe till i’m in coffin
often, i feel alive under endorphins

[outro]
back to the twenty stop, d+mn that’s a dwellin’ job
grab a b+tch by the mouth, till she smells like stinky pot
chillis on the wings, d+mn, that’s a milli+draft
don’t keep your feeling close, rock in bentley doors
work on them trilly mobs
rats couldn’t track all my celly calls
roll some of milly, diamond things slap like hundred skinny cards
watch the time pass quick
bars sickened all the clocks
duty call on the semi+glock
ride with a fifth of vodka, glass of henny shot
gucci belt got it worth about a f+ckin’ twenty tops
call on the celly, from jessica or milly
to drop you by mercedes, while i’m f+ckin’ em gently
cause we goin’ back to
(motel six)

[hook]
ballin’ ballin’
yet you can see that i’m ballin’, ballin’
you can’t breathe till i’m in coffin
often, i feel alive under endorphins

- raffthereal lyrics

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