All the way, yeah
Today is my day, let's do it, uh
I'm ballin' bae, couple dollars all it take
Mix some white with some Alize
I got Andre, Spumani, and Bombay
Got the rootie tootie tootie, smokin' Sean J
Peep my feng shui, better yet my enclave
Full of player ass players who just don't play
What was I gon' say? Oh yeah, we know gunplay
In case you run up on my stage like you Kanye
Today I'm feelin' so alive
I got a deuce and a quarter, I'm doing my thirty through the west side
I got thirty pounds, hit me with a dirty gown
I'll have 'em to you in a few, how two-thirty sound?
I'm ballin' bae, fuck with me, that's all I say
I'm smilin' like I'm celebratin' a holiday
Or hit the lottery, I'm winnin' a lot of ways
You with me then you with me, we go all the way
I'm ballin' bae, I'm doin' good
I'm gettin' everything my psychic said I should
I'm ballin' bae, I'm doin' great
I'm doin' everything my haters said I can't
Today I'm prayin' for my yea, he just got a case
Feds caught him slippin', movin' weight and he had plenty cake
A couple pistols tucked away off in his Chevrolet
I meant to tell him there's a better way, yes, I was hella late
Well on another page, a different book, a higher shelf
I'm tryna motivate, live life good and love myself
Guess what I did? Exactly what I said I would
Rolled the J up with haze and hit it like I knew I could
I'm ballin' bae, just my luck, it's all on fate
Karma is a motherfucker if your ass is filled with hate
I keep the faith of a mustard seed, so yeah, I'm straight
And plus my middle fingers in the air for those who said I can't
We at the bar, double shots to the head, I drank
And after this we hit the car and smoke an eighth of dank
The shit that make you faint, so crystal clear, the pic I paint
I'm doin' great, hundred shows, publishin' is in the bank
I'm ballin' bae, I'm doin' good
I'm gettin' everything my psychic said I should
I'm ballin' bae, I'm doin' great
I'm doin' everything my haters said I can't
See, I know me, I'm all about that
Growth, but sometime I like to stunt
I'm on a special team and we kick it like a punt
All I hit was home runs 'cause we couldn't really bunt
Now them country boys back, 'cause y'all couldn't really front
Wasted like I'm crunk, still he pull up in the donk
Beat up in the trunk, nigga, what you want?
Park the whip, point up in the sky, lean to the left
Hit 'em with a stomp, take a shot of bourbon, do the Bobby Shmurda
I'm ballin' bae, you see me smilin' bae
And time is money, you stallin' bae
Last second shot, MJ fall away
The future back, see us shinin' from a mile away
I'm ballin' bae, I'm doin' good
I'm gettin' everything my psychic said I should
I'm ballin' bae, I'm doin' great
I'm doin' everything my haters said I can't
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