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Balled Out

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  • [Verse 1]
    Sittin' fat on twenty inches, yeah and kickin' the flow
    I used to be in the corner on my five point toes
    Wrote raps with meaning, flashback to my younger days
    In the summer, wanted her number but then she turned away
    She turned the channel see my face on the screen
    Now she havin' visions about replacin' my queen
    Brought up the cream but she wouldn't see a nickel see a track
    With comps on the big in the middle
    Tryin' to fit em' now because of my fame
    Y'all need support keep lovin' the name
    Pushin' the Range with a dot in the six
    I'm heavy in the mixed and you coughed on my tit

    [Hook x4]
    We balled out, we grind out, we shined out
    And when you see me on the tv then you find out

    [Verse 2]
    What they know about court life, locked down on titaniums
    Saved a pocket full of them yays because they payin' em'
    That's nothin' balled out shined out we big timin' on some other shit
    Collectin' them faces they fit us fine
    It's no surprise we pullin' up in the best
    All leather with the wood grain rest, nothin' less
    Confess we used to solve it all but gangstas know who we are
    Playstation it's connect in each and every car
    Gold teeth and French braids or the full fades
    Bring it all together and bibble cause we all paid
    Over-nighters on airplanes get the red-eye
    Face to face negotiations and we keep it better
    Now dig this, you say you wanna get the cheddar
    Face to face negotiations and we keep it better
    And all money ain't good money
    You can't tell on the streets we determined to make mail

    [Hook x4]

    [Verse 3]
    Shhh, I get with it no problem, hundred G's I got em'
    Five hundred Benz on twenty lone pros and drop em'
    Livin' life me and my wife sittin' on the hill and we plush
    Hey never enough and enough ain't enough
    I bubble up and flip my fetti and double up
    Like automatics and gauges and tech nigga is what's up, ha
    I bring nothin' but that Southern Cali, Northern Cali gangbang
    Mentality, so when you try to come battle me
    Hit the game up with diamonds, you love the way they be shinin'
    And I keep on grindin' that's when the 4-5 blindin'
    Worried and nervous and nervous as ****
    I ai't got no license I ain't givin' a ****
    If you ain't got no money stay the **** away from us
    You see me in my Caddy lookin' clean as ****

    [Hook x4]
  • [Verse 1]
    Sittin' fat on twenty inches, yeah and kickin' the flow
    I used to be in the corner on my five point toes
    Wrote raps with meaning, flashback to my younger days
    In the summer, wanted her number but then she turned away
    She turned the channel see my face on the screen
    Now she havin' visions about replacin' my queen
    Brought up the cream but she wouldn't see a nickel see a track
    With comps on the big in the middle
    Tryin' to fit em' now because of my fame
    Y'all need support keep lovin' the name
    Pushin' the Range with a dot in the six
    I'm heavy in the mixed and you coughed on my tit

    [Hook x4]
    We balled out, we grind out, we shined out
    And when you see me on the tv then you find out

    [Verse 2]
    What they know about court life, locked down on titaniums
    Saved a pocket full of them yays because they payin' em'
    That's nothin' balled out shined out we big timin' on some other shit
    Collectin' them faces they fit us fine
    It's no surprise we pullin' up in the best
    All leather with the wood grain rest, nothin' less
    Confess we used to solve it all but gangstas know who we are
    Playstation it's connect in each and every car
    Gold teeth and French braids or the full fades
    Bring it all together and bibble cause we all paid
    Over-nighters on airplanes get the red-eye
    Face to face negotiations and we keep it better
    Now dig this, you say you wanna get the cheddar
    Face to face negotiations and we keep it better
    And all money ain't good money
    You can't tell on the streets we determined to make mail

    [Hook x4]

    [Verse 3]
    Shhh, I get with it no problem, hundred G's I got em'
    Five hundred Benz on twenty lone pros and drop em'
    Livin' life me and my wife sittin' on the hill and we plush
    Hey never enough and enough ain't enough
    I bubble up and flip my fetti and double up
    Like automatics and gauges and tech nigga is what's up, ha
    I bring nothin' but that Southern Cali, Northern Cali gangbang
    Mentality, so when you try to come battle me
    Hit the game up with diamonds, you love the way they be shinin'
    And I keep on grindin' that's when the 4-5 blindin'
    Worried and nervous and nervous as ****
    I ai't got no license I ain't givin' a ****
    If you ain't got no money stay the **** away from us
    You see me in my Caddy lookin' clean as ****

    [Hook x4]