Gucci Mane, Pooh Shiesty, Big Scarr - Ballin In LA lyrics

(Once again, I'm locked in with TP
We finna make a hit)

Dear diary, I've been taking meds
(Meds) just to deal with
This anxiety (Blrrrd)
And they label me as violent
Say I'm a menace to society
(Menace to society)
And these niggas keep on copying me
I'ma change my page to private
(Switching up)
'Cause killers move in silence
(Changing up)
You know we keep it quiet (Blrrrd)
My jit done did so many hit's
He say that he retiring (I'm giving up)
Might bring him back like
Jordan with that 45, now he firing
(Blrrrd, blrrrd)
They thought that I was sleep (Ayy)
But they woke up the sleeping giant
(They woke me up)
Police say that we terrorists
(Ayy) , they treat me like
A tyrant (Fuck twelve, what up?)
We keep on taking shit
(Blrrrd, blrrrd) , it's like we think that
We some pirates (Give it up, yeah)
He got shot in his shit
(Blrrrd) , we dipped before we
Heard the siren (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
They never thought that I'd pull up
In that brand new Ferrari ('Rari)
They keep on copping deuces
Backtracing and saying, "Sorry"
(Sorry) said I was fat and out of shape
I'm balling like Kyle Lowry (Swish)
Eating steak and fettuccini, lobster, shrimp
And calamari (I did)
I'm all in Cali', dressed in Bally
Strapped up at the fortress (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
These shoes I got on cost at least
Ten times your pair of Forces (Forces)

Ballin' in LA
The place where rappers get extorted (No)
But I'm a walking murder charge, a case
I can't afford it (Blrrrd)
This lil' bitch a freak, she
Keep on begging me, "Record it"
(Record it) i looked into the mirror
(yeah, yeah) and told myself
"I'm gorgeous" (Gorgeous, blrrrd)

Ayy, Big Shiesty Gang, we extorting shit
(Extorting shit)
I'm really rich off robbing (yeah)
Might slime my way on the Forbes list
(The Forbes list)
I might just go with two Cartiers
(Cartiers)
Skeleton face my other wrist (My other wrist)
Trying to come spin while I'm in Cali'
(Blrrrd) , i'll get your lil' brother hit
(Lil' brother hit)
I popped a upper 'fore I took her down
She bought some guns for me (Let's go)
No, ain't no posting in my hood
(No) if you wasn't in the slums with me (No
No)
I'm slimy as it get, the king cobra, bitch
I play for keeps (We play for keeps)
CG pulled up in the Jeep
(Blrrrd) , ski masked up
With new 223's (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Say on the internet he want
Me dead, real life, he squashing beef
(Facts) big Wop in control
He press that button and may
You rest in peace (I'll get you whacked)
We chopped him in seven pieces
They ain't found him in a week (No)
I ain't got no conscience
Kill my kinfolk if they play with me

Woah let's see how that go
Catch 'em down bad and we upping the score
(Upping the score)
Glock in my hand, got the Drac' on the floor
(Drac' on the floor)
Put that fire on his ass
Turned his ass into a post (Woah)
Real street nigga, can't beef on a post (No)
These niggas lame, trying to beef 'bout a ho
(Woah) got it took to every show
Hit the stage with my pole woah (Let's go)
Fuck a 392, drive the 'Cat like I'm Joe
Mmm i act a fool, do the most, woah (Woah)
Aim for the head, get up close, blow
Let's go (Let's go) these niggas hate
In they feelings 'bout hoes
Bag on your head, now they wiping your nose
Take the backend and go blow it on clothes

Ballin' in LA
The place where rappers get extorted (No)
But I'm a walking murder charge, a case
I can't afford it (Blrrrd)
This lil' bitch a freak, she
Keep on begging me, "Record it"
(Record it) i looked into the mirror
(yeah, yeah) and told myself
"I'm gorgeous"