Flo Rida, Billy Blue, Brisco - Balla lyrics

This for my ballas, ayy
I guess I'm gettin' what I had comin'
Wish they told me I'll be stuntin'
All my life I'm tryna get money
All my life I'm tryna get money
This for my ballas, I'm a balla

Flo Rida be the landlord
I need that rent money
I'm a poor boy erryday, I get cake, honey
Birthday man, my piñata, my state, honey
Take one glance and the Prada
Got 'em hatin' on me
Gun shinin' on the waist, yeah
The waist sunny
Like biggie rappin', I'll ain't the way dummy
Jack boys souvenirs to the big tummy
New year chopper wet like the nose runny
Shot clothes takin' over what
Sorrowed light bulbs where the
Sound light blows
The south got soul, grand mama got gold
Real granddaddy like formin' no smoke
This be the truth, loose slips next told
Got to get fat carrots see these like kimor
Thick hips holla back like I'm in a lambo
Playin' my career peep the rap game cold

This for my ballas, ayy
I guess I'm gettin' what I had comin'
Wish they told me I'll be stuntin'
All my life I'm tryna get money
All my life I'm tryna get money
This for my ballas, I'm a balla

That mg get it 305, fitly keep that 22
Got to get it
Hustle all day, be broke the next
I'll sleep when I day, I need that check
Never thought, still pop off like this
Yeah, you're damn right, fool
I never had shit
Stuntin' real hard like I wanna blow it all
I ain't tryin' do but ball
It's my time the rolley don't lie
For niggas out there, I'm a up my fire
Shit don't change 'til a niggaa more tired
If niggaas feel different, you a god damn lie
I'm so high, but I'm like fuck it
That home boy be like a motherfuckin' bucket
I'm straight thuggin', the hoes just love it
Your boy and yes I does it

This for my ballas, ayy
I guess I'm gettin' what I had comin'
Wish they told me I'll be stuntin'
All my life I'm tryna get money
All my life I'm tryna get money
This for my ballas, I'm a balla

Boy, I'm rich and yeah, I'm gettin' money
If it's close enough, then I see it comin'
Call me a balla, call me what you want
Call me a real goon riding in a donk
Call me broke 'cause that I ain't
I mite be a po' boy tryna get bank
All my life, I've ben trying get mo'
When it goes down, I could
Tell you how it go, whoa
Straight from the hood to the
Good with the bad
Lot these growin' up I wish I had
But everything in life ain't promised
Them the last words I heard from momma
Stay real watching for the haters
Here they come but with money
You for lay them
I feel like spendin' and I want it
No matter how I get it

This for my ballas, ayy
I guess I'm gettin' what I had comin'
Wish they told me I'll be stuntin'
All my life I'm tryna get money
All my life I'm tryna get money
This for my ballas, I'm a balla