Logic, C Dot Castro - Ballin lyrics

Logic

Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Logic, C Dot Castro - Ballin lyrics]

Okay it's RattPack 'til my pulse flat
We keep it real, no false rap
I got four cards and they all black
Got four broads and they all that
We call that ballin'
Doin' this is my callin'
Flow is so appallin', my phone off
And she callin', I'm like, "yeah
What it do?" Penthouse, man, what a view
Fall back, 'cause I'm coming through
With my whole team, they coming too
That's real, too real, motherfucker
Tell me how you feel
I'm too good for my own good
I won't leak the album, i'll let it spill
Number one, bitch, I bet it will
Do the numbers I said it will
I played the game and I'm still the same and
I never changed just to get a deal

Bitch, I'm ballin'


Ballin', I came from nuttin' to somethin'
Like it's nuttin', yeah, you know I done it
Now there's no discussion
Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin'
I made a promise to my mama
I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin'
Closin' million dollar deals
Catch me swervin', burning
Hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin', ballin'
Goin' places they never go
It ain't all about the money
But I stack it 'cause you never know

I'ma live life 'til I overdose
While they sleepin' on me, that's comatose
I went mainstream with my main team
You just mad as fuck, you ain't come close
And your next girl is my
Ex-girl, she fine as hell
But she a mess girl
All I do is rhyme, I got no time
So I can't reply to your text, girl
Bitch, I'm back again and I run it
Always gotta keep it one hunnid
All of y'all know y'all want it
Turn it up and get blunted
I'm like, "Fuck the money, fuck the fame
" I came here to fuck up the game
Gon' get it, I'm feelin' myself
Fresh to death, bitch
I'm killin' myself I'm gone
We burnin' it up, step in the building
We turnin' it up talkin' that shit
But they never admit when I step to
The mic I be murderin' it
And we livin' real good, mainstream
But it's still good
I got raw shit, I got real shit
But right now it's time for that feel good
We call that ballin'
Doin' this is my callin'
Flow is so appallin', my phone off
And she callin', I'm like, "yeah
What it do?" Penthouse, man, what a view
Fall back, 'cause I'm coming through with
My whole team, they coming too, that's

Ballin', ballin'
I came from nuttin' to somethin'
Like it's nuttin', yeah, you know I done it
Now there's no discussion
Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin'
I made a promise to my mama
I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin'
Closin' million dollar deals
Catch me swervin', burning
Hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin', ballin'
Goin' places they never go
It ain't all about the money
But I stack it 'cause you never know

Yeah you know that we ballin'
We been goin' all-in hold on
Let me slow it down so y'all get the shit
These haters talk, but I don't give a shit
Got models, bottles, and the piff is lit
But we ballin'
Kinda like Spalding and Rawlings
On the road to riches never stallin'
Got your girl all up all on my nuts, boy
She do it with joy, no almonds, ugh
Living life to perfection, VIP
That's the section
Presidential watch, presidential suites
You would think we held an election
It go Logic first, then I'm up next
I do not converse, I just cut checks
I do not rehearse, I just drop the verse
I need to cop a hearse
'cause I'm fresh to death
I bet you never seen so much designer
Never seen a nigga with a bitch that's finer
Boy, I stunt when I ain't even tryna
Swaggin' is nice, but first I'ma rhymer
And I rep Maryland, home of the Terrapins
Say you spit crack, homie
We spit that heroin
Bring it right to your front
Door like I'm carolin'
Standing next to me would
Be so embarrassin', yeah, we be

Ballin', ballin'
I came from nuttin' to somethin'
Like it's nuttin', yeah, you know I done it
Now there's no discussion
Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin'
I made a promise to my mama
I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin'
Closin' million dollar deals
Catch me swervin', burning
Hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin', ballin'
Goin' places they never go
It ain't all about the money
But I stack it 'cause you never know

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