MOD SUN - Ballin' lyrics

I got fired from Old Navy
Landlord keeps on knocking
I Swear that hippy hate me
Sleeping on this old couch
But shit, I ain't complaining
'Cause, I'm still a pimp though
Like there's moulah raining

And I ain't never ever been this rich ever
And I don't even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and
I raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

But, I'm ballin', ballin'
I'm so fucking awesome vroom vroom, yeah
That's my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on and
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
But, I'm ballin', ballin', ballin'
I'm so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
Ballin', ballin', ballin' hold up
Yeah, yeah oh Lord

Jumped the gate, subway station
All the seats are taken
This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
I spent my very last savings on some Takis
I'm good at Hippies crib
Don't need no fancy hotel lobbies
I doubt I'd get along with my parazzi, yeah
I just want a Slim Jim and a 40, yeah

Haha, oh my God she crazy
As fuck! for saying that! Ahhhhhhhhhh!
Yo, If you out there I absolutely feel that
You crazy for saying that though!

But, I'm ballin', ballin'
I'm so fucking awesome vroom vroom, yeah
That's my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on and
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
But, I'm ballin', ballin', ballin'
I'm so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
Ballin', ballin', ballin' hold up