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letra de ballin - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
ooh (oh, 10), i swear to motherf-ckin’ god, n-gga
ayy, they ain’t, ayy, they ain’t feelin’ what i’m feelin’, n-gga
i’ma pop it

[verse 1]
these p-ssy-ass n-ggas been talkin’ that sh-t, soon as i trip, don’t tell me nothin’
b-tch, go on, you pushin’ b-ttons, old nasty ho, i ain’t do you nothin’
how i come from that? now, look, i’m playin’ with this
kept a gun inside my hand (yeah)
control the land when i come ’round that b-tch (yeah)
n-gga, i’ll bust it at your mans, i’m with that sh-t (yеah)
money the only thing that i f-ckin’ need (uh)
n-gga, i ain’t no child, b-tch, you gon’ die, you ain’t gon’ f-ck with mе (uh, yeah)
i could tell you all the things they done to me and it ain’t make-believe (no)
i done put you in position, b-tch went to trippin’, actin’ fake with me (ho)
i’ll fight that boy like joe frazier (go), i’m a baller, b-tch, go ask deja
b-tch, she a gaulden, jazz won’t leave me, b-tch, keep talkin’, i cannot hate you
prayin’ that my money fall, you wanna see that, keep waitin’
when i see you, b-tch, gon’ look like i been speed racin’, i’ma tell ’em all
[chorus]
b-tch, i’m ballin’, ballin’
i been doin’ this sh-t, life on the line, i say, “i’m all in”
oh, i can’t get ’em off me, i’m walkin’ awesome (b-tch, i’ma ball)
i’m ready to die about my money if i’m dyin’ for somethin’ (yeah)
i’m ballin’ and i’m ballin’
baby, can you stop that callin’?
b-tch, you ain’t want me
nasty ho might call the laws on me (on me)
’cause she know i cut up like this soon as she leave, yeah, yeah, uh (soon as she leave me, uh)

[verse 2]
uh, love letter to my fans, i done fell in love again (again)
gave her more than all my mans and i found out she was playin’ (bah)
when the money hit my hands, then i do the runnin’ man (yeah, yeah)
i’ma show you, b-tch, you’ll never come back round without you sayin’
“you’s a baller, a baller, i’m sorry, top, for all”
i’m the motherf-ckin’ man, and, b-tch, you knowin’ you was wrong (d-mn)
i got off my ass and used my hands, i’m a man
she on twitter talkin’ bad, can’t call her phone

[chorus]
b-tch, i’m ballin’, ballin’
i been doin’ this sh-t, life on the line, i say, “i’m all in”
oh, i can’t get ’em off me, i’m walkin’ awesome
i’m ready to die about my money if i’m dyin’ for somethin’
i’m ballin’ and i’m ballin’
baby, can you stop that callin’?
b-tch, you ain’t want me
nasty ho might call the laws on me
’cause she know i cut up like this soon as she leave, yeah, yeah
[outro]
uh, uh, this ‘veeta
how you’re doin’?
you hatin’-ass b-tch
you p-ssy-ass n-gga
scary-ass wannabe k!ller
you heard me?
you know how we do it, you know, you know how we done it
and you know how we comin’
whenever the f-ck we runnin’, you heard me?
you b-tch-ass n-ggas better stay the f-ck out my way, huh
i ain’t got nothin’ else to say

- youngboy never broke again

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