Ballin’

By MOD SUN

Released on March 28, 2017

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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