E-40 - Ballin' Outta Control (in The Element Of Surprise Album) lyrics

Pushed in the game at a young age Feel me touch me as i turn the page A little past ten, roughly about Eleven years old dropped in the good location My scratch is smellin sour and it's stinkin Got a n***a seriously thinkin "how can i k** this odor, and purchase me a lincoln?" Minimum wage flippin patties - nope I'd rather f** around with c**a-cola, yola Ice cream, candy, granola, huh Slave for men - that's what they told me And i'll break you off somethin suitable Brought you a key of crack quicker than ? ? recoupable ? future black and beautiful My partners used to be plucked and ugly Hangin around them old squeegee boys Man them the motherf**ers that have love for me They straight cut for me Deal me, touch me, l-o-v-e E-to-the-f-to-the-r-t-y I spits the sh** from the t-o-p It's me, the e, droppin it nuclear all the time Motherf**er comin from the motherf**in.. mud f** you n***az, you think i sell my soul But i'm way too cold, motherf**er! Chorus: levitti Sittin in my livin room Thinkin of, a master plan Tryin to find a way out Then i snatch the scratch, and laugh So i painted me a picture Of a life, to make a dream Can you feel me now Ballin outta control, ballin outta control Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a ninety-fo' Now i'm havin long money, like ross perot, so take Notes from a big ol' ? pimp, pretty much established Livin out of hand lavish Throwin parties ? With big time folks makin big time cabbage Become a savage, get swoll by ones Twenty a drum's established Six figure digits, just like i tell you like I got the whole city sewed up in stitches Your product'll win if you gots top grade Keep, your law-yers and your bail bondsmen paid The word on the street's is that i done came up too fast Motherf**ers want a piece of my soul Playa haters wanna cut my gra** You don't wanna bring your b**h To what type of ? out of control sittin on tickets Million dollar spots, technology chops And a motherf**er proud fool-a**ed ridiculous Straight f**in em up like that, throw me my strap man ? feel me Reverend would you put some blessin oil on my head And hear me I never sell my soul cause i'm way too cold Motherf**er! ballin outta control Interlud: levitti This ol' game, kids they run Never get a second chance So take me to this world Now there's always time, to getcha I guess by now you get the picture Of what i'm tryin to say I'm ballin outta control "n***az trippin off me cause i was a young motherf**er ballin" "every other f**in day i'm tellin my sahies how to quit" "n***az trippin off me cause i was a young motherf**er ballin" "we can get it on, we can get it on" "n***az trippin off me cause i was a young motherf**er ballin" "forty-water, straight lettin em know" "even though my pocket's fat and my belly's bigger.. Gots to come sic-sic-sic-wid-it" Throw, the hoe Y'know in a big a** gumbo pot Full stir Let it settle to make it lock Horse races, trips to vegas, frequent flier "wha**up you timah, when your a** gonna retire?" I ain't knowin Keep tellin myself that i'ma call it quits But i got myself Too much motherf**in cabbage out there runnin in the streets Lookin up out the way for the one-time Po-po penelope seriously concentratin Noided as i watch the back for all of my chemistry Cause fools be playa hatin Lucrative spots and blows, investments bonds and stocks Esquired land and crops, techno chops and glocks Cause n***az be tryin to make movies When they get all in front of these bootch a** hoochies I be like poppin the cap like a hungry mother I ain't even gon' lie i'm to' Twoasted, looped, to' back, souped Plastered, puked, on the get back fully recouped f** these n***az they think i'll sell my soul But i'm way too cold, motherf**er! Chorus [levi] yeah yeah, i'm ballin outta control [e-40] out of motherf**in control [lev] i'm ballin outta control [e-40] cause i'm way too cold [lev] yayayy, i'm ballin outta control [e-40] motherf**er! ah yeah Feel me main [lev] i feel you main [e-40] can you feel me main [lev] yeah, i feel you main [e-40] vitti can you feel me? [lev] i feel yah! [e-40] motherf**er can you feel me? [lev] yeahahayahahah! [e-40] feel me main [lev] i feel you main [e-40] feel me boy? [lev] i'm ballin outta control, yeahahahhh [e-40] every f**in time All day, motherf**er