Rick Ross - I'm Ballin lyrics

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Rick Ross - I'm Ballin lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] We don't count money no more, we weigh that You may have seen me, n***a, in America's Most Wanted as "The Boss" We get Euros, n***a, Pounds, f** with us [Hook: J-Money] Money, what you doing? I'm getting wild, dog Money, how you feel? I'm relaxing, dog Money, what the business like? The streets loving me What you tell them, Money? I'm straight ballin' [Verse 1: J-Money] Just signed a new deal, now I'm back in business I ain't stop at nothing, I didn't learn my position Never take for granted, get it while you got a chance Never worry about about the next man and his advance I'm from a small city, I get it how I get it I'm down with Spoon Dog, motherf**ing critics Y'all say I'm kissing a**, I don't give a f** I'm down with my n***as dying to see me blow up The ones that talk sh**, the outsiders looking in I'm getting money, blowing up, b**h I'm ballin' My swag so serious, my clothes unbelievable My Bentley max out at two-sixty, it's unbelievable [Hook] I'm ballin'(x8) [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm talked about in every circle like I'm larger than life I'm sparking up that deadly purple, never flossed in my life On the block, I got my people working, that's a part of my life If I don't ring in next to Foxy, sh** might just start up a fight Them rumors on and in and yeah, but I ain't into that I got twenty chickens in Memphis went off in the cinema They watch me like I'm Cinemax, you'll never see me n***a f** your views, on my end the views ain't gonna beat me n***a Own restaurants, croissants, my Grey Poupons Proceeds 'till we perceive the stunt like Donald Trump A new phase, no todays, new phase, no more Coulier Two K's, who wanna play? Two days, I want to break It's time to boss [Hook] I'm ballin'(x8) [Verse 3: J-Money] I wake up every morning thinking 'bout my next Dollar I brush my teeth, get dressed, Money get them Dollars See I'm a businessman, I get it by the stack Whether I'm in the trail, or even when I rap b**h, I make money, money don't make me I grind hard, n***a, got money chasing me I moved my first quarter at age thirteen And I can't stop, nah, cause I'm living my dream I got the tightest whips, f** the baddest hoes Diamonds on my neck (bling), Gucci on my clothes b**h, I'm J-Money, big Money Money Talk make this sh**, yeah boy I'm stuntin' [Hook] I'm ballin'(x8)