Terrace Martin - Str8 Ballin lyrics

[Verse 1] Figured that I gotta sell dope, or the money won't grow Figured I was Too Short, and I could never turn pro You could tell I never had sh**, but bet I get that 80 grand wrist Told me we could never get rich Now watch me ride the Chevy hit the switch Straight ballin' like a b**h Aye, riding through the city on chrome Ghetto n***a out the sunroof, hey, foreign keys b**h please Straight ballin' like a b**h Flossin' in the mind, stuntin' like the first, shufflin' the work Uh, I done came from the dirt Now the engine make the tire go skrrt Used to sleep with roaches cracky uncle and all Now a hundred thousand just a hour involved So easy how I make a mill' flip Snoop ain't the only rich crip, n***a From sleepin' on Tops couch to multiple bank accounts To havin' me a mall for house They tried to slim my chances as kid though They always said I'd never make it big though Straight ballin' like a b**h [Hook: Jesse Rankins & ScHoolboy Q] Picture me rollin', ooh Straight outta the ghetto to a deluxe apartment in the sky Straight ballin' like a b**h Picture me rollin', ooh, yea I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high Yeah, so high, so high I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high Straight ballin' like a b**h So high Straight ballin' like a b**h So high Straight ballin' like a b**h Straight ballin' like a b**h Straight ballin' like a b**h [Verse 2] Aye, wait, waitin' on my turn to get paid n***a trying to make a mill' a day Put that rental on in the interstate Since a youngin' I was gifted Momma bought me some things for the b**hes Bruh, I go through some things you gotta witness Stomach get to mumblin' at night Watchin' every car that drive by, lookin' every driver in the eye 52nd enterprise, marchin' in these Chucks like they boots Money make a p**y get the juice Money make the copper give a pa** Money make me cop a bigger roof Money got me skippin' every cla** Tryna k** 'em for the summer The teachers ain't teachin', the judge taught us numbers We was raised by single mothers Pop once took us undercover Through the streets we learned colors Hiding from the reaper tryna' dodge the cage This sh** I've done to rhyme on this stage I went from king of the corner To breaking down weed on my diploma Straight ballin' like a b**h [Hook: Jesse Rankins] Picture me rollin', ooh Straight outta the ghetto to a deluxe apartment in the sky Straight ballin' like a b**h Picture me rollin', ooh, yea I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high Yeah, so high, so high I used to smoke bush, now all this kush got me so high Straight ballin' like a b**h So high Straight ballin' like a b**h So high Straight ballin' like a b**h Straight ballin' like a b**h Straight ballin' like a b**h