hook:
from that first dollar that i make,
to that last breath that i take,
i'm gone ball
i'm gone ball

quebo:
they aint beleive what i told them holmes
now that hundred spokes what im rollin' on
laced down with that gold n' chrome
certify's that i run the zone

call me supreme
fuck the players, i run the team
fuck them haters, i stack that green
plush with gators, i mack with a lean
and always clean

" One of these days" a nigga always dreamed
even in times it didn't always seem
that i would find a way to incoporate
myself up in this ballers scheme

now a nigga living lavish man
can afford that horse and that carriage man
living legit with this cabbage man
from the words i'm serving to these addicts man

this wasn't the life that i chose
but this was the struggle i rose
above, and all because of this
these are the bars that i wrote

and within these bars that you hear
incase my horrors and fears
all the hard through the years
that scarred me so near

but i got to keep my eyes on the prize
and take my pains with them glories
cause them pains are crucial
when it comes to maintaining a perfect story

one day i'm broke as a joke on the curve
trying to break through my dramas
but watch how i do it, with my mind on the music
using it to make a "Baller"

hook:
from that first dollar that i make,
to that last breath that i take,
i'm gone ball
i'm gone ball


verse 2:
and i swear never to fall
not with my skills
not with my dogs
we bark hard
work hard
party hard
southern gods
when it gets hard
we take charge
cut the cards
fuck the odds
we ball
break the laws
gta, five stars
going ham
not giving a damn
and never giving a fuck
but always willing to fuck
when it come to nuts
all up in the guts
while we up in the cut
of the doulie truck
with the toolie tuck
while cruise the butt
and suck me up
and i finish her off
till she tender and soft
and then i send her ass off
with funny ass walk
so her girls can talk
[female come in and says]
bitch, shhh...shut up before i get caught

[fade out]