Ballin' On You
They don't know what I got, as I go make it hot
That's just what I do now
With the blood and the sweat and I'm losin' my breath
But I don't cool down
I'm just ballin' on you
Yeah, I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
I wonder why, why you lookin' at me all tongue-tied?
Two on two, three on three, do we got enough people to run fives?
Check up, play away, can't put this style on layaway
Behind the back, through the legs
Hit em' with a lil' step back and a fade away
Later man, no matter what state I'm in, I play to win
Run a pick 'n roll, run a pick 'n pop
When I miss a shot, I just blame the wind
What's it gonna be? Drive it in or just drain a three
Get the rebound, get back on D
Like your homegirl last night up on me
Yeah my shot like a hot stovah, get knocked over by the crossover
Jab step, pump fake, my game smooth like Casanova
No look pass to the open man, streakin' down the lane, aye!
Hand down, man down
When he hit that corner shot, bang! That's game
They don't know what I got, as I go make it hot
That's just what I do now
With the blood and the sweat and I'm losin' my breath
But I don't cool down
I'm just ballin' on you
Yeah, I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
Ooh, what you gonna do? Next one into the game is you
Sweat a bullet out, wipe it off now
This ain't like the crime rate in '92
He's goin' in, look another brother gonna flow again
So take this spoonful of cinnamon
See you missin' out, where the hell you been, man?
So, motherfucker, have some pride, amplify
Never really thought you could jump this high
Dive in the vibe and arrive at the right time
With a dropped dime
So check it out - M, better add a C to that ish
Better not leave me open, be takin' a listen to that swish
Go tell 'em I got RELLIM on the track
I got five points on that
Ain't much but try not to hit playback
After that, gimme the ice pack, I'ma lay back
Live from L.A., hot in the day, cold in the night
Want me to bite? Wanna fight in the moonlight?
In case that kid don't assume right
They don't know what I got, as I go make it hot
That's just what I do now
With the blood and the sweat and I'm losin' my breath
But I don't cool down
I'm just ballin' on you
Yeah, I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
That's just what I do now
With the blood and the sweat and I'm losin' my breath
But I don't cool down
I'm just ballin' on you
Yeah, I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
I wonder why, why you lookin' at me all tongue-tied?
Two on two, three on three, do we got enough people to run fives?
Check up, play away, can't put this style on layaway
Behind the back, through the legs
Hit em' with a lil' step back and a fade away
Later man, no matter what state I'm in, I play to win
Run a pick 'n roll, run a pick 'n pop
When I miss a shot, I just blame the wind
What's it gonna be? Drive it in or just drain a three
Get the rebound, get back on D
Like your homegirl last night up on me
Yeah my shot like a hot stovah, get knocked over by the crossover
Jab step, pump fake, my game smooth like Casanova
No look pass to the open man, streakin' down the lane, aye!
Hand down, man down
When he hit that corner shot, bang! That's game
They don't know what I got, as I go make it hot
That's just what I do now
With the blood and the sweat and I'm losin' my breath
But I don't cool down
I'm just ballin' on you
Yeah, I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
Ooh, what you gonna do? Next one into the game is you
Sweat a bullet out, wipe it off now
This ain't like the crime rate in '92
He's goin' in, look another brother gonna flow again
So take this spoonful of cinnamon
See you missin' out, where the hell you been, man?
So, motherfucker, have some pride, amplify
Never really thought you could jump this high
Dive in the vibe and arrive at the right time
With a dropped dime
So check it out - M, better add a C to that ish
Better not leave me open, be takin' a listen to that swish
Go tell 'em I got RELLIM on the track
I got five points on that
Ain't much but try not to hit playback
After that, gimme the ice pack, I'ma lay back
Live from L.A., hot in the day, cold in the night
Want me to bite? Wanna fight in the moonlight?
In case that kid don't assume right
They don't know what I got, as I go make it hot
That's just what I do now
With the blood and the sweat and I'm losin' my breath
But I don't cool down
I'm just ballin' on you
Yeah, I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
I'm just ballin' on you, ah, you, ah, you
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Writer(s): Lucas Riney
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