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[Intro: Rick Ross] Nigga, long as you livin' how you wanna live Niggas gon' talk about you And that's completely fine with me (Believe that, nigga) Niggas only salute niggas that's dead, and niggas in prison (Living legends) I wanna ball though [Hook: Rick Ross] I'm ballin' til my very last breath I'm ballin' til my very last breath Just bought me a yacht, Waikiki or not Still sippin' that syrup, might front you a block I'm ballin' til my very last breath I'm ballin' til my very last breath Just bought me a Benz, just bought me a Rolls I pay for that pussy, I go shopping for hoes [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I got a house on my neck, my Panamera my pet We bought ringside seats, and got a brick I can pet Money, power respect, I took your bitch with finesse Chickens jumping like checkers, but this game is chess What's at stake is your freedom, niggas paying the price When the judge drop the mallet, all he said was life Nigga damn near fainted, barely stare at your wife Brother took all your clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice SongtexteGot me holding my nuts, while I'm rolling the dice 760 new Beamer, got me rolling in white Very few that you trust, better keep in your sight Thinking I'm doing wrong, when these niggas ain't right [Hook] [Verse 2: Meek Mill] I just scooped me a BM And bought me a Rolls When I pulled up on niggas, I swear they thought I was Hov All my mixtapes platinum, niggas thought I was gold I heard them suckas was hatin', I'm fucking all of they hoes So I don't blame 'em, no I don't knock 'em But if they play my dogs, we slay 'em, I'm talkin' pop 'em Want some attention, hall-of-fame 'em, they talkin' bout us Acting like bitches 'til we spray 'em, get the coffin out ya We all about it, ahhhhh I'm ballin' till my very last breath I hustle like I'm on my last cheque And I ain't even in my bag yet I wake up in the morning, where the cash at, GO! [Hook] [Verse 3: Rick Ross] All I see is this money, never hate with your niggas Better pray to your maker, before you war with the sinner Ask forgiveness for mine, so I know that I'm good All them niggas we robbed, trips T man took Talkin' panhandle pimpin, niggas Chevy was lemon Nigga dressing in linen, bases loaded first inning Taking over the checks, relocating the tenants Pulling open your vest, motivation is spinach I gotta handle my business, I pay my mortgages first When you cross a super-soaker I bet your water get burst Ain't no love on this side, just jealous niggas who ride Until the day that you die, just hold your head to the sky [Verse 4: Birdman] Ballin' till my last breath Uptown, flashy life with my Smith & Wess Hallways, choppa boys everyday Spend your bank full of hundred B's in your face My lil nephew was a born killa Real nigga on the field, killa kill nigga 'Til I showed him how to cook a bird Killa nigga nigga only if I finna work Matches up in every town Puttin' it down, hold it down for my fuckin' rounds All day gunplay, everyday rocked out nigga in every way [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania