Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (
E MajorE 
A augmentedA 
D MajorD 
G+G 
BB E MajorE)
Key: G+G
Difficulty: Novice
Intro: Slim Jxmmi:
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Yeah, uh, Uncle Jxm
Uh, Sremm born with it
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When you come from the bottom then you gon' spend it
Ear Drummers
Chorus:
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Fuck it, ball (ayy)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (wasn't born with it)
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Fuck it, I'm ballin
Fuck it (ayy), I'm ballin' (skrrt)
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Fuck it, ball
Fuck it, I'm ballin'
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Fuck it, I'm ballin' (ayy)
Fuck it
Verse:
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I just woke up this mornin'
On that bullshit, where the fuck am I goin'?
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Gotta get some money, I ain't even got one cent
How the fuck the nigga finna go and get a lunch meal?
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All that's on my mind is I gotta get a dollar, dollar, dollar (get it)
Hit up my partner Mike, we gotta get some guala (Mike with it)
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Everywhere we go, man, we fuckin' shit up (skrrt)
Passed her two cups, told her mix that shit up
Chorus:
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Fuck it (Sremm life), ball (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (wasn't born with it)
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Fuck it, I'm ballin (yeah)
Fuck it (ayy), I'm ballin'
Fuck it
Bridge:
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I just get lost in these mothafuckin' drugs (yeah)
I might just get lost inside of this drug (ah)
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Don't let me get lost inside of this cup (yeah)
Don't let me get lost inside of this cup (Slim Jxmmi)
Verse:
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Candy paint and some vogues on these ho niggas
Bitch, don't come for me if I ain't send you, I ain't no ho, nigga
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They done got back in their feelings, they some old niggas
They put up 28s on a Chevy, and it got drip on it
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Got a little bit of Promethazine in that cup, I'm 'bout to sip on it
I turned a U-turn on Moreland, got that lift on it (skrrt, skrrt)
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See back in 2003 when they wasn't hip to me
I was sellin' them breakdowns, tell the truth I was tryna live through it
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They keep a liquor store on every damn corner
They hop up out the paddy wagon, run up on us
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They tryna search us every day, we ain't got nothin' on us
I drink that lean every day like it's a Corona
Chorus:
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Fuck it, ball (ayy)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (wasn't born with it)
G+G
Fuck it, I'm ballin
Fuck it (ayy), I'm ballin' (skrrt)
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Fuck it, ball
Fuck it, I'm ballin'
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Fuck it, I'm ballin' (ayy)
Fuck it
Verse:
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Cut down the net, Swae Lee put them points up (buckets)
Put them tens up (yeah), both hands, I slam dunk (woo)
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What's in my cup, that's wonderful stuff (juice)
Nah, these ain't drugs (huh?), but even if they was
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I'd be focused on the prize (focused), Trey ball every time (yo)
Flex like exercise (hey), shot clock, never mind that
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'Cause we pull it at the perfect time (we pull it)
Ball like PorziÅ?Ä£is, and your foot was on the line (you blew it)
Couple hundred, I'll sign (sign)
Chorus:
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Buckets, ballin'
Buckets (woo), I'm ballin'
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Couple thousand, I'm ballin' (woo)
In front of millions, I'm ballin' (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Chorus:
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Fuck it (Sremm life), ball (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (wasn't born with it)
G+G
Fuck it, I'm ballin (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin'
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Fuck it, ball (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (ah)
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Fuck it, I'm ballin' (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Slim Jxmmi)
Fuck it
Outro:
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Post up, post up, post up
Blow up, roll up, roll up
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Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up
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Post up, post up, post up
Post up, post up, post up
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Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
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Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
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Post up, post up, hol' up, post up, hol' up, post up
Hol' up, hol' up, post up
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Wasn't born with it
Post up, post up, post up
