Ballaholic
Beelow Lyrics


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[Chorus: (x2)]
Big Ballin, BRC made nigga
Shot callin, Beelow the ballaholic never falling
In the original Navi we straight flossin, whoa, whoa

I'm out here rolling like some gumbo, fresh out the pot
Ballin all off up out of control, wooday
Ridin big ol' ass trucks, buyin whatever the fuck I want
Holling I want this, pullin out a green chunk
I ride with hustlers, ballers, and killers
And you don't want to go, to war with a, pro
I be on the go, actin' a got damn fool
Totin my fo' five 'cause that's my boo
I keep my rat-a-tat-a-tat-a lied low in my Lac
And if some shit jump off I'm a roast your ass
I got candy and cream dog, A to the One
With a tight grip on my green dog, wodie
I'm straight pimpin the game, livin my life like a kingpin
Everyday livin by the trigga 'cause I'm all in
Cheddar chasin', no time for no stallin
Money, weed, cars, hoes, big ballin

Its beautiful
I told you once before and I'm a tell you again
Its beautiful up here on top baby
I mean the scenery is just gorgeous
Second verse baby

I make your block hotter than Wayne
With them people at your door
Cause they see too much traffic, 'cause I'm ballin out of control
Ghetto millionaire, done took this to another level
And when it comes down to this ballin', ain't a thing that you can tell me
Ballaholic baby
Got more things then you can pronounce
You can call me baby
I move nothing less then an ounce
Ain't no sense in stunnin' and frontin' and actin' like you want that
Your paper straight you bout your business you can get that
My Benz's eyed be bubbled, my Suburban I just gutted
That candy look and that grain them hoes love it

[Chorus x2]

I be that big money gripper
Candy co come flipper
Twenty's is bling blingin' when I'm on your block dippin'
Drunk funkin' with that Beelow, wooday
I heard you bet I wouldn't make it, now you owe me
Ain't no ends too my pockets 'cause my paper too long
I be the brother at the light talkin' on two cell phones
They be like, no he didn't, but best believe I did
Keep that nine on my side just to spill a hater wig
Hundred thousand dollar shop, it ain't no thang to me
Bout it for every day of the week, that ain't no thang to me
Platinum on my wrist and fingers, ain't no thang to me
A ballaholic till I die is what I aim to be
So catch me flippin on them assassin's and my Yokohama slims
Bending blocks in the caddy, flossin harder then your daddy
See a Rolex for forty g's I gots to get that
I even bought one for my Suburban how you love that?

[Chorus x2]

Shit,
How many niggas you know look good when they floss like me
And how many niggas you know could claim that they the boss like me
Shit I don't know, but every time I take a cruise
All these niggas be lookin like "Damn" and these bitches looking like "Oooh"
See me comin' in my Navigator or its in my Benz
Gotcha old lady running around telling all her friends
Oooh girl he look cute, look, damn that nigga fine
Ain't even stop to shine but its so already in line
Shit, BMG to me stand for Big Money Grippers
Steady clockin' major figgas
BRC hard hitters
Shit, my nigga 'Low, he already worth a mil
All these niggas over here shining and bling blinging they got to chill
Already can't see good 'cause I'm full of gin and weed
See this chain around my neck it be up for about 20 g's
Everything I roll with plushed
Everything I wear be crushed




And before I meet her I fucked
Big Ballin nigga what

Overall Meaning

Beelow's song "Ballaholic" is a catchy hip-hop track in which the rapper boasts about his lavish lifestyle, excessive spending, and fast-paced life. With the lyrics, Beelow refers to his life as a "ballaholic," someone who can't stop ballin’ or living the extravagant lifestyle. He starts by stating that he is always on the go, acting like a madman, and toting his gun to keep him safe. Beelow boasts of driving huge trucks, buying expensive jewelry, and clothing. He also declares that he is surrounded by other ballers, hustlers, and killers. Moreover, he claims that he makes more money than he can even pronounce and moves nothing less than an ounce.


In the chorus, Beelow proclaims that he is a big baller BRC (a group with which he associates), referring to his financial success and power. He describes it as being beautiful up there, and the scenery is gorgeous. The second verse talks about how Beelow stands out from others in the hood with his extravagant lifestyle, which makes his block hotter than Wayne (probably referring to Lil Wayne) and such people can't stop him. Beelow declares himself a ballaholic, having taken the act of balling to another level. He talks about how he moves a lot of things, including vehicles, jewelry, and clothing.


The song's general tone is positive and confident, with Beelow boasting about his wealth and high life. However, the song also has elements of violence, with several references to guns, dangerous activities, and war. Ultimately, the lyrics present a picture of a man who loves life and all aspects of the balling lifestyle.


Line by Line Meaning

Big Ballin, BRC made nigga
I'm a big shot in the ballin' community because I'm affiliated with BRC


Shot callin, Beelow the ballaholic never falling
I'm the one making the big moves and I never slip up


In the original Navi we straight flossin, whoa, whoa
We're cruising around in a luxurious Navigator showing off our wealth


I'm out here rolling like some gumbo, fresh out the pot
I'm moving around recklessly like a pot of freshly cooked gumbo


Ballin all off up out of control, wooday
I'm spending money like crazy and I can't be stopped


Ridin big ol' ass trucks, buyin whatever the fuck I want
I'm driving around huge trucks and purchasing everything I desire


Holling I want this, pullin out a green chunk
I shout out what I want and show off my stacks of cash


I ride with hustlers, ballers, and killers
I roll with the big players in the ballin' game


And you don't want to go, to war with a, pro
You don't want to mess with someone as experienced as me


I be on the go, actin' a got damn fool
I'm always busy and acting crazy


Totin my fo' five 'cause that's my boo
I carry my gun everywhere because it's my loyal companion


I keep my rat-a-tat-a-tat-a lied low in my Lac
I hide my gun in my Cadillac


And if some shit jump off I'm a roast your ass
If trouble arises, I'll handle it aggressively


I got candy and cream dog, A to the One
I have fancy and expensive cars and clothing


With a tight grip on my green dog, wodie
I hold onto my stacks of cash tightly


I'm straight pimpin the game, livin my life like a kingpin
I'm dominating and living life luxuriously


Everyday livin by the trigga 'cause I'm all in
I live life dangerously because I'm completely invested


Cheddar chasin', no time for no stallin
I'm always hustling for more money and never slowing down


Money, weed, cars, hoes, big ballin
I live for money, drugs, fancy cars, and lots of women


I make your block hotter than Wayne
I'm making your neighborhood noisey in the same way Lil Wayne does


With them people at your door, 'cause they see too much traffic, 'cause I'm ballin out of control
Police are knocking on your door because they suspect I'm dealing drugs or causing trouble


Ghetto millionaire, done took this to another level
I've taken my game to the next level and I'm now wealthy from it


And when it comes down to this ballin', ain't a thing that you can tell me
I'm king of the ballin' game and nobody can tell me otherwise


Ballaholic baby, got more things then you can pronounce
I'm addicted to ballin' and have more valuable items than I can even name


You can call me baby, I move nothing less then an ounce
I'm a big shot and only deal with drugs in larger quantities


Ain't no sense in stunnin' and frontin' and actin' like you want that
There's no point in pretending like you have what I have and showing off


Your paper straight you bout your business you can get that
If you're serious about ballin' and have sufficient funds, you can live like I do


My Benz's eyed be bubbled, my Suburban I just gutted
My cars are top-notch and in good condition, even after modifications


That candy look and that grain them hoes love it
Women are attracted to my flashy cars and stylish modifications


I be that big money gripper, candy co come flipper
I'm always holding onto stacks of cash and I often flip cars for a profit


Twenty's is bling blingin' when I'm on your block dippin'
My fancy 20-inch rims on my car are blinding when I'm driving around your neighborhood


Drunk funkin' with that Beelow, wooday
I'm having fun and acting wild with my friend Beelow


I heard you bet I wouldn't make it, now you owe me
Someone doubted I would be successful but now they owe me money for being wrong


Ain't no ends too my pockets 'cause my paper too long
I have so much money that my pockets seem bottomless


I be the brother at the light talkin' on two cell phones
I'm a big shot who can afford two cell phones and uses both at once


Keep that nine on my side just to spill a hater wig
I always carry my gun so I can use it against anyone who tries to bring me down


Hundred thousand dollar shop, it ain't no thang to me
I spend huge amounts of money on shopping and it's not a big deal to me


Bout it for every day of the week, that ain't no thang to me
I can afford to ball out every day of the week without issue


Platinum on my wrist and fingers, ain't no thang to me
I can casually wear and afford luxurious platinum jewelry


A ballaholic till I die is what I aim to be
I'm addicted to the ballin' lifestyle and I don't plan on stopping


So catch me flippin on them assassin's and my Yokohama slims
See me driving and showing off my Yokohama Slims tires and fancy modifications


Bending blocks in the caddy, flossin harder then your daddy
I'm driving through the neighborhood in my Cadillac and showing off harder than your father ever could


See a Rolex for forty g's I gots to get that
I desire and purchase expensive Rolex watches for $40,000


I even bought one for my Suburban how you love that?
I even bought a Rolex for my car because that's how ballin' I am


How many niggas you know look good when they floss like me
How many people do you know who look as good as me when they show off their wealth?


And how many niggas you know could claim that they the boss like me
How many people claim they're the best like I do?


Shit I don't know, but every time I take a cruise
I'm not sure, but every time I drive around


All these niggas be lookin like 'Damn' and these bitches looking like 'Oooh'
People are impressed and attracted to me because of my wealth and style


See me comin' in my Navigator or its in my Benz
See me cruising around in my Navigator or my Benz


Gotcha old lady running around telling all her friends
Your wife is telling everyone about me because she's impressed


Oooh girl he look cute, look, damn that nigga fine
Women are gawking and complimenting my looks as I drive by


Ain't even stop to shine but its so already in line
I don't need to stop or show off because I'm already shining


Shit, BMG to me stand for Big Money Grippers
To me, BMG stands for people who hold onto tons of money


Steady clockin' major figgas
I'm constantly making big money moves


BRC hard hitters
The people I associate with are tough and successful


Shit, my nigga 'Low, he already worth a mil
My friend Low is already worth 1 million dollars


All these niggas over here shining and bling blinging they got to chill
Everyone around me is also showing off and they need to calm down


Already can't see good 'cause I'm full of gin and weed
I'm too intoxicated to see well because of drinking and smoking weed


See this chain around my neck it be up for about 20 g's
This necklace costs around $20,000 and I'm wearing it casually


Everything I roll with plushed
Everything I own is luxurious


Everything I wear be crushed
I wear expensive and stylish clothing


And before I meet her I fucked
I've already had sex with the woman I'm about to meet


Big Ballin nigga what
I'm a big shot and I'm living life to the fullest




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Seth Coxsey

He is not dead!!!!! Dude was in my smoke shop in HoustonTexas last night!

tony colbert

2020 still bumpn dis shit

imthaweedman420

Damn I was like fourteen when this came out, way before da ratchet!

pntsou

@yugasawi Beelow was my shit, back in when i was in HS, is he still doin it? where can i find his music

MC T Bartz

da shit!

R.A.M. G.O.E.

Was up whoa👍🏾 30s up✊🏾🌞

Calvin Hall

Old school BRC

Snarpio

rockstar music

Snarpio

ballaholic I b the bother at the light talking on a hand free phone

Snarpio

rockstar ANOTHER LEVEL OF BALLIN

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