Ballin'
Starlito Lyrics
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don't know what else to call it, shit
All these dollars I brought with me
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
I started off fucked up, finally got my weight up.
When I come around it feel just like an appraisal
Independent nigga gettin' it in just like the majors
Counting through the check feel like a nigga turning pages.
If you were cool you ain't no more, you've done us both a favor.
Eighties baby, grew up on a pistol and a pager
Got a free quarter ounce, I bet a hundred on the Lakers
I should say against them, you know I'm riding with the heat.
With the karma stole my box Chevy. Box of rubbers,
box of swisha sweets. Still got a bitch
that'll get your bitch to leave.
Switch up freaks like I swap my whips,
that shit ain't real as shit to me.
I'm ballin' ballin' ballin' bitch,
don't know what else to call it, shit
All these dollars I brought with me
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
Screech for no reason, saved by the bell.
This bitch to the right, pretty face, tall,
white, with a smile like Lisa, big booty diva
Broke a brick down, meet a banda there and three hundred for the oz of reefer.
Twenty five bags of the og kush and the grandaddy perco weakon.
Zansa tabs in the air, no slab, but thank god for my peep.
On the road doing show after show after show and I still eat good all features.
Clunking, gold, and tweaking if the streets ain't got no lean.
Say they bought like nine fifty for the seal I say I need.
Took time, this crooks fine. Had bad karma, I shook mine.
Jab good, slip excellent. Uppercut, my hook's fine.
Refrigeration, illustration, ice on got niggas hating.
Foreign whip, foreign bitch. What that is? Immigration.
Overcooked dope bags cocaine if it cook too long then they may complain.
Dope game both lays won't say no names,
dope made propane, won't make no change.
From the ghetto us I heard that's why I'm ballin, I'm ballin.
If you've got a problem with it I ain't sorry, I ain't sorry.
I'm ballin' ballin' ballin' bitch
don't know what else to call it, shit
All these dollars I brought with me
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
I fuck around spend all this shit
In Starlito's song "Ballin," the artist reflects on the money he has made through his career in the music industry. He sees himself as "ballin" and is proud of the fact that he has made enough money to spend it without a care in the world. He's always looking for ways to ball out, and he doesn't know what else to call it. He goes on to discuss his success and how he has worked hard to get where he is now.
In the second verse, the artist talks about his journey to success. He notes that he had a rough start, but eventually got his weight up. He wonders why people hate on him when he's just an independent artist trying to make it. Starlito is appreciative of his journey and sees himself as an artist worthy of being valued. He goes on to say that he feels like he's turning pages as he's counting through his checks, and that he's grown up a lot from when he was an 80s baby with just a pistol and pager.
The third verse is a reflection of the artist's current lifestyle. He brags about his achievements, such as the women he can attract, the drugs he can buy, and how he's always on the road doing shows. He talks about his success in the dope game and how it has made him a lot of money. He's proud of the fact that he eats well and lives a luxurious life.
Overall, Starlito's "Ballin" is a song about success, money, and the journey it takes to get there. The artist reflects on his past struggles and celebrates his present success, emphasizing his ability to just spend money without any worries.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm ballin' ballin' ballin' bitch, don't know what else to call it, shit
I'm making a lot of money and living the high life, and I don't know how else to describe it
All these dollars I brought with me, I fuck around spend all this shit, I fuck around spend all this shit
I brought a lot of money with me and I'm not afraid to spend it all
I started off fucked up, finally got my weight up. Still trying to figure out, what the fuck you hating for?
I had a rough start in life, but now I'm successful and I don't understand why people are jealous or hating on me
When I come around it feel just like an appraisal, Independent nigga gettin' it in just like the majors
People recognize my success and treat me like a valuable asset, even though I'm independent
Counting through the check feel like a nigga turning pages. If you were cool you ain't no more, you've done us both a favor.
Counting my money feels like flipping through a book, and if you used to be cool with me but now you're not, it's better for both of us
Eighties baby, grew up on a pistol and a pager, Got a free quarter ounce, I bet a hundred on the Lakers
I was born in the 80s and grew up in a tough environment, but now I'm successful and enjoy spending money on things like sports betting
I should say against them, you know I'm riding with the heat. With the karma stole my box Chevy. Box of rubbers, box of swisha sweets.
I support the Miami Heat and I've had bad luck in the past, including having my car stolen, but I always come prepared with condoms and weed wraps
Still got a bitch that'll get your bitch to leave. Switch up freaks like I swap my whips, that shit ain't real as shit to me.
I have a girl who can steal another guy's girl, and I don't take relationships seriously
Screech for no reason, saved by the bell. This bitch to the right, pretty face, tall, white, with a smile like Lisa, big booty diva.
I like to make sudden stops while driving and admire a girl who is attractive and has a similar smile to Lisa from Saved by the Bell
Broke a brick down, meet a banda there and three hundred for the oz of reefer. Twenty five bags of the og kush and the grandaddy perco weakon. Zansa tabs in the air, no slab, but thank god for my peep.
I make deals with drug dealers and buy different types of drugs, including marijuana and pills, and I'm grateful for my connections
On the road doing show after show after show and I still eat good all features.
I'm busy performing and traveling for shows, but I still live a luxurious lifestyle
Clunking, gold, and tweaking if the streets ain't got no lean. Say they bought like nine fifty for the seal I say I need.
I'm into flashy things and drugs, and I'm willing to pay more for them than others
Took time, this crooks fine. Had bad karma, I shook mine. Jab good, slip excellent. Uppercut, my hook's fine.
I've worked hard to achieve my success and I've overcome my past bad luck. I'm confident in my fighting skills
Refrigeration, illustration, ice on got niggas hating. Foreign whip, foreign bitch. What that is? Immigration.
I have expensive jewelry and a fancy car, which makes some people jealous. I also enjoy being with foreign women, which may be seen as unusual
Overcooked dope bags cocaine if it cook too long then they may complain. Dope game both lays won't say no names, dope made propane, won't make no change.
I'm involved in the drug game and know the risks involved, but I don't care because the money is worth it
From the ghetto us I heard that's why I'm ballin, I'm ballin. If you've got a problem with it I ain't sorry, I ain't sorry.
I come from a tough background and that's why I'm successful. I don't apologize for my success even if it makes others upset
I'm ballin' ballin' ballin' bitch, don't know what else to call it, shit, All these dollars I brought with me, I fuck around spend all this shit, I fuck around spend all this shit, I fuck around spend all this shit
I'm repeating that I'm living a high life and I have a lot of money which I'm not afraid to spend
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O CAPASSO
Written by: Kevin Gilyard, Jermaine Eric Shute, Kishon O'Brien Gaines, Jordan Houston
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Drewski_G
Swear to God, Lito is the best rapper alive. I remember pullin up to high school bumpin "Vol 1: It Ain't A Game No More" back when he was still "All Star". Keep doin your thing, FL got love for you! #FreeRedDot #FreeBoosie
@662Blvd
100
@c9hr0ni4c
09' freshman year hella pulling into the school parking lot bumping it before he was Starlito. Must be something bout FL lol
@alexisaac4179
Banger still 2022. Mmmm hmmmm.
@josephwardrip4568
Don Trip killen Lito frfr..
@Deancutit
This year was Lito year,he dropped 3 major projects and attention, tithes and taxes...he grinding HARD!
@kinglarrohicks8553
Donnie Dean his year to do what nobody brought it
@smoovehomie
ChopGoat i swea! i say this everyday!! “AT&T”, “Cold Turkey”, and “Fried Turkey” #2013 #Lito #GrindHard #TrashBagGang
@plassiter4448
I still listen to this in 2022
@teeevans3025
Ballin ballin ballin