Bandoz & Michael.J. - Ballin' Lyrics

Craps table was like my second home
Made money all on my own
I was 15 and I thought I was grown
Since a young one in a separate home
My dad was gone yea I love him
But I made mine all on my own
I stacked chips yea I got this bread
Still visit tables to stay fed
Neva quit what I been doing
Stay humble yea stick to music
Michael.J. yea he on the track
He told me to pursue rap
So I neva quit just took a break
Now I'm back on
Should I release a tape
Or lay low and drop singles
Till eyes out there see me twinkle
I'm ballin now call me harden
I'm ballin now call me harden
I'm ballin now call me harden
I'm ballin now call me harden
I'm from the h i'm a rocket
Aye
Make room for the king
Yea yea thats me
Bandoz on the beat
And he got me to bring the heat
Gucci on my feet
Touchdown with them cleats
I get paid to come and leave
Just like 1, 2, 3
These niggas think they savy
I really got em' aggy
Straight face cuz we aint happy
With u clowns playin' like baddies
You tough then drop the addy
Big choppa flip em like a patty
Me and the team roll out with the gattys
Im out now yall can go spazzy
I'm ballin now call me harden
I'm ballin now call me harden
I'm ballin now call me harden
I'm ballin now call me harden
I'm from the h i'm a rocket