Black Alley - Balmain

If you broke you in the wrong game
Paper got me drippin wit the sauce man
When u winnin you ain’t thinkin bout a loss man
I'm tryna ball man
I'm talkin Balmain
If you broke you in the wrong game
Paper got me dripping wit the sauce man
I'm tryna get it
I ain’t thinking bout the cost man
I wanna ball man
I'm talkin Balmain
Callin
Money callin
Money callin
It’s callin
I can hear it
In the morning
I’m yawnin
Then my palms begin
To itch
Skin is crawling
So If y’all ain’t talking dollars
Then I am too exhausted
Just to talk witcha
Walk witcha
This the large picture
I can’t quit till my garage bigger
Make my walk different
On my boss business
I’m the one they never caught slippin
Caught slippin
If you broke you in the wrong game
Paper got me dripping wit the sauce man
When u winnin you ain’t thinkin bout a loss man
I'm tryna ball man
I'm talkin Balmain
If you broke you in the wrong game
Paper got me dripping wit the sauce man
I'm tryna get it
I ain’t thinking bout the cost man
I wanna ball man
I'm talkin Balmain
Ballin
Bitch we ballin
Bitch we ballin
We ballin
Fresh to death
Like they can smell the aroma
Of embalming
Fluid on me
They nauseous
But don’t vomit
We are not stars
We comets
Save ya comments
We the con-ductors
Gone sucker
You ain’t talkin money
Then it’s wrong number
All summer winter fall
Lookin like LeBron numbers
All of us
Yea we all gunnas
Take the ball from us
If you broke you in the wrong game
Paper got me dripping wit the sauce man
When u winnin you ain’t thinkin bout a loss man
I'm tryna ball man
I'm talkin Balmain
If you broke you in the wrong game
Paper got me dripping wit the sauce man
I'm tryna get it
I ain’t thinking bout the cost man
I wanna ball man
I'm talkin Balmain
If you broke you in the wrong game
Paper got me dripping wit the sauce man
I'm tryna get it
I ain’t thinking bout the cost man
I wanna ball man
I'm talkin Balmain

Written by:
Calvin Roberson, Kacey Williams

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