im tryna stop hustlin but this shit keep callin im tryna stop hustlin but i ain t tryna stop ballin nigga i ain t tryna stop ballin nigga no i cant stop ballin i ain t tryna stop ballin nigga no i cant stop ballin addicted to the lifestyle every day something new stayin right down all my niggas we dont never ask the price now in that box shed niggas sittin high now prollin with the young hoes all white beamer like the pope im tryna give the youth hope now but all my patnas sell dope i tried to go straight but got pulled back chose on a nigga came with her bags not homophobic when i say i don t fuck with fags im talking punk bitch straight broke ass like funk flash bitch down when that money up im in town im her dude but to me she just a pimp hoe everyday a nigga in style pool table in the den ridin with half the stable in the benz my brother from another say he wanna see me win yeah thats why he slid it to me quick as soon as he heard she was speakin on me middle finger you was sleepin on me hella cash how they greet the homie wanna quit but i need it homie had to push a hard line in these hard times for that new 911 thats all mine i show up to the table with all shines champagne wishes bitches all the time putting guccis on the concrete im in the middle of the trial i was a broke nigga now im paid and i ain t tryna go back 