Rick Ross Ft Meek Mill And Birdman - Last Breath - Lyrics

  • [Intro - Rick Ross]
    Nigga, long as you livin' how you wanna live
    Niggas gon' talk about you
    And that's completely fine with me (Believe that, nigga)
    Niggas only salute niggas that's dead, and niggas in prison (Living legends)
    I wanna ball though

    [Hook - Rick Ross]
    I'm ballin' til my very last breath
    I'm ballin' til my very last breath
    Just bought me a yacht, Wakiki or not
    Still sippin' that syrup, might front you a block
    I'm ballin' til my very last breath
    I'm ballin' til my very last breath
    Just bought me a Benz, just bought me a Rolls
    I pay for that pussy, I go shopping for hoes

    [Verse 1 - Rick Ross]
    I got a house on my neck, my Panamera my pet
    We bought ringside seats, and got a brick I can pet
    Money, power respect, I took your bitch with finesse
    Chickens jumping like checkers, but this game is chess
    What's at stake is your freedom, niggas paying the price
    When the judge drop the mallet, all he said was life
    Nigga damn near fainted, barely stare at your wife
    Brother took all your clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice
    Got me holding my nuts, while I'm rolling the dice
    760 new Beamer, got me rolling in white
    Very few that you trust, better keep in your sight
    Thinking I'm doing wrong, when these niggas ain't right


    [Verse 2 - Meek Mill]
    I just scooped me a BM
    And bought me a Rolls
    When I pulled up on niggas, I swear they thought I was Hov
    All my mixtapes platinum, niggas thought I was gold
    I heard them suckas was hatin', I'm fucking all of they hoes
    So I don't blame 'em, no I don't knock 'em
    But if they play my dogs, we slay 'em, I'm talkin' pop 'em
    Want some attention, hall-of-fame 'em, they talkin' bout us
    Acting like bitches 'til we spray 'em, get the coffin out ya
    We all about it, ahhhhh
    I'm ballin' till my very last breath
    I hustle like I'm on my last check !!
    And I ain't even in my bag yet
    I wake up in the morning, where the cash at, GO!


    [Verse 3 - Rick Ross]
    All I see is this money, never hate with your niggas
    Better pray to your maker, before you war with the sinner
    Ask forgiveness for mine, so I know that I'm good
    All them niggas we robbed, trips T man took
    Talkin' panhandle pimpin, niggas Chevy was lemon
    Nigga dressing in linen, bases loaded first inning
    Taking over the checks, relocating the tenants
    Pulling open your vest, motivation is spinach
    I gotta handle my business, I pay my mortgages first
    When you cross a super-soaker I bet your water get burst
    Ain't no love on this side, just jealous niggas who ride
    Until the day that you die, just hold your head to the sky

    [Verse 4 - Birdman]
    Ballin' till my last breath
    Uptown, flashy life with my Smith & Wess
    Hallways, choppa boys everyday
    Spend your bank full of hundred B's in your face
    My lil nephew was a born killa
    Real nigga on the field, killa kill nigga
    'Til I showed him how to cook a bird
    Killa nigga nigga only if I finna work
    Matches up in every town
    Puttin' it down, hold it down for my fuckin' rounds
    All day gunplay, everyday rocked out nigga in every way


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