Ballin’ Ringtones

Buena po hijo teni que puro ir a cantar Despues cuando salti a los grandes escenarios vay a estar triste Oye hijo y teni que estar tranquilo nomas y anda a cantar Cual de las dos es mas negra Episodio y capítulos yo eh vivido caleta JotaYR Jota pone inicio sin gastar saliva Se metio en la musica porque de lo problema se olvida Hay un ángel que me protege y hay un ángel que me cuida Arrodillao cumpliendo lo que le pida Esto no eh regalao a costao mas que le cresta Me diferencié de mi amistades cuando preferí estar en casa Que irme a una fiesta Ahi yo vi quien suma y quien resta Y perdon si te molesta Lo que canto Si no soy un santo Es que hay obstaculo en el camino pero en breve me chanto Voto humo para no dormir a salto Y se que hay cuantos Que estan en el asfalto Hablando de mi Y no lo llamo enemi Aunque anden por ahi Riendose y pensando que yo me cai No se dieron cuenta y les regale un poco de ki Cuando a la tarima yo me subi Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo hare realidad Mucho quieren que suba y no les creo Y en los ojos no les la verdad Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo haré realidad Mucho quieren que suba y no les creo Porque en los ojos no les veo la verdad Mi tatuaje no reflejan mi apariencia Mi edad no demuestra la inocencia Con solo dar presencia ya notan la diferencia De lo que aprendi causando consecuencias Ey tranqui Que aqui no hay tristeza Mama me enseño andar bien vestido y no reflejar pobreza Y mi abuelo Recogiendo la basura del suelo Diciendo que la limpieza es viveza Rescátate esa frase Que no la dijo fulano Mas bien lalo Papa dijo tu dalo to Y en el nombre tuyo le damo Seguimos y no paramos Y mira escucha El payaso aunque este triste, este de luto Tiene que igual salir hacer reír a la gente Y esto es para que te sirva de experiencia y demostrar con responsabilidad Como dice y como suena Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo haré realidad Mucho quieren que suba y no les creo Porque en los ojos no les veo verdad Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo haré realidad Mucho quieren que suba y no les creo Porque en los ojos no les veo verdad Este tema lo escribí con un nudo en la garganta No lloro, porque en el estudio se aguanta Grabando y en la calle hasta las tanta Pensando en salir adelante desde que uno se levanta Mama no encuentro regalo pa' darte en navidad Para agradecerte y no hablo de algo material Son valores y el respeto que eso yo respeto Igual Son lo abrazos son lo besos Algo leal y algo real Se cumplirá todo lo que deseo Porque es mi meta y lo haré realidad Quien es, quien es Jota,Jota el JotaYR Quien ma' Prod music En los ojos no les veo la verdad Como dice y como suena

I'm out of your league, baby I'm out of your league, baby Baby cuz I'm ballin' For a minute I just finished on you I just finished on you I just did it on you Girl I'm out here Getting to the money Blowin' these hundreds Blowin' these hundreds Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Ballin' on you (ballin' ballin' ballin') I'm Ballin' (ballin' ballin' ballin') I'm out of your league, wavy I'm out of your league, wavy Wavy cuz I'm ballin' For a minute I just finished on you I just finished on you I just did it on you Girl I'm out here Getting to the money Blowin' these hundreds Blowin' these hundreds Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Girl I'm out here Ballin' on you (ballin' ballin' ballin') Ballin' on you (ballin' ballin' ballin') That's my baby Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now That's my baby Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now That's my baby Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now

Run it up Kel Ballin', everything flawless I ain't gotta brag let my money do the talkin' No employees, nigga, I was raised around the bosses Niggas wanna funk, but they can't afford a coffin Poppin', niggas steady watchin' Louie's on my feet, commas sidekick to my pockets Thought it was a room, nah. nigga that's my closet Broke the money counter, I got rich nigga problems Should I buy a Benz? Nigga, should I buy the Audi? Chillin' on the jet now it's cloudy Hit another state for a day then I'm outtie I remember I was only poppin' in the county Now a nigga always lose count when I'm counting How the fuck you still ain't touch ten? Nigga childish Workin' OT every week a hundred hours Say I'm acting funny, wait 'til I drop the album I'm a player, got hella flavor Phones in the bucket everybody sign a waver Nigga signed, only got a chain niggas slavin' Sign to myself, every week, that's a payment Made it, nerd niggas hatin' Money stackin' up, I ain't even gotta save it Niggas fake I can't even trust them when they bang it Got a lot of change, but I'm still not changin' Don't call me to link up, I ain't hangin' Four deep, no strap, nigga playing If rap don't work then it's back to the basics Nigga took my swag I ain't mad I embrace it Don't believe the 'Gram it's a whole lotta fakin' A bag or the clout, what the fuck you nigga chasin'? Me? I'll be tryna give motivation Shit ain't gonna happen overnight, have patience Buzzin', nigga, I be dummin' Nigga hella cheap, they be ballin' on a budget 50 pop on me right now, that ain't nothin' Before I let a bitch play a nigga I'm a dougie Ain't finna talk about it, nigga, know how I'm comin' Got the cheat codes, I just gotta push a button From a place with a lot of hate, but I love it They like "There he go" when they see me out in public Bitch

'Cause I been ballin' for a while now I get money by the pound now Everday I'm counting bands yeah I'm the motherfucking man yeah Bitches say they love my style now Niggas try to steal my style now They know they can't duplicate me So all they can do is hate me All these bands busting out my pocket I can't hide it Fuck yeah bitch I got them they can't hide them 40 on me it's a rocket you can't stop it Run up on me imma pop it, please dont try it All these niggas hating on me cause I got my bands up If you a broke nigga just know I can't stand you No I can't stand you, no I can't stand you If you ain't a real one then I won't shake your hand cause Fuck these broke niggas and these hoe bitches Imma touchdown and act like I don't know nigga If you didn't hold me down in jail, you should know nigga That I don't fuck with you 'Cause I been ballin for a while now I get money by the pound now Everyday I'm counting bands yeah I'm the motherfucking man yeah Bitches say they love my style now Niggas try to steal my style now They know they can't duplicate me So all they can do is hate me All these bad bitches in my line now all the time now 'Cause they see a nigga ballin' like LeBron now They tryna be my baby ma now I said 'calm down' If you think I'm gonna wife ya, ease up, you might be high now All these niggas hating on me cause I got my bands up If you a rat nigga just know I can't stand you No I can't stand you No I can't stand you You could take these slugs since you like to take the stand Cuz I'm a real nigga, I ain't fake nigga I got shooters that won't hesitate to spray niggas And they my hitters so I'm with them everyday nigga So watch what you say nigga 'Cause I been ballin' for a while now I get money by the pound now Everyday I'm counting bands yeah I'm the motherfucking man yeah Bitches say they love my style now Niggas tryna steal my style now They know they can't duplicate me So all they can do is hate me I've been ballin', ballin' 'Cause I been ballin' for a while now I get money by the pound now Everyday I'm counting bands yeah I'm the motherfucking man yeah Bitches say they love my style now Niggas tryna steal my style now They know they can't duplicate me So all they can do is hate me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I used to tell people, like, "I'ma have this, I'ma have that..." "...I'ma get this, I'ma get a car and be famous before you..." "...I'ma be rich before you" My sister thought she was gonna be Rich before me, even though she ain't They thought I was gon' be some motherfuckin' screw-up or something They thought I was gonna be, like, bad all my life They thought she was gonna be a lawyer before I'll be a rapper, or something She crazy (how old's your sister?) She 13 now The little kid's crazy—all little kids crazy A lawyer... It be like, if you win, you a winner Know what I'm sayin'? This year I started off Yep, right I ain't got a job now, and I got a daughter too, so... Gotta make it happen (This a LeekeLeek banger!) Sosa, baby GBE, baby Y'know we rockin', baby And you know what it do, baby Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin' Bad bitches keep callin' I swear this money keep fallin' I'm best friends with Ben, shawty I don't even want you darlin' 'Cause I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin') Bitch, I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin') Rollin' up this dope (this dope) Pop a nigga something like Crisco (bang-bang) All I do is spend dough (spend dough) I don't even know this bitch no mo' (beep, nah) 'Cause I'm ballin' (I'm ballin', beep, beep) So please bitch stop callin' (stop callin', stop callin') Bitch, I'm Chief Keef (Chief Keef) Every bitch know me (every bitch know me, yah) If the bitch don't know me (know me, nah) Let me tell you hoes 'bout me (let me tell you hoes 'bout me) Bitch, I'm ballin' (swish, swish, swish) And we shoot, no talkin' (bang, bang, bang-bang, bang) Rockin' in my Pink Dolphin (pink Dolphin, bang) Finna pop me a blue dolphin (finna pop me a blue dolphin, bang-bang) Broke ass niggas who is talkin' (huh) If you ain't talkin' money than you through talkin' (you through talkin', bang) Bitch, I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin') On these broke niggas, I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin') I'm ballin', I'm ballin' (ballin') Bad bitches keep callin' I swear this money keep fallin' (swish) I'm best friends with Ben, shawty (swish) I don't even want you darlin' (nah) 'Cause I'm ballin' (swish, swish, swish) Bitch, I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Sippin' on that lean (that lean) I go hard for my team (I go hard for my team) Pockets filled with that green (that green) I just blow it all on my team (beep) 'Cause I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin', ballin') Nigga, I'm ballin' (ballin', GBE baby) Ride around wit' my 3Hunnas (3Hunnas) All my niggas, we stuntin' (yah) Spendin' commas, bitch it's nothin' And I'm eatin' but I ain't even got a big stomach (beep, beep) 'Cause I'm ballin' (swish, swish) I'm ballin', I'm ballin' (swish, swish, swish) I be countin' them stacks (yah, stacks) Crackin' cards, get back (get back) I gets me a big check (yah) And everything designer but it's mismatch (mismatch) 'Cause I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin', swish) I'm ballin' like Spalding (swish, swish) Trues off my ass (true, True, True) Pockets filled with that cash (pockets filled with that cash) Niggas see me, they mad (they mad, yah) Bitches see me, they pass out man they fallin' (they fallin', yah) Now I'm through talkin' (through talkin') 'Cause I'm ballin', I'm ballin' (beep, beep) Bad bitches keep callin' I swear this money keep fallin' (swish) I'm best friends with Ben, shawty (swish) (beep, beep) I don't even want you darlin' (nah) 'Cause I'm ballin' (swish, swish, swish) Bitch, I'm ballin' (beep, beep, I'm ballin') Sippin' on that lean (that lean) I go hard for my team (I go hard for my team) Pockets filled with that green (that green) I just blow it all on my team (beep) 'Cause I'm ballin' (ballin', ballin', ballin') Nigga, I'm ballin' (beep, beep, beep)

Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin' Versace down from my head to my neck Pootie Tang with the belt game, show some respect All these bitches on my dick, same, old shit R.I.P. to Pimp C, I'm the same, old pimp Fly over seven different time zones I got a big booty bitch up in shroom zone Got emergency blunts when I come home Cause if rap or weed I'll have your lungs gone Yeah, Malibu beaches, unlaced bikini bottoms Mo' money, mo' problems, fo' fo' will solve 'em Just every day I'm with a stank sip, 30 in the clip Riding through that Gaza Strip, kill a nigga quick Hit a nigga with my race car, Tony Yayo turn to Tony Stewart Rap niggas die over music Just got this brand, new chopper and I'm dying to use it Dry snitching niggas testifying in their music I seen niggas last five minutes then they lose it Wrap the sheet around his neck, he said, "this time I couldn't do it" A platinum nigga in the penitentiary going, "do it" Put Prada on the prison yard, started getting to it Two zero's, six, six, nine, 'o seven five That's the number that they gave me when I arrived It's just another form of slavery that's in disguise To all my niggas locked up just trying to survive, I know why Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin I'm yelling money over bitches, money over everything Money got me everything, every watch, every chain Every brick, every whip, kicks with designer names I used to hustle Texas whose child I can claim Paid all my mama's bills so how can she complain? Call my bitches dimes, I treat 'em like loose change Call me Brian in the clutch, ballin' with my English brain No love, got it out the mud, my shirt ain't got a stain Iced out Rollie, three fingers reppin' Rida Gang Entire streets in the streets so them hoes know I came Ballin' on these hoes all the time You got your kids, don't need mine Word to my favorite design, my mama raised me to shine These C-notes play in my mind, they on rewind I am top five alive, I've been picked out by God I'm never not on my job, too hard to argue that Shining my records like, "where's my target at?" Came through your stereo, feel me charging back I owe you 15 bums for that Stains in the garden, hate when they all go black Cracks in the armor, this reach further than rap Before we start react, mob attack Stacks or don't call me, rain down 'til nobody standing Won't show no snipe for your army Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me I know y'all see me when I'm ballin' You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out We ballin', ballin', ballin', we shot callin

Cocodrilo caballo Salto del escenario Seis ceros en mi banco Lamborghini Gallardo Mami, todos mirando Quieren ver cómo caigo Tengo a todos odiando Y que sigan ahí Cuántos quieren mi pasta Y cuántos son de verdad Si la vida se tuerce Mami, nadie vendrá Antes siempre callando Ahora es: "págame ya" Y sin darnos ni cuenta Reyes de la ciudad I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' (I'm ballin', ballin', ballin') Ey, ah, uh Ahora siempre a doscientos, maquinón Está nuevo mi chándal, vacilón Veinticuatro quilates, cadenón Y ahora que todos callan, hablo yo Si llegaremos lejos, no lo sé Pero, ya hicimos más de lo que soñé Algunos ya no están, pero todo bien Ey todo bien, ey todo bien Llámame Willy Fogga' Fogga' Ya salimos de Europa-ropa Estoy volando por to's los mares Llenámelo, otra copa, copa Mami, tengo otros planes, planes No tienes que comprarme ropa Estoy haciéndolo suave, suave Quiero ver cómo el yate flota Cuántos quieren mi pasta Y cuántos son de verdad Si la vida se tuerce Mami, nadie vendrá Antes siempre callando Ahora es: "págame ya" Y, sin darnos ni cuenta Reyes de la ciudad I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' (I'm ballin') Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' Ey, ah, uh I'm ballin' (I'm ballin', ballin', ballin') Ey, ah, uh (Uh)