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[Chorus]
In the life of a baller, shot-caller, hater staller
In the life of a baller, shot-caller, hater staller
In the life of a baller, shot-caller, hater staller
In the life of a baller, shot-caller, hater staller

[Verse 1]
I wake up about eleven o'clock
Roll through the hood with the Glock cocked
Ready to pop on a busta
If he wanna test me out, he's a dead ass sucka
Get me somethin' to eat
It's almost twelve and I'm ridin' one deep
Ballin' all through the hood
Paper lookin' lovely, and it's all good
I step out of my ride to get a feel of the asphalt
Haters agg', and it's all they fault
Upset that I'm grindin'
Stangin', and hangin', and major shinin'
But that's the way life goes
And forever, I'm gone be clownin' for sho'
So haters, don't holler back
'Cause all you gon' see is that drop-top 'Lac

[Chorus]
In the life of a baller, shot-caller, hater staller
In the life of a baller, shot-caller, hater staller
In the life of a baller, shot-caller, hater staller
In the life of a baller, shot-caller, hater staller