Not Ballin Gucci Mane & Young Scooter

[Intro: DJ Scream]
All you hear in the streets
All you see in the streets
It's that 10-17 brick squad shit
That hood rich shit, nigga
Salute to all the hustlers out there
So much money out here
You gotta be a clown, if you ain't getting none, nigga!
Hood Rich!

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I can't lie, God I ain't been to church in weeks
Call me Zoo Keeper Gucci ,all the birds I keep
I'm sellin work so cheap, number can't be beat
They call me Hosea Williams all the cliques I feed
And your brother keep it street he bought a block from me
You'll hang around me long enough, you'll learn a lot from me
I'm whippin soft like it's chicken broth chilling in my loft
I'm the boss sipping purple sauce, but I don't have a cough
If it's moist I'm a call er back, yea I'm a double back
If you try, I'm a say goodbye and leave her in my tracks
They gotta maybach pullin out the trap, hit em from the back
Sent a text, told her take a taxi, I pay the tax
It's Gucci!

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Jumping out the Rari like I'm Liberace
You a bitch of girl in a nigga body (pussy)
Brought a 40 to the club and I shoot up the party
If you leavin with the ones you are not balling
You are not balling yeah, you are not balling, no!
If you're riding with your partner, you are not balling
You are not balling, you are not balling!
If you still live with your momma, you are not balling!