Letra Last breath Birdman

Last breath

featuring Rick Ross

I’m ballin’ til my very last breath,
I’m ballin’ til my very last breath,
Just bought me a yacht, Waikiki 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.

I just coop me a Benz and bought me a Rolls
When I pulled up on niggas, I swear they thought I was old
All my mixtapes platinum, niggas thought I was gold
I heard them suckas was hatin’, I’m fucking all that they own
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
Once in attention, I’m famous, they talkin’ bout us
Acting like bitches ’til we spray ‘em, what you doing now?
I’m ballin’ till my very last breath
I hustle like I’m on my last check
And I ain’t even in my bed yet
I wake up in the morning, where the cash at

I’m ballin’ til my very last breath,
I’m ballin’ til my very last breath,
Just bought me a yacht, Waikiki 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.

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’ bad hand and 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
I’m ballin’ til my very last breath,
I’m ballin’ til my very last breath,
Just bought me a yacht, Waikiki 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.

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.