Hatem Ben Arfa - Madness 2015 16 Skills Dribbles Goals

Okay, it's rap, pack to my pulse flat. We keep it real, no false rap. I got four cards and they all black. Got four broads and they all that. We call that ballin'. Doing this is my calling. Flow is so appalling. My phone off and she calling. I'm like, yeah, what it do? Penthouse, man, what a view. Fall back as I'm coming through and my whole team, they coming too. That's real, too real. Motherfucker, tell me how you feel. I'm too good for my own good. I won't leak the album, I let it spill. Number one, bitch, I bet it will. View the numbers, I said it will. I played the game and I'm still the same and I never changed it to get a deal, bitch, I'm ballin'. I came from nothing to something like it's nothing. Yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion, bitch, I'm ballin'. I made a promise to my mama, I'mma turn these zeros into tens of commas. Bitch, I'm ballin'. Closing million dollar deals, catch me swerving, burning hundred dollar bills. How it feel when you ballin'? Going places they never go. It ain't all about the money, but I stack it cause you never know. I'mma live life till I overdose. Where they sleeping on me, that's comatose. I went mainstream with my main team. You just mad as ****, you ain't come close. And your next girl is my ex-girl. She fine as hell, but she a mess, girl. All I do is rhyme, I got no time, so I can't reply to your test, girl. But I'm back again and I want it. Always gotta keep it 100. All of y'all know y'all want it. Turn it up and get blunted. I'm like, **** the money, **** the fame. I came here to **** up the game, gon' get it. I'm feeling myself. Fresh to death, bitch, I'm killing myself. I'm gone. We burning it up. Step in the building, we turning it up. Talking that ----, but they never admit. When I sit to the mic, I be murdering it and we living. Real good. Mainstream, but it's still good. I got raw ----, I got real ----, but right now it's time for that feel good. We call that ballin'. Doing this is my calling. Flow is so appalling. My phone off and she calling. I'm like, yeah, what it do? Penthouse, man, what a view. Fall back cause I'm coming through with my whole team. They coming too, that's ballin'. I came from nothing to something like it's nothing. Yeah, you know I done it. Now there's no discussion, bitch, I'm ballin'. I made a promise to my mama. I'mma turn these zeros into tens of commas. Bitch, I'm ballin'. Closing million dollar deals. Catch me swerving, burning hundred dollar bills. How it feel when you ballin'? Going places they never go. It ain't all about the money, but I stack it cause you never know. You know that we balling, we be going all in. Hold on, let me slow it down so y'all get the ----. These haters talk, but I don't give a ----. Got models, bottles, and the piff is lit. Boy, we ballin', kinda like Sparlin' and Rawlin'. On the road to riches, never stallin'. Got your girl up all in my nuts, boy, she do it with joy, no almonds. Living life to perfection. VIP, that's the section. Presidential watch, presidential suite. You would think we held an election. It go logic first, then I'm up next. I do not converse, I just cut checks. I do not rehearse, I just drop the verse. I need a cop of hers cause I'm fresh to death. I bet you never seen so much designer. Never seen a nigga with a bitch that's finer. Boy, I stunt when I ain't even tryna. Swaggin' is nice, but first I'm a rhymer. And I rep Maryland, home of the Terrapins. Say you spit crack, homie, we spit that heroin. Bring it right to your front door like I'm Carolyn. Standing next to me would be so embarrassing. Yeah, we be ballin'. I came from nothin' to somethin' like it's nothin'. Yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion. Bitch, I'm ballin'. I made a promise to my mama, I'mma turn these zeros into tens of commas. Bitch, I'm ballin'. Posin' million dollar deals. Catch me swervin', burnin' hundred dollar bills. How it feel when you ballin'? It ain't all about the money, but I stack it cause you never know. On the low, what's up with you, ho? Bitch, it's smoke and dro. Bet you know, bust like 44. When I spit that flow cause we go hard. Like that ----, they hustle on the boulevard. **** your broad, bitch, I bet I could. Bitch, I bet I would. On the low, what's up with you, ho? Bitch, it's smoke and dro. Bet you know, bust like 44. When I spit that flow cause we go hard. Like that ----, they hustle on the boulevard. **** your broad, bitch, I bet I could. Bitch, I bet I would. Let me get it, let me get it right now, that's the ---- I been on. R-A-W-T-P-A-C-K, you know we know we ---- on. Anybody in the way all day, I'm livin' my life, boy, you know to the fullest. These women, they love us, they push us and pull us. Just me and my team takin' shots with our bullets. Yeah, and it's money, you know we don't bullshit. People, they love it, they know the name. I got a little change, but I'm still the same. So break it down, break it down. This ----, I'm rockin', they don't make it now. I got haters, and they talk ----, but that's okay. I got real ---- that's heartfelt, make you feel ----. But right now, it's time for that trill ----. Yeah, killers and murderers, dealers and burglars. Ridin' my way, they never heard of ya. From that Westside park where they kill at the door. But that never occurred to ya, been broke. Dirt broke while my brothers was hustlin', pushin' that coke. That's the life of a G, but it wasn't for me. And for real, that's the reason I broke. Run the low, what's up with you, ho? Bitches smokin' dro, bitch, you know. Bust like 44. When I spit that flow cause we go hard. Like that ----, they hustle on the boulevard. **** your broad, bitch, I bet I could. Bitch, I bet I would. Run the low, what's up with you, ho? Bitches smokin' dro, bitch, you know. Bust like 44. When I spit that flow cause we go hard. Like that ----, they hustle on the boulevard. **** your broad, bitch, I bet I could. Bitch, I bet I would. Sit on the low, I be so high. Touchin' the sky, I got a wood. So **** the world, until I die, if you ain't know. It's Kid Ink, baby, representin' the alumni. Off three shots, but you ain't hit a gun. Cop that ass blunt, nigga, yours look sun-dried. What it do? I'm on two. Tell him straight up, no juice. Never goin' back to the broke old days. But I got a room full of retro J's. Never seen these, look back at it. I see the bank and I laugh at it. One kush up like a air mattress. One hitter leavin', nigga, asthmatic. And we goin' up. Ain't nobody sober. Know that, Miley. 18 and over, got three chains. Two girls hangin' over my shoulders. Give it up in one motion. Know the money is the motive. On the low, what's up with you, ho? Bitch, it's Smoke & Dro. Bet you know, bust like 44. When I spit that flow, cuz we go hard. Like that ----, they hustle on the boulevard. **** your broad, bitch, I bet I could. Bitch, I bet I would. On the low, what's up with you, ho? Bitch, it's Smoke & Dro. Bet you know, bust like 44. When I spit that flow, cuz we go hard.