Keep Ballin' - C-Note, C-Note featuring Kirby D

Keep balling, keep balling

Keep balling (keep balling, keep balling)

Keep balling, keep balling

Keep balling (gotta keep on, gotta keep on)

If you’re balling, and you know it

Put fifty grand in your hand, nigga show it

Put that ice up on your wrist, nigga snow it

Put that bang up in your trunk, nigga glow it

Got that lean nigga, pour it (po' it up)

Cause it ain’t everyday, a black man free and you know it

You gotta ball and get it all, through eternity

Stop by your mama house, kick her down a hundred G

Yo that’s the type of nigga I be, for realer I be

I’m balling with the Clover, cause the Clover’s in me

I done made a million dollas, off of street fame

So you can never take away, my fucking street name

Now-a-day's, it’s Playstations in Fararri’s

But back then, it was Hoopties and Atari’s

We still shot calling, got them screens falling

Got them screens crawling, to all my niggas balling

Call it payback, when I’m rolling in a made back

What you know about that, back seats laid back

I’m that young black, entrepreneur

I’m that nigga with that Matchbox, in front of the store

I’m that nigga, that’s ahead of the line

I’m that nigga writing rhymes trying to shine, way ahead of my time

(keep balling) that’s what you do, when them niggas keep stalling

Just keep balling, twinkie 4's crawling

It’s all on me, a Clover G

It’s S.U.C., till I D-I-E

Botany Boys put it down, for my block

See us holding big rocks, knots up in my socks

I’m about to wreck the future, y’all live in the past

I done customized my crib, with Miami glass

And my job, is to bring the message to the streets

Just keep balling, all my niggas stay on feet

Them Third Coast boys, quick to bring the noise

Quick to bring the drama boys

Rolling yellow Hummers, looking like Tunker toys

Botany Boys, twenty karats in my Clover

Up and down side to side, while we in the Range Rover

The beef ain’t over, till them boys wanna say it

We still balling, we putting prices on they head

We keep balling, until the end of the world

C-Note flying in the sky, for little boys and girls

A real nigga that’ll hustle, that’s a man to me

Gotta get it how you live, feed your family

Blowing endo, and sipping drank

I’ma shout out to my niggas, locked in them tanks

Send em pictures, write em scriptures

I’ma still hold it down, for my niggas

I’ma keep balling, till you come home

I’ma keep balling, for all my niggas that’s gone

(*talking*)

Know I’m saying, gotta keep balling

Keep banging, keep knocking they heads off

Keep banging in the trunk, popping trunk

Hurting boys, you know I’m saying

Keep coming down wrecking, gotta keep balling mayn

This how it go down, S.U.C.

for life