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And I be ballin' Every Sunday morning, you can hear my momma callin' Round the 4-way stop Huh, look Round the 4-way stop Huh, look And I be ballin' Every Sunday morning, you can hear my city callin' Round the 4-way stop Huh, look Round the 4-way stop Huh, look Ayo, so tell em Wop So tell me where u from? From that paradise that everybody wanna say they from But they'll never know, what it's like to never save ur funds So i stack shit up, gotta hustle like i got a son Yeah we from the southwest Motherfuckin' southwest Bitch i fuckin' struggle even tho i'm sellin outfits Everyday i hit my plug cause tree my only outlet To express myself in a city where we drownin' And I be ballin' Every Sunday morning, you can hear my momma callin' Round the 4-way stop Huh, look Round the 4-way stop Huh, look And I be ballin' Every Sunday morning, you can hear my city callin' Round the 4-way stop Huh, look Round the 4-way stop Huh, look So whatchu sayin' is we gotta save this paper right? Work that 9-5, and go retire with this paper like Did i make enough? dollars for children's grandkids Will they live in harvard? with my son chillin in mansions? Mannn i dont know, i still got this money tho I just dropped 6 hunnid dollars in these clubs i went in so Ain't no question for my wallet, cause my answer is i'm broke Gotta spend it how i live, and how i live ain't never slow And I be ballin' Every Sunday morning, you can hear my momma callin' Round the 4-way stop Huh, look Round the 4-way stop Huh, look And I be ballin' Every Sunday morning, you can hear my city callin' Round the 4-way stop Huh, look Round the 4-way stop Huh, look