album cover
Ball (Radio Edit) [feat. Rusty P]
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ball (Radio Edit) [feat. Rusty P] was released on April 2, 2025 by DesFly Entertainment as a part of the album Ball (Radio Edit) [feat. Rusty P] - Single
album cover
Release DateApril 2, 2025
LabelDesFly Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T. Lee
T. Lee
Rap
Rusty P
Rusty P
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyris Lee
Tyris Lee
Songwriter
Rusty Patterson
Rusty Patterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Mixing Engineer
The Beat Plug
The Beat Plug
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
We balling.
We balling.
We balling.
We ball.
We balling.
We balling.
We balling.
We ball.
Do ****** make you feel like this?
Do ****** make you feel like this?
****** .
[Chorus]
We, we ball.
Everybody know it’s going down.
I am here to light the town.
Don’t nobody make a sound.
We, we ball.
Ball like nobody ever balled.
Couple models.
Couple bottles.
Throwing dollars, blow it all.
We, we ball.
Everybody flicking for the ‘Gram.
Screaming we don’t give a ******
****** we don’t give a damn.
We, we ball.
Bron, Bron, Kevin Durant.
We, we ball.
A. Davis.
We the camp.
We, we ball.
[Verse 1]
Ball, ****** taking life chances.
Ball.
Supermodel ****** on ****** .
Ball.
Sit down, ****** , you know you can’t stand me.
Ball.
Making money moves for the family.
Ball.
Take my kids a lot of places.
Ball.
Everybody fresh, flying places.
Ball.
Pocket full of blue faces.
Ball.
I’m the one, Neo the Matrix.
We, we ball.
Test me, believe I ace it.
Ball.
Black like a spade, drinking Ace.
Ball.
Smoking big, big in Jamaica.
Ball.
About to take another trip to Asia.
Ball.
Come and get a plate from Big Easy.
Ball.
757 Cleveland Ave, A-Teezy.
Ball.
Pull up: TIP, Gucci, Thug, Glover, Dro, Jeezy.
Ball.
Future, Lil Baby, Soulja, Savage, Dre Threesy and Ball.
[2nd Chorus]
We, we ball.
Everybody know it’s going down.
I am here to light the town.
Don’t nobody make a sound.
We, we ball.
Ball like nobody ever balled.
Couple models.
Couple bottles.
Throwing dollars, blow it all.
We, we ball.
Everybody flicking for the ‘Gram.
Screaming we don’t give a ******
****** we don’t give a damn.
We, we ball.
Bron, Bron, Kevin Durant.
We, we ball.
A. Davis.
We the camp.
We, we ball.
[Verse 2]
Two girls dripping and I’m dripping myself.
Three-seater.
Spaceship.
On this mission myself.
Top floor at the W.
View kill the hesitation.
Smoking sixes.
Extra point, touchdown, celebration.
Smelling like Creed.
Mixed with OG.
Ballys on my feet, cold—make your nose bleed.
VIP ****** , do it big, ****** .
Boss ****** , you don’t have to see ID, ****** .
On my Mayweather ****** , Ross, Jay-Z, ****** .
Feeling like Stevie when he made “Lately”, ****** .
Run the numbers up, like KC, ****** .
Smooth criminal.
They be like, “Drake, please,” ****** .
We, we ball.
Kamara, Cam, Mike T, ****** .
Making plays, camera snapping, gotta say cheese, ****** .
What’s cooking in that pot?
Ain’t no red beans, ****** .
This what made fiends, made scenes, made green, ****** .
[Final Chorus]
[Chorus]
We, we ball.
Everybody know it’s going down.
I am here to light the town.
Don’t nobody make a sound.
We, we ball.
Ball like nobody ever balled.
Couple models.
Couple bottles.
Throwing dollars, blow it all.
We, we ball.
Everybody flicking for the ‘Gram.
Screaming we don’t give a ******
****** we don’t give a damn.
We, we ball.
Bron, Bron, Kevin Durant.
We, we ball.
A. Davis.
We the camp.
We, we ball.
Written by: Rusty Patterson, Tyris Lee
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...