Pushed in the game at a young age
 Feel me touch me as I turn the page
 A little past ten  roughly about
 eleven years old dropped in the good location
 My scratch is smellin sour and it's stinkin
 got a nigga seriously thinkin
 "How can I kill this odor
 and purchase me a Lincoln?"
 Minimum wage flippin patties   nope
 I'd rather fuck around with Coca Cola  yola
 Ice cream  candy, granola, huh
 Slave for men - that's what they told me
 and I'll break you off somethin suitable
 Brought you a key of crack quicker than ?
 ? recoupable
 ? future black and beautiful
 My partners used to be plucked and ugly
 Hangin around them old squeegee boys
 Man them the motherfuckers that have love for me
 They straight cut for me
 Deal me, touch me, L-O-V-E
 E-to-the-F-to-the-R-T-Y
 I spits the shit from the T-O-P
 It's me, the E, droppin it nuclear all the time
 Motherfucker comin from the motherfuckin.. mud
 Fuck you niggaz, you think I sell my soul
 But I'm way too cold, motherfucker!
 Chorus: LeVitti
 Sittin in my livin room
 Thinkin of, a master plan
 Gotta find a way out
 Then I snatch the scratch, and laugh
 So I painted me a picture
 of a life, to make a dream
 Can you feel me now
 Ballin outta control, ballin outta control
 Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a ninety-fo'
 Now I'm havin long money, like Ross Perot, so take
 notes from a big ol' ? pimp, pretty much established
 Livin out of hand lavish
 Throwin parties ?
 with big time folks makin big time cabbage
 Become a savage, get swoll by ones
 Twenty a drum's established
 Six figure digits, just like I tell you like
 I got the whole city sewed up in stitches
 Your product'll win if you gots top grade
 Keep, your law-yers and your field bouncemen paid
 The word on the street's is that I done came up too fast
 Motherfuckers want a piece of my soul
 Playa haters wanna cut my grass
 You don't wanna bring your bitch
 to what type of ? out of control sittin on tickets
 Million dollar spots, technology chops
 and a motherfucker proud fool-assed ridiculous
 Straight fuckin em up like that, throw me my strap man
 ? feel me
 Reverend would you put some blessin oil on my head
 and hear me
 I never sell my soul cause I'm way too cold
 Motherfucker! Ballin outta control
 Interlud: LeVitti
 This ol' game, kids they run
 Never get a second chance
 Fortay ? to this world
 Now there's always time, to getcha
 I guess by now you get the picture
 of what I'm tryin to say
 I'm ballin outta control
 "Niggaz trippin off me cause I was a young motherfucker ballin"
 "Every other fuckin day I'm tellin my sahies how to quit"
 "Niggaz trippin off me cause I was a young motherfucker ballin"
 "We can get it on, we can get it on"
 "Niggaz trippin off me cause I was a young motherfucker ballin"
 "Forty-Water, straight lettin em know"
 "Even though my pocket's fat and my belly's bigger..
 gots to come Sic-Sic-Sic-Wid-It"
 Throw, the hoe
 Y'know in a big ass gumbo pot
 Full stir
 Let it settle to make it lock
 Horse races, trips to Vegas, frequent flier
 "Whassup you timah, when your ass gonna retire?"
 I ain't knowin
 Keep tellin myself that I'ma call it quits
 But I got myself
 Too much motherfuckin cabbage out there runnin in the streets
 Lookin up out the way for the one-time
 Po-Po Penelope seriously concentratin
 Noided as I watch the back for all of my chemistry
 cause fools be playa hatin
 Lucrative spots and blows, investments bonds and stocks
 Esquired land and crops, techno chops and glocks
 Cause niggaz be tryin to make movies
 when they get all in front of these bootch ass hoochies
 I be like poppin the cap like a hungry mother
 I ain't even gon' lie I'm to'
 Twoasted, looped, to' back, souped
 Plastered, puked, on the get back fully recouped
 Fuck these niggaz they think I'll sell my soul
 But I'm way too cold, motherfucker!
 Chorus
 [LeVi] Yeah yeah, I'm ballin outta control
 [E-40] Out of motherfuckin control
 [LeV] I'm ballin outta control
 [E-40] Cause I'm way too cold
 [Lev] Yayayy, I'm ballin outta control
 [E-40] MotherFUCKER! Ah yeah
 Feel me main
 [LeV] I feel you main
 [E-40] Can you feel me main
 [LeV] Yeah, I feel you main
 [E-40] Vitti can you feel me?
 [LeV] I feel yah!
 [E-40] Motherfucker can you feel me?
 [LeV] Yeahahayahahah!
 [E-40] Feel me main
 [LeV] I feel you main
 [E-40] Feel me boy?
 [LeV] I'm ballin outta control, yeahahahhh
 [E-40] Every fuckin time
 All day, motherfucker