[Intro: Kanye West, Melba Moore & Consequence]
This is a story, um, about uh ballers and players, the same shit but uh
It's kinda like, it's saying um, like if you a true player you can't count every penny
You know what I'm saying
Sometimes you gotta take it as a loss player (But in a while)
That's right Consequence and uh I go by the name of uh Kanye to the
You might of heard of me, but uh, listen for a minute we finna' break it down right here (You're gonna be mine, I know it)
[Verse 1: Consequence & Kanye West]
I know that broad gon' wanna pop me bad when I drive the Jag
And try to turn my sons against me like the hockey dad
Cause this cat gotta [?] so every time she at the light she reminded who the mac
And um she not the type that be getting attached
She getting the lac
And figure that she getting the stacks
Figuring out we run teen like hosiery
Now ride up and down like roller coasters be
And Imma take her up the coast with me
With an ocean villa, provoke a freak to get low in a suite
She hit me with a proposal that was so indecent
And her purse reaching for bills that was recent
Now you really reaching
[Chorus: Kanye West, Melba Moore & Consequence]
Hustlers, ballers
Gangsters, all us
Don't get called up
For what you balled up
You gotta take it as a loss player
But in a while
You're gonna be mine, I know it
[Verse 2: Consequence & Kanye West]
Now if the same reason why Juanita left Jordan
When I need my neck [?] I done seen them escort 'em
And caught 'em, till she brought 'em and brought us
So I can spawn 'em then ignore 'em, and don't call her back the next autumn
And that's the same reason why I don't even lie
If I'm leaving, I'll just tell 'em the truth, then bail in the coupe
Or get on some hella smooth Mary Lou Retton move
Uh, so they flip for whatever I tell 'em to do
She asked did I mail her her dues, but I fail to produce
'Cause I hail from The Deuce, so we don't pay for the coots
And if the club live like The Roots, I'm feeling on her caboose
But I ain't really drunk, I just had a frew brews
[Chorus: Kanye West, Melba Moore & Consequence]
Hustlers, ballers
Gangsters, all us (We just had [?])
Don't get called up
For what you balled up
You gotta take it as a loss player
But in a while
You're gonna be mine, I know it
[Verse 3: Consequence & Kanye West]
So leave it to Cons' and Kanye to convey the don way
'Cause any girl with long legs getting pulled on stage
Man, don't concentrate on what Kon could make
Haters got they own little church where they congregate
Where they be confagulating the competation
'Cause I'm an all-star when the converse is blazing
So all I need is confirmation that when Con's go mason
That the kid is gon' blow like the Congo nation
I need less conversation, more compensation
'Cause I ain't got that kind of patience
Plus hoes tryna Kon-vict me, saying that Kon did me
I'm in a different country nigga, come and get me!
[Chorus: Kanye West, Melba Moore & Consequence]
Hustlers, ballers
Gangsters, all us
Don't get called up
For what you balled up
You gotta take it as a loss player
But in a while
You're gonna be mine, I know it
