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conversations.value: Write me a song called Back 2 Ballin with the following description: Wale and French Montana link up to make a song on their return to their hustle – ballin. French speaks on the drug dealing he does to make money and Wale makes basketball references but also stays in a similar lyrical vicinity as French. This upbeat and catchy song is produced by CheeseBeats.
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conversations.value: [Chorus: French Montana & Wale]
  You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it
  Bakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it…
  As-salamu alaykum, homie
  Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
  Now a nigga back to ballin'
  Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
  I ain't even playing, homie
  Got it , lost it, got it, spent it
  Got it, now I'm back to ballin'
  Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
  Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
  Got it, now I'm back to ballin'
  Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
  [Verse 1: Wale]
  Nigga, I seen her, booked her, took her to my hotel, no that's not my problem
  Problem, problem, problem
  Cause I get right to the chicken
  Ain't trick with other bitches
  Don't worry if I never call her
  Call her, call her, call her (french)
  [Interlude: French Montana]
  Motherfucker, back to ballin'
  You know my whips is foreign
  Man, you niggas play the bench and you know my niggas startin'
  Motherfucka, back to ballin'
  I'm talking black Ferrari
  Straight cash made a hundred forty stacks this mornin'
  I'm talking ten chains, casino lights
  Red bottoms, mosquito bites
  Bad batch, get your head cracked, Cee-lo dice
  Motherfucka, back to ballin'
  Start to finish, you start, I finish
  Bottle after bottle like fuck my kidneys [Chorus: French Montana & Wale]
  You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it
  Bakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it…
  As-salamu alaykum, homie
  Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
  Now a nigga back to ballin'
  Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
  I ain't even playing, homie
  Got it , lost it, got it, spent it
  Got it, now I'm back to ballin'
  Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
  Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
  Got it, now I'm back to ballin'
  Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
  [Verse 2: French Montana]
  Every time we roll up, doors go up, and them panties fallin’
  Fallin’ fallin’ fallin’ fallin’ fallin’ fallin’ fallin’
  Talk, all my niggas tore up from the floor up
  And all those whips is foreign
  Whips is foreign, whips is foreign, them whips is foreign
  [Interlude: Wale]
  Nigga back to ballin'
  Lil bit like Patrick Johnson
  Never sold much dope, but I know
  Some nights I heard that trap was callin'
  Nigga, back to ballin'
  KD, Rondo, and Lebronin'
  Found life is about chasing dreams
  Don't worry how I got these commas
  Comas, commas, I'm a, rider
  Lot of, ganja, e-z wider
  But I paid five stacks for a garment
  Leave the cherry up and a high set
  Hugo boss be the outfit
  And a pair of some never coming out shit [Chorus: French Montana & Wale]
  You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it
  Bakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it…
  As-salamu alaykum, homie
  Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
  Now a nigga back to ballin'
  Back to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’
  I ain't even playing, homie
  Got it , lost it, got it, spent it
  Got it, now I'm back to ballin'
  Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’
  Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it
  Got it, now I'm back to ballin'
  Ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’