Im ballin like 02
Im ballin like 08
Im ballin like 2k
These balmains thats on me thats 2k
I want a rollie with blue faces
Cause im countin up all of these blue faces
Man I worked for this shit
No you cannot Take it
All night we was in the basement
Now my momma saying imma make it
Cause She hearing all the heat that i was making
Seen me grindin no she cannot hate it
Yea she told me imma have some haters
Once my pockets started touchin paper
Everybody started moving faker
Now im really ballin like a f*ckin laker
Hatin niggas imma see em later
Hating niggas yea you stuck in last
Yea these niggas see me breezin me past
Yea i left these niggas in the past
None these niggas really gettting cash
None these bitches ever call me back
Now these bitches wanna sit and chat
I have no time for these iffy thots
I have no time for those funny cats
I wanna move above the f*ckin charts
Cause this rappin shit is in my heart
I could see the trophies from afar
Now im really out here going hard
Had it in me from the f*cking start
Always had to play my f*ckin part
Yea they know i always been star
Nine To Five i was pushing carts
Now im only adding to the cart
Now im only adding to my craft
Back in school i was skippin class
But you niggas know i did the math
Stupid nigga you aint do the math
I was always on a different path
But you niggas only know the half
Now these trynna ask for half
Imma let these niggas feel my wrath
Basso on the beat now my niggas going crazy
I was always grinding
I was never f*cking lazy
Now im making fire
Now i make these bitches pay me
Now im making fire
Now i make these niggas hate me
Your bitch said i was fire
You dont agree then you a hater
Im am the goat the goat
I gotta stay afloat
I gotta shake the coast
I get the bag the most
I get the cash the dough
Hop inna phantom ghost
Yea im going ghost
Yea im going ghost
Yea bitch
Yea nigga
Lso
Whole gang
Yea what
Open up that f*ckin moshpit
Turn the f*ck up in this bitch
Break down the f*ckin roof
Yea yea
Yea yea
Oooh look
Whole gang
Whole squad
Yea what
Oh god
Oh my god
Oh god
Yea what
JussTheLoyal - Mosh Music Lyrics
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Im ballin like 02
Im ballin like 08
Im ballin like 2k
These balmains thats on me thats 2k
I want a rollie with blue faces
Cause im countin up all of these blue faces
Man I worked for this shit
No you cannot Take it
All night we was in the basement
Now my momma saying imma make it
Cause She hearing all the heat that i was making
Seen me grindin no she cannot hate it
Yea she told me imma have some haters
Once my pockets started touchin paper
Everybody started moving faker
Now im really ballin like a f*ckin laker
Hatin niggas imma see em later
Hating niggas yea you stuck in last
Yea these niggas see me breezin me past
Yea i left these niggas in the past
None these niggas really gettting cash
None these bitches ever call me back
Now these bitches wanna sit and chat
I have no time for these iffy thots
I have no time for those funny cats
I wanna move above the f*ckin charts
Cause this rappin shit is in my heart
I could see the trophies from afar
Now im really out here going hard
Had it in me from the f*cking start
Always had to play my f*ckin part
Yea they know i always been star
Nine To Five i was pushing carts
Now im only adding to the cart
Now im only adding to my craft
Back in school i was skippin class
But you niggas know i did the math
Stupid nigga you aint do the math
I was always on a different path
But you niggas only know the half
Now these trynna ask for half
Imma let these niggas feel my wrath
Basso on the beat now my niggas going crazy
I was always grinding
I was never f*cking lazy
Now im making fire
Now i make these bitches pay me
Now im making fire
Now i make these niggas hate me
Your bitch said i was fire
You dont agree then you a hater
Im am the goat the goat
I gotta stay afloat
I gotta shake the coast
I get the bag the most
I get the cash the dough
Hop inna phantom ghost
Yea im going ghost
Yea im going ghost
Yea bitch
Yea nigga
Lso
Whole gang
Yea what
Open up that f*ckin moshpit
Turn the f*ck up in this bitch
Break down the f*ckin roof
Yea yea
Yea yea
Oooh look
Whole gang
Whole squad
Yea what
Oh god
Oh my god
Oh god
Yea what
Im ballin like 08
Im ballin like 2k
These balmains thats on me thats 2k
I want a rollie with blue faces
Cause im countin up all of these blue faces
Man I worked for this shit
No you cannot Take it
All night we was in the basement
Now my momma saying imma make it
Cause She hearing all the heat that i was making
Seen me grindin no she cannot hate it
Yea she told me imma have some haters
Once my pockets started touchin paper
Everybody started moving faker
Now im really ballin like a f*ckin laker
Hatin niggas imma see em later
Hating niggas yea you stuck in last
Yea these niggas see me breezin me past
Yea i left these niggas in the past
None these niggas really gettting cash
None these bitches ever call me back
Now these bitches wanna sit and chat
I have no time for these iffy thots
I have no time for those funny cats
I wanna move above the f*ckin charts
Cause this rappin shit is in my heart
I could see the trophies from afar
Now im really out here going hard
Had it in me from the f*cking start
Always had to play my f*ckin part
Yea they know i always been star
Nine To Five i was pushing carts
Now im only adding to the cart
Now im only adding to my craft
Back in school i was skippin class
But you niggas know i did the math
Stupid nigga you aint do the math
I was always on a different path
But you niggas only know the half
Now these trynna ask for half
Imma let these niggas feel my wrath
Basso on the beat now my niggas going crazy
I was always grinding
I was never f*cking lazy
Now im making fire
Now i make these bitches pay me
Now im making fire
Now i make these niggas hate me
Your bitch said i was fire
You dont agree then you a hater
Im am the goat the goat
I gotta stay afloat
I gotta shake the coast
I get the bag the most
I get the cash the dough
Hop inna phantom ghost
Yea im going ghost
Yea im going ghost
Yea bitch
Yea nigga
Lso
Whole gang
Yea what
Open up that f*ckin moshpit
Turn the f*ck up in this bitch
Break down the f*ckin roof
Yea yea
Yea yea
Oooh look
Whole gang
Whole squad
Yea what
Oh god
Oh my god
Oh god
Yea what
Writer: Justin Redd
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