Ballin' (Mustard Flip)
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Ballin' (Mustard Flip)
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I put the new Forgi's on the G
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich, these niggas salty
And I’ve been on the grind tryna get the money
Back then I really was broke, and it wasn’t funny
They wanna see me down, but I keep it on me
They wanna see me fall, but I keep it on me
If you look into my eyes, you can see the pain
Kept my head down walking through the rain
These chicks played with me like a fucking game
All now I’ll never be the damn same
'Cause I'm self made
Stacking up my bread to get my mum a range
Don’t need no baby mama, just need this paper
Fam relying on me just to make that change
Lost my big bro now love don’t feel the same
I just mind my business
I been putting in all the time God’s my witness
I’ve trapped behind all these walls for a minute
And now I'm out
I was taking things slowly
You tried to control me
Had something so holy
But that was the old we
Drown myself
In my feelings, I don’t wanna time myself
Taking things slowly, I will find myself
Yeah, I don’t wanna time myself
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I trap until the bottoms underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks, inside my jeans
I've spent so much time watching time fly
Seen a lotta real niggas turn fake over time
If it’s me or you, my brudda, it’s gonna be me every time
I invested in myself you can F your cosign
Don’t try test my grind
Bally on me if it’s on sight
Ballin on niggas I'm just like mike
Don’t wanna see me hype, don’t hype
I got the pipe it’s all in the line
Come from the bottom, but I'm aiming high
Sleeping on me better open your eyes
Muhammed Ali, fight like a bird
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it off the streets
I keep a hundred racks, inside my jeans
Time I do this on my own
You musta thought I’d never know that you
You were waiting on my falldown
Well best believe me man it’s my time now
There ain't no stopping me
Me could could have been us
Or it could have been
It’s time I get it together
It’s only us now forever
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