LBJ X ThrowAway
Yeah
I feel like lebron James
I'm in my own Lane
Yeah my ballas they hold weight
I mix the balenciaga with the balmains
I'm kinda into my own thing
Look at my bitch
(Uh!)
Yeah you see me ballin
Look at my side kick I feel like Dennis rodman
Like (Hmmm) That's a throwaway
Throw that bullshit in the trash
No that's a throwaway
Like (Hmmm) That's a stole away
Every single day I gotta pray, Tryna take my soul away
(Yeah yeah!)
I got this balla movement drip on me
I'm killing these niggas bitches softly
That's why these bitch niggas salty
I've been balling since like '08
My diamonds shining that's a whole face
I've been up in my own lane
I'm drunk driving on the wrong lane
Why they thinking I got all the fame
(Ayo bro guess what!?) "i'm play & you kid"
Why they got so much hatred
I fucked a bitch named 'nameless'
Not that she nameless, I just didn't know what her name was
But I know from all that screaming yeah
We was waking up the neighbors
(Yeah) (Yeah)
Now i'm tryna get this paper (Yeah)
Balling hard like a laker (Yeah)
She only love me cause the fame is here
I just wanna say I made it (Yeah)
I don't do relationships
Cause I know I won't make a year
Shoutout my nigga "ant" that's brother
But it will never be the same again
Four-most plus dripset
This ain't really watchu invest
I already bodied 'gee balla'
So who the fuck I gotta end next
A couple julez with me with a dipset
Yeah ya'll niggas is in debt
I'm somewhere you isn't, i'm dripping you tripping
Your bitch said she with me
I ball like i'm pippen
(Oouu)
She know Ima hood nigga there's no changing up
When i'm around her she makes me dangerous
(Yeah yeah)
She makes me dangerous
Balla brothers (The Movement!)
(Oouu yeah yeah)
I feel like lebron James
I'm in my own Lane
Yeah my ballas they hold weight
I mix the balenciaga with the balmains
I'm kinda into my own thing
Look at my bitch
(Uh)
Yeah you see me ballin
Look at my side kick I feel like Dennis rodman
Like (Hmmm) That's a throwaway
Throw that bullshit in the trash
No that's a throwaway
Like (Hmmm) That's a stole away
Every single day I gotta pray, Tryna take my soul away
(Yeah yeah)
I feel like lebron James
I'm in my own Lane
Yeah my ballas they hold weight
I mix the balenciaga with the balmains
I'm kinda into my own thing
Look at my bitch
(Uh!)
Yeah you see me ballin
Look at my side kick I feel like Dennis rodman
Like (Hmmm) That's a throwaway
Throw that bullshit in the trash
No that's a throwaway
Like (Hmmm) That's a stole away
Every single day I gotta pray, Tryna take my soul away
(Yeah yeah!)
I got this balla movement drip on me
I'm killing these niggas bitches softly
That's why these bitch niggas salty
I've been balling since like '08
My diamonds shining that's a whole face
I've been up in my own lane
I'm drunk driving on the wrong lane
Why they thinking I got all the fame
(Ayo bro guess what!?) "i'm play & you kid"
Why they got so much hatred
I fucked a bitch named 'nameless'
Not that she nameless, I just didn't know what her name was
But I know from all that screaming yeah
We was waking up the neighbors
(Yeah) (Yeah)
Now i'm tryna get this paper (Yeah)
Balling hard like a laker (Yeah)
She only love me cause the fame is here
I just wanna say I made it (Yeah)
I don't do relationships
Cause I know I won't make a year
Shoutout my nigga "ant" that's brother
But it will never be the same again
Four-most plus dripset
This ain't really watchu invest
I already bodied 'gee balla'
So who the fuck I gotta end next
A couple julez with me with a dipset
Yeah ya'll niggas is in debt
I'm somewhere you isn't, i'm dripping you tripping
Your bitch said she with me
I ball like i'm pippen
(Oouu)
She know Ima hood nigga there's no changing up
When i'm around her she makes me dangerous
(Yeah yeah)
She makes me dangerous
Balla brothers (The Movement!)
(Oouu yeah yeah)
I feel like lebron James
I'm in my own Lane
Yeah my ballas they hold weight
I mix the balenciaga with the balmains
I'm kinda into my own thing
Look at my bitch
(Uh)
Yeah you see me ballin
Look at my side kick I feel like Dennis rodman
Like (Hmmm) That's a throwaway
Throw that bullshit in the trash
No that's a throwaway
Like (Hmmm) That's a stole away
Every single day I gotta pray, Tryna take my soul away
(Yeah yeah)
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Writer(s): Tyrese Gentry
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