| Ballin Like I’m Kobe the mixtape
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| 150 dreamteam, man
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| You already know what it is, man
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| I grinded my way to the top, nigga you already know
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| No hand outs, nigga
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| Let’s get it
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| From the bottom of the bottoms
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| It was nothing under me
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| Now I’m that nigga, everywhere I go and I’m who all the bitches wanna see
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| Who could ever picture me? |
| When I was broke who ever mentioned me?
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| 2010 you wasn’t friends with me, now I’m hot you can’t get bands with me
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| Look how all these bitches stare at me
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| Come here baby, tell me what you see
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| Look at all these diamonds on my neck and wrist yeah baby this is like 20 grand
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| a piece
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| I’m a dog with these hoes got em sucking dick, squatting on their hands and
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| knees
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| Trying to take the whole 150 overseas we gon' probably need a fleet
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| But when I think about it probably all my niggas felons
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| We gon probably need to sneak
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| People out of town paying me to speak and their charging you to see
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| Ain’t no more 500, no free shit, bitch my jeans cost a G
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| Plus my ear rings bout a 9 piece and my watch cost a half-a-key
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| I’ve been balling since I dropped Fazoland had Cannon referee
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| And these G Fazos go with everything, buy at least 3 pair a week
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| And you know for Kob we shoot 24s with 23s on our feet
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| No Giuseppe kicks or them Louis Vs cop a nice pair of nikes a week
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| From the bottom of the bottoms
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| There was nothing under me
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| Now the judge hang us with 100 years, used to hang us by a tree
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| I was born in the trap tryna stay up out the penitentiary
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| Cuz living ain’t cheap tell me how this the land of the free
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| (Cuz living ain’t cheap how the fuck is this the land of the free)
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| 100 niggas on the corner
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| And they killing shit for me, better not play with me
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| Never Leave My Brothers til the death of me
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| 79 and Essex when I rest in peace re-up by the week
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| Baking soda, yola—that's the recipe
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| Double rock the D
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| Come and shop with me, one on top of 3
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| Profit all I see
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| Nigga look at me, never on shit
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| Now I got them keys and I got them ps
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| Super OGs, never mix shit, I love smoking weed
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| And I’m off the lean
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| 16 that’s when I became a fiend
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| Spilt a 6 on my Balmain Jeans
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| 1400 now they 17, That’s on everything
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| 100 bitches in the club want a wedding ring
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| I’m so M.O.B. |
| that’s over everything
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| If it ain’t money calling Imma let it ring
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| Keep a bank roll, my shit can’t fold
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| Out here in the rain in a Range Rov
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| In the same clothes, running late for shows
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| I can’t change clothes til the bank close
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| G Herbo that youngin' now
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| 'Member youngin' I was running wild
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| With them killers, we 100 deep
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| Up on Essex with 100 rounds
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| And we warring all the time
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| Lost my niggas, see an opp and we gon gun him down
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| Show no mercy in the streets they gon remember me
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| 150 at the top and bitch it started-
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| From the bottom of the bottoms
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| There was nothing under me
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| Now the judge hang us with 100 years, used to hang us by a tree
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| I was born in the trap tryna stay up out the penitentiary
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| Cuz living ain’t cheap tell me how this the land of the free
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| (Cuz living ain’t cheap how the fuck is this the land of the free) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bottom of the Bottoms , by - G Herbo. Song from the album Ballin Like I'm Kobe, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп