Yeah
Oh
Come on
I've felt all this pain before
If you take a shot then we gon' win the war
I'm throwing cash,
watch it drop down to the floor
I want revenge, not to even up the score
You stab my back and then change me to the court
I had it all and I still want it more Get a massage,
cause some losses make you
sore I'm in a coup and the doors got divorced
These niggas dead to me,
yeah they a walking corpse
Ballin' so hard,
I deserve that Ballon d'Or And y'all not ballin' like this,
so get off
the court My money tall and you try to sell me short
Can't even talk to you cause you so immature
Locked in and the opportunities at the door
Money can't buy happiness,
yes of course But I was down and depressed when I was poor
I got the keys to success like I'm sore
And water all up on my neck like I'm core
I'm never lonely cause I'd rather
be alone And I don't talk to nobody,
why need a phone?
Where I'm going,
it don't matter where I'm from Reaching
heights that I knew I'd get to from a drone
I've felt all this pain before If you
take a shot then we gon' win the war
I'm throwing cash,
watch it drop down to the floor I won't revenge,
not to even up the score You stab my back and then change
me to the court I had it all and I still want it more
I'm in a coup and the doors got divorced Ballin' so hard,
I deserve that Ballon d'Or