Lyrics Spalding - Junechi Yong

Dad of the year son only cried when he was teething
Prayed for diamonds and designer clothes yes I'm a heathen
Still balling everyday covid 19 can't stop my season
Fuck whoever just hating with out reason
Call the doc bottom of my feet they bleeding
Too much jealousy in your circle call that treason Yeah
I'm Going up I'm not fallin
Grip on my hip muscle memory like Spalding

I was 19 just tryna ball
Wanted all them outfits I seen inside the mall
I wanted all the bitches I wanted all the draws
I was serving broccoli lil bro was moving them adderalls
Niggas knew how to make it flip just like gymnastics
The money come right back that shit attractive
I like my bitches cute a tad bit a ratchet
She like to put that bun on top don't like no bad bitch
Always posting dumbass pictures but never had shit
Russel when distributing work just check the average
I ain't into cappin
I feel like I'm on top whenever I'm rapping
I'm the best at what I'm doing I'm just missing the backing
These niggas broke so they jacking
That's why These pistols I'm packing
Never slipping and lacking
FN recoil is fantastic
Cause I remember nights I didn't eat nigga
Stomach on dubs I could not sleep my nigga
Remember having problems I only tried to solve
Fighting that depression some nights I cried it off
Disconnected from everyone I cut my WiFi off
Told momma I'm ok now it's my time to ball

Dad of the year son only cried when he was teething
Prayed for diamonds and designer clothes yes I'm a heathen
Still balling everyday covid 19 can't stop my season
Fuck whoever just hating with out reason
Call the doc bottom of my feet they bleeding
Too much jealousy in your circle call that treason Yeah
I'm Going up I'm not fallin
Grip on my hip muscle memory like Spalding
Dad of the year son only cried when he was teething
Prayed for diamonds and designer clothes yes I'm a heathen
Still balling everyday covid 19 can't stop my season
Fuck whoever just hating with out reason
Call the doc bottom of my feet they bleeding
Too much jealousy in your circle call that treason Yeah
I'm Going up I'm not fallin
Grip on my hip muscle memory like Spalding