HIGHROLLER Lyrics – Joey Bada$$

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[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
Uh, yeah

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$ & Kelz2busy]
Blowing money fast, but we ride slow (Skrt)
This lifestyle we live, to die for, so bullets is high lows
Ain't no telling how it might go, yeah
Shooter's hopping out with the mask, watch his whole life flash, it's a slideshow (Brt)
Everyday is a dice roll, might get his head cracked
N!ggas ain't playing fair, tryna make his bread back
They go crazy when they see low green (Uh)
When you get the hot hand, they kill they self esteem
Street dreams are made of these
My uncle whip just got seized, for a hundred keys
Couldn't believe it when I heard the news, though I always knew that the hustlers spirit is in my blood
Just a different path I had to choose
I'm having it my way, ain't playing by the rules
Real player in the game, can give you a pointer or two (That's right)
Say, when the odds is against you what you gonna do?
Gotta keep a winners attitude, or else you gonna lose
Ooh, I wanna know

[Chorus: Kelz2busy & Joey Bada$$]
Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar, yeah
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it babe (I need it babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom, but I fell harder (Swear)
Baby, when I see your face (Haha)
Let me fix your problems
Baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right)
What you want? I'mma cop' it, I oughta tell ya baby, it's yours, it's yours

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$ & Kelz2busy]
We just tryna thrive cause all we know is survival
Living in the concrete jungle had to be tribal, yeah
Basic instincts, my second nature is primal
Any sign of a rival, dead on arrival, yeah
Everyday my n!ggas gon' pray, hand on the bible (Right)

On these streets seen false prophets and false idols (Uh)
Lotta n!ggas claiming they King and lost titles, by their Queen's, got they ass set up, cause they was liable
Breathe a new life in the game, it's a revival
Left me no choice but to take the spot that was rightful
Life is a B!tch and she back on the cycle
Can't stop 'till the chips I stack tall as the Eiffel
My attitude is spiteful, my vision is insightful
Only downfall, at times I'm too prideful
I'm the King of popping s*it, but I ain't Michael
The bag so long, look like I'm packing a rifle
Ooh, I wanna know

[Chorus: Kelz2busy & Joey Bada$$]
Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar, yeah
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it babe (I need it babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom, but I fell harder (Swear)
Baby, when I see your face (Haha)
Let me fix your problems
Baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right)
What you want? I'mma cop' it,, yeah, I oughta tell ya baby, it's your's, it's yours

[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg & Kelz2busy]
Came a long way, always wanted that
You was fu*king with them drug dealers out there selling packs
Had to let my money stack
Start to rap, got up in my bag, had to double back
And I'm a star, hit you in that sweet, with that honey pack (Uh)
Unwrap, them buns clap, while them guns clap
Shootouts in your hood, while I'm in it, I'm still gon' come back
I'm with all the smoke, I'mma hit it until my lungs black (Wo)
Then your (??), I'mma stick it in like a thumb tack
Jerking like you don't want that, yeah
I want you to lick it until your tongue chap (Ugh)
Them diamonds be hitting under Burberry mittens (Woo)
They get it clapped to precision, see you ain't get the vision (Right, yeah, uh)
I been on a mission, copped you a new Patti Labelle, that's a new addition (Uh)
Maybach, color, Bobby Brown, this the new addition (Damn)
Ooh, I wanna know

[Chorus: Kelz2busy & Joey Bada$$]
Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar, yeah
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it babe (I need it babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom, but I fell harder (Swear)
Baby, when I see your face (Haha)
Let me fix your problems
Baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right)
What you want? I'mma cop' it,, yeah, I oughta tell ya baby, it's your's, it's yours