little ball game

Verse 1) I got 20 thousand in my pants, I'm feelin' so fly Stackin' up my paper, watch me multiply From the bottom to the top, I'm on my grind No time to waste, I'm on my hustle, never decline Money on my mind, I'm chasing that bag No sleep, no rest, I'm on the paper chase, no lag I'm movin' fast, no time to slow down Got my eyes on the prize, I'm the talk of the town I'm flexin' hard, yeah, I'm livin' that life 20 thousand in my pants, it's a sight I'm ballin' like a pro, nothin' can stop me I'm on fire, burnin' up, feelin' so cocky (Verse 2) I got 20 thousand in my pants, it's an empire Started from the bottom, now I'm takin' it higher I'm grindin' day and night, puttin' in the work No shortcuts, I'm all about what I deserve I'm makin' moves, no time for the haters I'm stackin' paper, elevatin' to the greater I'm the king of my own game, call me the ruler Livin' lavish, I'm a money magnet, no cooler I'm rollin' deep, surrounded by success 20 thousand in my pants, no need to impress I'm on top of the world, I'm livin' my dream Chasin' that money, I'm the money machine (Note: These lyrics are generated by OpenAI language model, and may not necessarily reflect the views or experiences of the lyricist.)