Yung Milly - The Beginning Lyrics

(Grim, don’t do it to em)
I be ballin like I’m Kobe
Bouta get a rolley
Got a bad bitch, and she’s trying to control me
Get a bag, with my homies
Niggas acting phony
Bitches in my phone, but they didn’t even know me
Yeah, you know that I’m the shit
Bouta get rich
Cutting bitches off, and they bouta throw a fit
Imma bouta get lit
Y’all need to get hip
Cause when a nigga on, don’t y’all dare ask me for shit
I be rolling by myself, I don’t need nobody else
Even when a nigga down I ain’t ask for your help
I be getting back up and I do this on my own
These bitches didn’t know me now they all up in my phone
Had some people play me so my heart is made of Stone
I ain’t let it set me back man it only help me grow
Now a nigga bouta make ten racks for a show
Got my family and my money that’s the only thing I know
Yeah you know it’s the beginning
Know that I’m winning
Bouta go trending
All this money I be spending
I be ballin like I’m Kobe
Bouta get a rolley
Got a bad bitch, and she’s trying to control me
Get a bag, with my homies
Niggas acting phony
Bitches in my phone, but they didn’t even know me
Yeah, you know that I’m the shit
Bouta get rich
Cutting bitches off, and they bouta throw a fit
Imma bouta get lit
Y’all need to get hip
Cause when a nigga on, don’t y’all dare ask me for shit
Yeah you know it’s Yung Milly so you gotta play it back
Yeah my life is like a song, cause it’s always on track yeah
Now it’s 2020 had to go and bring the max
I don’t do no cap I just spit straight facts
I be rapping all day, yeah I’m trynna get paid
Yeah my life used to be caved, yeah now this shit changed
I’ll ride for my niggas, while you can’t hang
I’ll slide on a nigga, while you bitch made
I be ballin like I’m Kobe
Bouta get a rolley
Got a bad bitch, and she’s trying to control me
Get a bag, with my homies
Niggas acting phony
Bitches in my phone, but they didn’t even know me
Yeah, you know that I’m the shit
Bouta get rich
Cutting bitches off, and they bouta throw a fit
Imma bouta get lit
Y’all need to get hip
Cause when a nigga on, don’t y’all dare ask me for shit
Rest In Peace Kobe and Gianna Bryant
(Yeah, you know it’s the beginning)
(Know that I’m winning)
(Bouta go trending)
(All this money I be spending)

(Grim, don’t do it to em)
I be ballin like I’m Kobe
Bouta get a rolley
Got a bad bitch, and she’s trying to control me
Get a bag, with my homies
Niggas acting phony
Bitches in my phone, but they didn’t even know me
Yeah, you know that I’m the shit
Bouta get rich
Cutting bitches off, and they bouta throw a fit
Imma bouta get lit
Y’all need to get hip
Cause when a nigga on, don’t y’all dare ask me for shit
I be rolling by myself, I don’t need nobody else
Even when a nigga down I ain’t ask for your help
I be getting back up and I do this on my own
These bitches didn’t know me now they all up in my phone
Had some people play me so my heart is made of Stone
I ain’t let it set me back man it only help me grow
Now a nigga bouta make ten racks for a show
Got my family and my money that’s the only thing I know
Yeah you know it’s the beginning
Know that I’m winning
Bouta go trending
All this money I be spending
I be ballin like I’m Kobe
Bouta get a rolley
Got a bad bitch, and she’s trying to control me
Get a bag, with my homies
Niggas acting phony
Bitches in my phone, but they didn’t even know me
Yeah, you know that I’m the shit
Bouta get rich
Cutting bitches off, and they bouta throw a fit
Imma bouta get lit
Y’all need to get hip
Cause when a nigga on, don’t y’all dare ask me for shit
Yeah you know it’s Yung Milly so you gotta play it back
Yeah my life is like a song, cause it’s always on track yeah
Now it’s 2020 had to go and bring the max
I don’t do no cap I just spit straight facts
I be rapping all day, yeah I’m trynna get paid
Yeah my life used to be caved, yeah now this shit changed
I’ll ride for my niggas, while you can’t hang
I’ll slide on a nigga, while you bitch made
I be ballin like I’m Kobe
Bouta get a rolley
Got a bad bitch, and she’s trying to control me
Get a bag, with my homies
Niggas acting phony
Bitches in my phone, but they didn’t even know me
Yeah, you know that I’m the shit
Bouta get rich
Cutting bitches off, and they bouta throw a fit
Imma bouta get lit
Y’all need to get hip
Cause when a nigga on, don’t y’all dare ask me for shit
Rest In Peace Kobe and Gianna Bryant
(Yeah, you know it’s the beginning)
(Know that I’m winning)
(Bouta go trending)
(All this money I be spending)