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ONLINE
Hip-Hop/Rap
ONLINE was released on January 23, 2026 by MOCA as a part of the album WHO TELLS TIME?
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Release DateJanuary 23, 2026
LabelMOCA
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justin Mocadam
Justin Mocadam
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Mocadam
Justin Mocadam
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christian Ponder
Christian Ponder
Mastering Engineer
ZCBeats
ZCBeats
Producer

Lyrics

Wow
I could see that your online
I'm waiting for you with my arms wide
You can never hit me at the wrong time
Let me introduce you to my strong side
I've been going through it for a long time
Let me see you shake it for the one time
I'm having a hard time
I done given y'all enough rhymes
She ain't giving me enough time
Baby girl my lungs tired
I mismanage my time
All the time I'm never on time
But at the same time I'm always on time
We not happy with your presence I think you on the wrong side
I would never wrong mine
Never
Uh
And if you got a problem never hesitate with Nina
I got smoke like shisha
Two twin poles how you end up in a reefer
I got ties how you end up in a freezer
I'm drinking Henny by the liter
Never ducking calls about the pita
I got some shit that I can teach you
She left me at my lowest and I don't know how to treat her
If you get a hold of her then keep her
Love the way she bend her back like
A hundred reasons for me never to go back like
She wanna see me rap right
Looking for you all over the globe
All over the map right
If she leave she coming back right?
I try forgetting bout our past fights
I'm going blind need a flashlight
Manipulate me trying to gaslight
You getting money Moca that's right
Getting money Moca damn right
Damn right
Yeah you know that that's light
Think I'm so attached cause I seen you in my past life
That's life
All I know is stack it I don't care to get the math right
Sick of what we living in Think I need to catch flight
Trying to get you out my damn sight
I keep forgetting about my damn self
I really thought I knew you mad well
I can't blame the youngins Running off with six
And if anything I respect it It's just me you did it with
You must be tweaked out wildin at my crib
They stupid lucky They ain't even check the wrist
See that's the problem What the fuck you think my worth is?
Is it worth the risk?
If I make that call and get back
That's not all I'm trying to get
That's like trying to get a quarterback
I can't put the time in I'm making more than that
I swear that shit is more than rap
My brother with me running down like quarterback
I know where they go Every party where they posted at
I'm staying silent through the rain No I'm not posting that
If my demons come outside Never see them holding back
I wasn't supposed to rap
How I end up making up the coldest tracks?
Parked up on your culdesac
How I end up so attached?
Don't reward my bad behavior
And if you ever need me like I need you
Uh
Then I'll be there to save you
You can try to control her but never change her
Moca
A heartbreaker
Call me a player
Moving like Prezi
I'm running for mayor
Written by: Justin Mocadam
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