*** Baby by Lil Bibby
I saw my mama smokin’ *** right in my face and left me traumatized,
She was never sober, I can tell when I look in her eyes ,
*** been through hard times,
Shootouts that I wish I died,
I know about them stomach aches
That pain that hurt to be alive
I was lost up in them streets,
I had to sell them drugs to eat,
Them hoes ain’t wanna *** with me,
I had to put j’s on my feet,
They kno’ I had that curly hair,
I know I’m lookin’ like I’m sweet,
I want that boy to disrespect,
I never got my ass beat
I had too much pain in me,
My life make me angry,
If you come from the bottom,
Ain’t no difference you the same as me,
Niggas said they *** with me,
I had to take some time to think
You sold my moma *** and took her link
I ain’t have *** to drink
We ate that chili out the can,
I had to turn into a man,
I was sellin’ Reggie ***
Started out will seven grams
Never had no helpin’ hand,
One sister and two brother’s,
I got love for white Shawn,
He one crazy ***,
I mad millions out the trenches
I’m one wavy ***
I know that’s a lot of guap for a *** baby ***
Felt like life was just abusing him
We don’t post our guns on IG,
Cause we be usin’ ’em
They like I went to school with him
I ain’t have no father figure,
Had to go way harder than him
Had to play way smarter than him,
Them *** up nights what sparked him
I’m just glad to be alive
Look my nephew in his eyes
Saw the innocent
I told him that I love him like he mine
That’s the type of *** that make you get out here and grind
And for that boy I’m killin’ ***
I swear I do that time
Put my life all on the line
I was standin’ on that nine
I was three foot to my brother
*** it up went two for five
I saw project on that bed
My lil cous lost his leg
I was Chillin’ when I got that call,
My cous was out that bed
After all them tears I shed
Got a gangster out here prayin’
Some old niggas bout to die behind this *** and I ain’t playin’
*** the police and the feds
You heard what the *** I said
Then lil niggas out here Hidin’
*** it I’m gon’ play they plan
We gon’ fill that boy with led
*** that *** I want his head
They got my cousin too much meds
I got some killas I keep em fed
All this cheese bring the rats
That’s the reason for the gat
and that beam is attached
It’s in me like a tat
I love green, I need racks
Get my team up out the trap
If he seen all the *** I seen
He’ll probably snap
Say I keep that, 40 on me
Like a I.D, that’s *** key
Bullet in the head right beside me
Come try me
Back and forth, the dissin’
I won’t do it cus that’s not me
The last *** dissed the gang
This brains was all sloppy
I say damn he comin’ home
I call the cash with glow
I don’t buy the jewelry no more
Man that *** is slow
I just bought two home
In the burbs and the (?)
I came a long way, I use to post up by that store
Also See : Lil Bibby – Lonzo
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