Lyrics: Salma Calhoun
Music: Salma Calhoun
Baby
[Verse]
I know there's things I don't say, I don't talk about
I don't want that evil eye, I don't work with him
Way that the table is turnin', I'm peddlin'
In LA time, baby, I am not settlin'
Every day war
I'm a veteran, you seen the score?
Look, I'm meddlin'
I do not care 'bout you niggas, y'all federal
Niggas in my corner, they been ahead of you
Only fight two, but they put me on pedestal
What's the revenue?
Are you ready, boo?
I could feel it in my skeletal
Sendin' these niggas to medical
Only do it if it's ethical
How 'bout you hit on this chemical? (Yeah)
I got some gas for you (Uh)
Hold out that pack for you
How 'bout a bag or two? (Uh)
Niggas been proud of you (Yeah)
Look what the product do
Look what the project grew
And I'm remarkable
I'm like a pot a gold
Wavy like on a boat
You tryna follow the flow, but I'm rappin' around you
I'm goin' up like a hundred and thousand
I got these niggas all stiff and aroused
Bitches be rappin' my shit in the crowd
My mommy love to tell me that she proud
With this rap money, I'll build her a house (Wait)
And I'm out (And I'm out)
Stay calm, cool, collected
Lower sense of moderations get you feeling reckless
Restless, maybe time to twist another thorn or
Cop a six pack from an ahki on the corner
Get your wig snatched if you talkin' out of order
Niggas relapsed just from smoking marijuana
There's a real breaking to the making of a system
Start with the shit they got us drinking in the water
Really like the food, but it made me feel out of order
I cannot decide if I need butter or some oil
Every time I finish eatin', end up in the foil
Shit run deep, think it's messin' with my coils
Soiled it, it's strange, piss change used to make me feel aight
I'd never thought I'd make a dollar holdin' up a mic
Crazy what you accept when you let your spirit die
Clockin' in to nine-to-five, I'll make a nigga lose their mind
Just over, bro
Would the **** I even spend the time rearranging?
Growing out, find the ones get you feeling strange, eh
I don't got time to run 'cause I'm off the pavement
Got me a window seat, shit feel amazin'
Keep the heat up under me, constantly blazin'
Aromatics, hash and weed, eyes always glazy
You don't gotta follow me, but you gotta praise me
Know I got it, what you need?
Happiness, I'm tryna keep th-these breakfast, di-did you eat?
'Cause this for countin' sleep, here's the calvary go get it
Praying that they defeat, uh