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Babyface Ray
Babyface Ray
Vocals
SpaceTheWizard
SpaceTheWizard
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Evan Jarrod Milton
Evan Jarrod Milton
Songwriter
Marcellus Register
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
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SpaceTheWizard
SpaceTheWizard
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Lyrics

(I just need my space right now) All this fuckin' paper got a nigga on go (Go) I been on move, ain't been spendin' no time (Yeah) Was supposed to get my daughter, I just broke her lil' heart (Damn) I just did another walkthrough for a dime (Ten) Niggas movin' goofy, you gon' get your ass trucked (Bah) Pull up in the hood, get some weed for the drive (Yeah) Wish I could tell you niggas different (I wish) The money is callin', I can feel my hands itchin' I can't tell you niggas 'bout crack, no, sir (Uh-uh) When I jumped in it, I was sellin' whole chickens Percocets, Addys, and I'm still on syrup (Still on syrup) Boy hot as hell, stuffin' money in his denim (Hah) Spent six months in the rental Ooh, what a feeling (Ooh) I was fucked up, now I'm trippin' (Yeah) Got her waist snatched like some white Carti lenses (White) Pourin' drop up in a meeting, handlin' business (Nigga) If I pull the goons up where you at, they gon' kill you (Damn) She heard my thoughts, now she wanna ride with me (C'mon) Pussy so good, she can get away with it (Yeah) Pussy so good, she might get a wave with it (Yeah) Still the same nigga, baby, fuck your main nigga (Fuck that nigga) You wan' be gang with us, baby, let the gang hit it (Wan' be gang) When the cops get behind me, I just get a strange feeling Man, I had to level up, watch me turn the prices up (Yeah) You want the lifestyle, why don't you throw the dice for once? (Once) Dior shoes, rock 'em like some Nike 1's (Dior) Gold presidential more than your diamond one (No cap) I just told three labels, "Sorry, I ain't signin' nothin'" Runnin' from you cocksuckers, I can't let you find the goal Pull it out the baggie, then I drop it on her tongue Two G's for the sneaks, I might only rock it once (One time) Nigga, I'm Trevani son (Yeah) With a nigga wrong or right, we don't really give a fuck She used to curve me, nigga, she say I ain't lit enough I got bitches on bitches, VIP ain't big enough I done ran it up off of zero (Ran it up) Quick to leave a bitch like Robert De Niro (Gone) Babyface Ray, you my hero (Hmm?) I'ma drink this lean all my life 'til the seal's gone (No cap) (I just need my space right now) I know Bitch, me too Fuck wrong with you? Ho, yeah
Writer(s): Marcellus Rayvon Register, Evan Jarrod Scaife Milton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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