Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bloxk Baby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bloxk Baby
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richie K
Producer
Lyrics
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I been in my head might leave dead
its blood all on the pavement
thank the lord im here
retired striker god had really saved me
I was int he streets getting active
skipping school daily
Cant fuck with hoes
looking for a come up tryna have my baby
I know how it feel
your bitch all in your ear shit drive you crazy
Dont crash out thug
Gotta just stay humble
keep your blick for drama
Why you barely say shit
cause I lost it all shit brought me trauma
I aint never hot
switch the plot
rocking ski's in summer
I dont speak on drills
leave your phone and just bring your Lama
I can't fuck with shawty Had to cut her off since we blocking numbers
I just went buss down a patek Phillip lil bitch Im super rich
Im back on the road getting booked for shows
gang bring out hella blicks
seeing run down with the switch
no joking you get stomped for this
since Sosa died I keep a stick
I hate it had to come to this
one move on gang I'll send a blitz
really stood on that block had to take me a risk
I can cook up the dope in the post with the wrist
Dont hit up my phone I aint got time for the tricks
II aint never hot
switch the plot
rocking ski's in summer
I dont speak on drills
leave your phone and just bring your Lama
I can't fuck with shawty Had to cut her off since we blocking numbers
I won't play no games
Get him gone and that's word to mama
I aint never hot
switch the plot
rocking ski's in summer
I dont speak on drills
leave your phone and just bring your Lama
I can't fuck with shawty Had to cut her off since we blocking numbers
Get him gone and that's word to mama
Im with Runna Bag we hit the road we tryna run a bag
damn this bitch got hella ass
fuck the teacher no time for class
burned up the cat I burned the jag
Written by: Bloxk Baby