baby smoove – kane lyrics
intro:
yeah, what up meech…22
take a ride with the g.o.a.t one time
aye, 22
(meech)
verse:
aye, my b-tch blowing up my phone now let me tell the truth
i don’t know if she my b-tch, i don’t know what she do
everytime it’s in my hands, sh-t it gotta move
if n-ggas pulled up on you shooting you wouldn’t know what to do
single lion in this world, i don’t need n0body
i made a promise to my sister i’ma be somebody
you can have yo b-tch back, she need somebody
i was busy stacking blues when y’all couldn’t find me
i don’t hang around you n-ggas, we don’t think the same
young nappy head n-gga, gold on his frames
stopped picking up my phone, n-ggas say i changed
n-gga get yo scale dirty before you say my name
made so much yesterday, in the car i prayed
this a m my buckle, m’s on my brain
on my soul i really do it, punk stay in yo lane
you ask a n-gga for a favor, they forget yo name
i’ll spit on yo big homie, i ain’t got one
you lil n-ggas talking ‘bout guns, i really got them
yo mans been down for too long, somebody spot him
alotta money in my pocket, i went out & got some
it ain’t a rule i won’t break, risk i won’t take
you putting yo feelings in a b-tch, boy that’s a heartbreak
and this moschino that i’m wearing came from italy
it’s a 4 in my drank, shark on my face
aye, now these hoes be f-cking everybody
she mad at me cuz i ain’t text back, like i care about her
drive a distance for the money cuz i care about it
punch a n-gga in his mouth, knock the stare up out him
up early with the birds, i need every dollar
told my son i’m getting a mansion for him & his momma
but if i find a latino she gone have my daughter
you wanna find a cheaper price go a little farther
we get 4 48’s for that good bargain
wearing clothes you can’t afford, it make me a target
i don’t deal with relatives, family you walking
even in the nose bleeds you can see me balling
louis bag on my b-tch, it can hold a doggie
i’m the leader of the mob, you can call me pauly
i can’t even go shopping, too much in my closet
i got a roll on me now in my billionaire joggers
n-gga, i’m the man where i’m from
screws loose in my head, i leave hoes hot lumps
you get questioned in that room, boy you better play dumb
a couple b-tches love me, i don’t care about one, n-gga
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