baby smoove - risk it all lyrics
verse 1:
how i feel? ain’t n0body got my back for real
i’m out juggin’, i ain’t thinking bout no f-cking deal
everytime i feel down i pour up for real
my mama cussed me out when she found my stash of pills
ain’t no flockin’ over here, you’ll get k!lled for real
i can’t have no hoe, i’m f-cking n-gga’s b-tches still
i get chills in my body when i rip that seal
i need some m’s out this sh-t, i just wanna live
put a 50 on that b-tch, watch me spin the wheel
ain’t no hoe in my blood i don’t know how that feel
i’m putting my mama in a mansion ‘fore i get a deal
don’t you see how n-ggas living? yeah the punches real
we hit the mall high as h-ll just to f-ck it up
i lost my brother & sister before 21
if i couldn’t talk to y’all i’d be f-cked up
stay out my way, i’m tryna rap don’t get f-cked up
send some slim .223’s at yo’ putt putt
cute b-tch, nice t-tties, with a lil b-tt
i seen a n-gga write something & take the whole team
my young dawg keyed some drank, but never sold lean
this f&n’ll shut you down & clear the whole scene
all my n-ggas striking sh-t like a bowling team
i’m a thousand miles from home tryna live my dream
my n-gga i’ll meet you there as long as it’s green
chorus:
had to give that b-tch some sp-ce, she got too attached
sh-t, i feel like otto porter, he know where it’s at
do you wanna make some money with no strings attached?
and it’s really haunting me, my amg abstract
i’m getting rich out this booth, i’ma stand on that
and i don’t listen to y’all n-ggas, i don’t believe them raps
i’ma pitch you a b-tch i can’t breathe with that
my n-gga o was getting scripts like he needed help
verse 2:
aye, when you was down was them hoes around?
i just loaded up this clip before i left the house
since this b-tch talk so much she can use her mouth
on the back road, doing numbers in the south
if i told you everything, you’d be heading out
b-tch we in this sh-t forever, we gone work it out
high as h-ll, rolling up got me ripping stouts
i heard yo n-gga pouring green, tell him wash his mouth
i’m in this sh-t by myself, i had to figure out
just me & kane in my 7 bedroom house
you wanna verse from me, n-gga i need a half pound
you’ll catch a bullet to yo’ head tryna take my crown
chorus:
had to give that b-tch some sp-ce, she got too attached
sh-t, i feel like otto porter, he know where it’s at
do you wanna make some money with no strings attached?
and it’s really haunting me, my amg abstract
i’m getting rich out this booth, i’ma stand on that
and i don’t listen to y’all n-ggas, i don’t believe them raps
i’ma pitch you a b-tch i can’t breathe with that
my n-gga o was getting scripts like he needed help
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