malz monday - baby boy prod. homage lyrics
yea, look, uh
is you gonna fall, lil n-gga?
when it rains, sleet, hail, snow, lil n-gga?
when it get cold, lil n-gga?
will them tears roll as you bolt, lil n-gga? (uh)
would you sell your soul, lil n-gga?
do you got a heart made of gold lil n-gga? (uh)
tell me how you roll, lil n-gga?
better go hard or go home, lil n-gga
where i’m from, all they know is money and violence
you want respect? gotta pay your dues and your homage
i don’t want f-ck with these rappers they’re cappin, just being honest
you can hate all you want i’m too busy to read ya comments
less you showing love, don’t hold no grudge i hope you holding up
they ain’t believe me but look how i just been blowing up
i see them n-gga’s really c-cky in the fast lane
but they be humble as f-ck when the money slowing up
my teacher asked me what i wanna be and i was so destruct
i was immature and ignorant but i’ve been growing up
i know them odd put against me i ain’t folding up
you going through some sh-t in life you ain’t the only one
they see a n-gga winning they feeling get agitated
but that sh-t motivating for me i can congratulate ‘em
thank you for showing me this is sh-t possible
never pity myself i’mma always do what i got to do
is you gonna fall, lil n-gga?
when it rains, sleet, hail, snow, lil n-gga?
when it get cold, lil n-gga?
will them tears roll as you bolt, lil n-gga?
would you sell your soul, lil n-gga?
do you got a heart made of gold lil n-gga?
tell me how you roll, lil n-gga?
better go hard or go home, lil n-gga
self-made n-gga, i ain’t working at no mickey d’s
i just want that amg gt 63 i promise i’mma put my momma in the bentley
don’t want no lazy hoe, i need an oprah winfrey
my little n-gga keep a tec just like a referee
i know that line been overused but it makes sense for me
been the slave to these streets see a fill n-gga
up in the 5 sh-t get real this ain’t no drill n-gga
it’s either rap nba or the nfl
oh you trapped? catch a case, in and out the jail
cause there no scientist or doctors from my hood
n-gga’s riding with couple choppers in the trunk
police wanna nail him cause he keep the hammer tucked
ops plottin he goin blam them that flashin no camera
when you runnin in the streets boy you better have stamina
cause them n-ggas want your head just to hang on the banister
is you gonna fall, lil n-gga?
when it rains, sleet, hail, slow, lil n-gga?
when it get cold, lil n-gga?
will them tears roll as you bolt, lil n-gga?
would you sell your soul, lil n-gga?
do you got a heart made of gold lil n-gga?
tell me how you roll, lil
better go hard or go home, lil n-gga
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