Lyrics:
Told my mama we gon be okay
Your son a rich nigga he stay getting paid
I need a baddie just like Coi Leroy
With this music shit I'm here to stay
I'm
about some past news
Snitchin' on a gang will get him up tied up tighter than some lips blowin' flutes
New mouthpiece, got to understand sheet music, I'm
Kids with big glasses that laugh when they run
Girls with old-school names like Ruby May
Have infants with baby breath, yawn in your face (oh yeah)
big glasses that laugh when they run
Girls with old school names, like Ruby May
Or how infants with baby breath yawn in your face
Tucked in every night
Growing, changing
Moving to places
Feeling like I’m alone
Hoping, waiting
Losing my patience
Hate it when you all go
I lost myself inside this music
spending every cent, I plan to celebrate
'Till this music start to pay, I plan to celebrate
Even on my worst days, I plan to celebrate
Once I get a record
You were found climbing 'round in your mother's bones
Infant ward, cut the cord and I took you home
In the pub, up the stairs
Wrap you up in
Lets get focus
This revolutionary music stay focused
Get focused
This real rap Kai Fly and you know this
Get focused
This Kai Fly real rap lets get
Dmv music jack boys eights and foes y'all already know
What wopo wopo what ah
Never ran from a nigga man you must be trippin
Hoe blowing my phone man
you got when the music come to an end
I started hard from the bottom and I worked up (Worked up)
Had a couple jobs, Best believe them people worked us
fuck wit niggas they be switching for the kitten
You a shoota' like Ben Simmons inconsistent like your music
I ain't cuffing hoes you know that I'm Saucy
Of children in my neighborhood everything was good
Never thought about violence as an infant should
On the day of my birth the lightning struck as I slept
was infant
Rhymes have commenced
Been fucking with the game
That I finally came in
Time I’m awakened
Shrine in the making
The pin picked pattern on your
is guarantee
Females ain't did shit but doubt a nigga i'm still gone believe
Stressing as a infant before music I turned to the streets
Light it up
Troubled husbands
Stolen freedoms, that only evening unfolds to shine
Through the twisting inn of screaming pleasure
Two wet lips of infant leisure
ever seen?
*chimes, music*
The weirdest thing I've ever seen? Oh, you wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Come on! Tell me!
Well. One time when I was
my music is lost sound
Cause they had us locked down.
They meaning sucka rappers had us heard past
Comic clowns who be making shit sounds and laughs
kind
And understanding with your daddy
Than I was with mine
The day to day, it slips away
You're in diapers and then you're dancing
And the music that
establishing (uh)
I got some people they wanting my music playing in their movie asking permission (true)
All of the negatives I had to cut but they're tryna'
to it
But my life is defined by music
Came out my moms belly on the doctor's cue
To the beat of Sugarhill in Brookdale Hospital
1980 I could walk but
got many endeavors my homies know what I be establishing//
I got some people they wanting my music playing in their movie asking permission
All
be talking to me, pussy
Running your gums like you be Loc'ing
When the world know that you're nookie
Rookie, softer than infant fabric, I won't have
shit
Like diapers kid
Like vipers kid
I'm to fast to miss
Never nice with this
This is MJ bad
Giving whoopings out like his dad
I'm not bad guy but I
to wire
Soul survivor
Been the shit since I was in diapers
Got hoes goin on strike for me
And most of'em workin at Stryker
I’m supa lit
Be on that stupid
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