Babyface Ray - Motown Music lyrics

[Intro] Escomoe, the coolest DJ in the world Yeah For real, though, ayy [Chorus] Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen If you was in my shoes, ni**as probably wouldn't have did it Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen If you was in my shoes, ni**as probably wouldn't have did it [Verse 1] Puttin' mileage on the rental And when I called out and said "I need you", they ain't hear me ni**as screamin' beef, but really vegan, it ain't in 'em I ain't talked to my ni**a G, he still my ni**a I ain't been spendin' time with Yell', he still my ni**a I ain't seein' eye-to-eyе with bro, but I ain't trippin' I ain't never quittin' 'til them millions in my vision Whеn you walk alone, ni**a, you don't know the feelin' Weight on my shoulders, I don't know if I can lift it And they say you actin' different Money got you, here it come And I come from the city ni**as don't last long If I'm still in the town, I'm waitin' 'til the bag gone Listenin' to beats countin' cash with my headphones Watch that bad b*tch walk away when that bread gone Watch those fake ni**as separate when that fame gone I ain't talk to Weez in a minute, it's still gang, though It was me and Sauce plenty nights watchin' rain, ho I bet they tell you, "Face, he ran it up, but he ain't change, though" [Verse 2] Watch the doors open, suicide watch Twistin' too good, you can try not Smokin' on a jet, you never been this high Two things are certain, you born and then you die In the meantime, I'm countin', stayin' fly You know I'm comin' back for you, boy, stay alive Showed a check to my mama, man, she damn near cried Dropped a bag on her, I can't get you out my mind It ain't about that, fu*k it, man, I miss her spendin' time Jump out and I walk in, I ain't gotta stand in line I don't allow security, I'm surrounded by the vibes She'll sell her soul, I can see it in her eyes Ooh, it's rose gold, you ever seen a red sky? Pay enough cash, you could get a headshot ni**a tried to snatch my brother, I got up and ran out That's how I caught a leg shot, I'm just glad I'm here now ni**as loved when I was broke, why you actin' weird now? All that motherfu*kin' greed, me and Fat Boy fell out Got a ni**a feelin' crazy, man, you supposed to be here now That ni**a cuz crazy, I just wish he'd hear me out I just wanna show support, man, I bet you hear me now Bad hoes used to curve me, I can hear 'em cheerin' now Saint Laurent jeans, I don't do Amiris now Smokin' on exotic tryna keep my spirits high fu*ked her and her friend, feel like I'm on Jerry now ni**as on my line tryna know my whereabouts I called BOA tryna get a carryout [Chorus] Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen If you was in my shoes, ni**as probably wouldn't have did it [Verse 3] ni**as ain't who they say they is, what you call 'em? I'ma do whatever for them kids, that's regardless Girl, when you gave that pussy up, you left me heartless Lettin' ones fly, I ain't lettin' tears fallin' Private shoppin' in Miami, bought a Chrome Heart joggy Even back then, we snuck the chrome in the party Catch a ni**a out, paint his tee, Ed Hardy My four ni**as touched down with the bag, Brett Favre I told my ni**a Doo before the deal we was ballin' All the sh*t be extras when we hear the label callin' ni**as be all extra when them fu*k ni**as log in ni**as doin' what when and where? I ain't saw it I'll move the whole damn bag, what you chargin'? High-class hood ni**a, trap like the office ni**a, put my racks in my coffin And when them ni**as ask, just say Face taught you [Chorus] Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen If you was in my shoes, ni**as probably wouldn't have did it [Outro] I'ma get this money, stay humble, ni**a I could move wherever, I'm from the jungle, ni**a They love what you doin', they don't love you, ni**a Any time I meet a plug, I be pluggin' ni**as Just to show 'em that it's love, pop out thuggin' with 'em Ain't around for hard times, but they clubbin' with you