Slimelife Shawty - Baby Boy lyrics

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Slimelife Shawty - Baby Boy lyrics

[Intro] Yeah This sh*t colossal you know I'm saying Watch me prosper ni**a ATL Jacob ATL Jacob [Verse 1] fu*k 'em if they left 'cause everything is alright Pain all I felt but sh*t I'm alright This pain never left but I’ma be alright If Payne still there then we gon’ be alright Got my show start diggin’ They weren’t digging me, I can dig it Oh now you’re feelin’ me, I can feel it They envy I’m winnin’ it’s killin’ no kizzy [Hook] Baby boy no Wayne no ceilings Baby boy from rags to riches Baby boy I had to get it Long as they print it, baby boy gettin’ it [Verse 2] I admit it, I’m the one that did it Feel like I’ve been walkin’ down Bleveland for a minute But now I ride with switchеs But I can’t be talkin’ ‘bout that type sh*t, that type sh*t that sеnd a ni**a to the penitentiary They hate ‘cause I’m from Cleveland, oops I mean Bleveland I’m not Quando ain't none roll b*tch I’m bleedin’ Actin’ like you throw up what you drinkin’ ni**a Give me a reason Glocks with us and Glocks with them Pop at us we droppin’ him He flex he bang he think he gang he come around and we robbin’ him I done hit a whole lotta licks with my partner n them We done did a whole lotta sh*t that’s why they shoppin’ here (on God) Even though I’ve been player, I’m talkin’ ‘bout been player I can't lie like thank God ambush smoke I inhale I know I’m in hell Everywhere they say the slime can’t go you know I went there We really went there Okay I heard the boy want smoke with me You ain’t even a [?] G He know that ain’t no poachin’ me I’ma leave his ass where the roaches be Checkmate leave you where I [?] you standin’ You got served plus you know these diamonds dancin’ Lil Durk what’s happenin’ Young Thug what’s happenin’ Rudy what’s happenin’ Big Boo what’s happenin’ Droptop coupe, lookin’ for who is [?] [?] what’s happenin’ [Hook] Baby boy no Wayne no ceilings Baby boy from rags to riches Baby boy I had to get it Long as they print it, baby boy gettin’ it Baby boy no Wayne no ceilings Baby boy from rags to riches Baby boy I had to get it Long as they print it, baby boy gettin’ it [Verse 3] I’m a mastermind, look how I mastered mine They say slow money better than no money but I want that faster car Won’t play with yours, so don’t play with mine, you’d be a ba*tard dime (dickhead) fu*k my feelings, out my feelings 'cause I’m living now I pop sh*t no wheelies now, hotboxes to millions now Hotboxes to millions now And that no kizzy needed Back then there wasn’t beef now Shawty poppin’ now they want beef with me Free Wayne he showed me to try hard Big Boo really showed me to cry hard Free Tay and Clock they showed me how to duck and pull that strap out My dawg gone and but he still told 'em not to tap out (for sure) Damn Rudy why you cap out I was out, but now I’m back in my feelings (oh okay) Feel like I gotta do a whole lotta killing (oh okay) Just to get some healin’ ni**a I can’t lie that sh*t got killed me ni**a I’ma make ‘em feel it ni**a It's better living soon It's better living soon It's better living soon I'm talkin' 'bout soon I hope it's soon [Outro] I say better living, better living, better living, better living For all of us, I’m talkin’ ‘bout all of us

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