Baby Boy

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Is you gonna fold, lil nigga
 When it rains, sleet, hail, snow, lil nigga
 When it get cold, lil nigga
 When them tears roll as you bolt, lil nigga
 Would you sell your soul, lil nigga
 Do you got a heart made of gold lil nigga
 Tell me how you roll, lil nigga
 Better go hard or go home, lil nigga
 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 fuck with these rappers they're capping, 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 nigga's really cocky in the fast lane
 But they be humble as fuck 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 shit in life you ain't the only one
 They see a nigga winning they feeling get agitated
 But that shit motivating for me I can congratulate them
 Thank you for showing me this is shit possible
 Never pity myself I'mma always do what I got to do
 Is you gonna fold, lil nigga
 When it rains, sleet, hail, snow, lil nigga
 When it get cold, lil nigga
 When them tears roll as you bolt, lil nigga
 Would you sell your soul, lil nigga
 Do you got a heart made of gold lil nigga
 Tell me how you roll, lil nigga
 Better go hard or go home, lil nigga
 Self-made nigga, 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 nigga 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 nigga
 Up in the 5 shit get real this ain't no drill nigga
 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
 Nigga's riding with couple choppers in the trunk
 Police wanna nail him cause he keep the hammer tucked
 Ops plotting he going blame them that flashing no camera
 When you running in the streets boy you better have stamina
 Cause them niggas want your head just to hang on the banister
 Is you gonna fold, lil nigga
 When it rains, sleet, hail, snow, lil nigga
 When it get cold, lil nigga
 When them tears roll as you bolt, lil nigga
 Would you sell your soul, lil nigga
 Do you got a heart made of gold lil nigga
 Tell me how you roll, lil nigga
 Better go hard or go home, lil nigga
 

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Duration
03:03
Key
7
Tempo
85 BPM

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