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lirik lagu addy – babyface ray

[intro]
(i just need my sp*ce right now)

[verse]
all this f*ckin’ paper got a n*gga on go (go)
i been on move, ain’t been spendin’ no time (yeah)
was supposed to get my daughter, i just broke her lil’ heart (d*mn)
i just did another walkthrough for a dime (ten)
n*ggas movin’ goofy, you gon’ get your ass trucked (bah)
pull up in the hood, get some weed for the drive (yeah)
wish i could tell you n*ggas different (i wish)
the money is callin’, i can feel my hands itchin’
i can’t tell you n*ggas ’bout crack, no, sir (uh*uh)
when i jumped in it, i was sellin’ whole chickens
percocets, addys, and i’m still on syrup (still on syrup)
boy hot as h*ll, stuffin’ money in his denim (hah)
spent six months in the rental
ooh, what a feeling (ooh)
i was f*cked up, now i’m trippin’ (yeah)
got her waist sn*tched like some white carti lenses (white)
pourin’ drop up in a meeting, handlin’ business (n*gga)
if i pull the goons up where you at, they gon’ k!ll you (d*mn)
she heard my thoughts, now she wanna ride with me (c’mon)
p*ssy so good, she can get away with it (yeah)
p*ssy so good, she might get a wave with it (yeah)
still the same n*gga, baby, f*ck your main n*gga (f*ck that n*gga)
you wan’ be gang with us, baby, let the gang hit it (wan’ be gang)
when the cops get behind me, i just get a strange feeling (i don’t know)
man, i had to level up, watch me turn the prices up (yeah)
you want the lifestyle, why don’t you throw the dice for once? (once)
dior shoes, rock ’em like some nike 1’s (dior)
gold presidential more than your diamond one (no cap)
i just told three labels, “sorry, i ain’t signin’ nothin'”
runnin’ from you c*cksuckers, i can’t let you find the goal (runnin’ from you c*cksuckers)
pull it out the baggie, then i drop it on her tongue
two g’s for the sneaks, i might only rock it once (one time)
n*gga, i’m trevani son (yeah)
with a n*gga wrong or right, we don’t really give a f*ck (with a n*gga wrong or right)
she used to curve me, n*gga, she say i ain’t lit enough
i got b*tches on b*tches, vip ain’t big enough (i got b*tches on b*tches)
i done ran it up off of zero (ran it up)
quick to leave a b*tch like robert dinero (gone)
babyface ray, you my hero (hmm?)
i’ma drink this lean all my life ’til the seal’s gone (no cap)
[outro]
(i just need my sp*ce right now)
i know
b*tch, me too
f*ck wrong with you?
ho, yeah

- babyface ray

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