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frank murphy - skilla baby lyrics

[intro]
(f*ck the fire, we got grease)
huh
b*tch, all my lil’ n*ggas lookin’ up to me now
detroit raised me
i been there before
huh
from the eastside to the westside (zara, are you making beats again?)

[verse 1]
pretty b*tches love me, fake n*ggas hate me (no cap)
god, please let me get rich ‘fore you take me (‘fore you take me)
stupid*ass n*gga played himself tryna play me
knowin’ i’m the n*gga n*ggas need, n*ggas crazy
i don’t d*ck suck, that ain’t how thеy raised me (naw)
i’ll sleep when i gеt rich, n*ggas lazy
cuban link, diamond link, and an ap
still screamin’, “look what the dope fiends gave me” (huh)
cash for the kit and a whip
keep the 40 on my side like a hip (bang), blues on me like a crip (huh)
b*tch bad, ass fat, p*ssy drip, she the sh*t (she the sh*t)
say you want top? man, bring me sixty for a brick (huh)
i told dog i need work, i was tryna get some fent’
man, that old*ass n*gga tried to send me on a hit
ask nito, i was fifteen ridin’ with the bl!cks (n*gga)
i still’ll c*ck back and hit a n*gga in his sh*t (huh)
[chorus]
want some grown*man money, take a risk, lil’ n*gga
what you gon’ do with that bl!ck, lil’ n*gga?
would you really take a hit, lil’ n*gga?
what you gon’ do with that brick, lil’ n*gga?
oh, you say you want a kit, lil’ n*gga?
what if a n*gga take your sh*t, lil’ n*gga?
you really tryna get rich, lil’ n*gga?
we grown now, we was just lil’ n*ggas
want some grown*man money, take a risk, lil’ n*gga
what you gon’ do with that bl!ck, lil’ n*gga?
would you really take a hit, lil’ n*gga?
what you gon’ do with that brick, lil’ n*gga?
oh, you say you want a kit, lil’ n*gga?
what if a n*gga take your sh*t, lil’ n*gga?
you really tryna get rich, lil’ n*gga? (huh)
we grown now, we was just lil’ n*ggas

[verse 2]
no time for bullsh*t, i’m on a mission (i’m on a mission)
told n*ggas i was next, they ain’t listen (they ain’t listen)
gold hangin’ off my neck off the hustle (huh?)
i been sellin’ fake percs to the gremlins
all my b*tches real pretty and got inches (huh?)
bad b*tches love n*ggas from the trenches
i don’t sip drank, but i know all the n*ggas with the trisha
i ain’t religious (huh?), but if i was, i’d be christian (huh?)
young n*gga skipped school, got in trouble, skipped detention (no cap)
lil’ n*gga, you gon’ be a criminal or a witness? (huh? huh?)
lil’ n*gga, when you sin, ask god for forgiveness (huh?)
[chorus]
want some grown*man money, take a risk, lil’ n*gga
what you gon’ do with that bl!ck, lil’ n*gga?
would you really take a hit, lil’ n*gga?
what you gon’ do with that brick, lil’ n*gga?
oh, you say you want a kit, lil’ n*gga?
what if a n*gga take your sh*t, lil’ n*gga?
you really tryna get rich, lil’ n*gga?
we grown now, we was just lil’ n*ggas
want some grown*man money, take a risk, lil’ n*gga
what you gon’ do with that bl!ck, lil’ n*gga?
would you really take a hit, lil’ n*gga?
what you gon’ do with that brick, lil’ n*gga?
oh, you say you want a kit, lil’ n*gga?
what if a n*gga take your sh*t, lil’ n*gga?
you really tryna get rich, lil’ n*gga?
we grown now, we was just lil’ n*ggas

[outro]
detroit raised me for real
no cap, real city n*gga
street n*ggas understand me
detroit raised me
huh

- skilla baby lyrics

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