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diary - baby smoove lyrics

[intro]
(meech)

[verse]
can’t see eye to eye, you throw shade and tell lies
i just stay out the way cause i don’t let sh*t slide
seen so many change on me, sh*t, i wasn’t even surprised
i’m gon’ get what i want then go home and thank god
i be feelin’ everything, i’m so big, i’m [?]
got these b*tches trailin’ me, got three cars full of [?]
i’m so high off exotic, sh*t, it feel like i can fly
no cap, you play with me, i’ma make sure you die
n*ggas stuck in they position, they don’t understand why
i took notes on whole sh*t, n*ggas did when i was dry
i got mo’ money than your whole group, sneak diss me now
put a deposit on that n*gga, take a trip to ny
still, i pull up with this choppa but i got too much on the line
sh*t, [?], you don’t think that sh*t a sign?
heard you [?], you gotta k!ll me before i buy
n*ggas ain’t worth ten, boy, go and get a job
if i really like a b*tch, i’ma make her quit her job
gave bias to the wrong one, f*cked up my mind
got like thirty different b*tches, all lovin’ wit’ my time
i ain’t never chase hoes, i got millions on my mind
on the phone with these labels, really millions on the line
sh*t, the 0 to 60s, four sections off the line
i just blew a hundred racks, it ain’t really take a while
yeah, i got that kinda money, make my momma quit her job
you the type to buy a [?] before you retire your mom
vvs’s on my b*tch, make your broke hoe blind
done had to run me up an m while you n*ggas get high
sister watch me in my sleep or is it the n*gga that i fried?
i feel like i heal people but i need healing now
i get high in my body and come back energized
i never had a handout, don’t compare your route to mine
showed me the real you, now i don’t want you around
[outro]
we can’t see eye to eye, you throw shade and tell lies
i just stay out the way cause i don’t let sh*t slide
seen so many change on me, sh*t, i wasn’t even surprised
i’m gon’ get what i want then go home and thank god
i be feelin’ everything, i’m so big, i’m [?]
got these b*tches trailin’ me, got three cars full of [?]
i’m so high off exotic, sh*t, it feel like i can fly
no cap, you play with me, i’ma make sure you die

- baby smoove lyrics

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