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2038 - babykoda lyrics

[verse]
in 2038, i’ll prolly run for president
they tried to put me in a cell but ain’t have evidence
now all my brothers, raising h*ll, but that was evident
now all these b*tches want chanel with all this bread i spent
i told lil donni, “when it’s hot just get in and go”
and i’ve been down on my luck, like splitting the pole
wish i could go back to the time we was sipping them 4s
wish i could go back to the time we was hitting the street
hustle hard, spin back to the crib, then spit on the beat
20 thousand dollars for a feature, put 10 on my feet
i’ll prolly put the other ten in a house on the beach
shoot for 10, hit for 10, b*tch i’m lucky with it
used to really wanna g*ngb*ng but ain’t no money in it
told my pops, “i wanna be a rapper” guess i’m running with it
12 pull us over, lil b*tch just know i’m running with it
still keep blower , cause i know they wanna take me out
still don’t know her, but i know i wanna take her out
them bullets in the f&n prolly will take you out
i’ in the kitchen and i’m cooking mr. proud
and if i ever catch a body, i’m switching towns
i’ll prolly use a .17 cause the smith and loud
that n*gga want a box the chop, told him get his round
if that lil b*tch ain’t sucking d*ck, told her “move around”
my brother said he down on chips, told him “move this pound”
i can’t stop it till bro i’m rolling loud, at rolling loud
brodie said he got his put on, guess he rolling now
i’ve been making hits, they barely start to notice now
[outro]
yeahhh, sh*t (tuh)
same old, same old man
also, sh*t, free my pops man

- babykoda lyrics

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