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baby ar - lil sheik lyrics

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[verse 1]
you wasn’t nowhere to be found when i was down and out
a lot of n-gg-s called my phone just tryna come around
this n-gg- b-tch always be buggin’ when i’m up in town
i know n-gg-s talkin’ down when i’m not around
keep it real, i gotta keep it two g’s
tryna make time but i been slidin’ all week
duckin’ the feds, i gotta stay lowkey
when i was broke, b-tches ain’t know sh-t
now i pop out, do a show, they know me
and it’s jack with that fire, gotta keep it on me

[chorus]
you hard when you textin’, but gotta come and show me
baby ar hold a hundred, you don’t even need acc’
tired of sippin’ purple, i been fiendin’ for the act’
f-ck a sneak diss without an at
i put thirty bands in the stash
merch had thirty bands out her -ss
i put my all my family first and friends last

[verse 2]
n-gg-s wanna be me so they mad
i done came far from down bad
i got in my bag real fast
you hopped out your bag real fast
i can’t cop the whip if it ain’t fast
two hundred on the dash

[chorus]
you hard when you textin’, but gotta come and show me
baby ar hold a hundred, you don’t even need acc’
tired of sippin’ purple, i been fiendin’ for the act’
f-ck a sneak diss without an at
i put thirty bands in the stash
merch had thirty bands out her -ss
i put my all my family first and friends last

[verse 3]
goin’ through some sh-t, mixing perkies with the lean
havin’ withdrawals, long nights i can’t sleep
it’s rugged in these streets, this sh-t ain’t what it seem
cold hearted ever since they took what meant the most to me
it’s family ain’t no friends, stay low-key and get bands
why would i be worried? chop hold ten times ten
fun and games on the ‘net until i pull up where you at
like f-ck a sneak diss without an at, bro got thirty in this strap
i’m just tryna make a way for all my n-gg-s with me
b-tches did me dirty, now they wish they wouldn’t’ve did it
i started, i’ma finish, if it’s funk, i’m jumping in it
f-ck rap, any n-gg- disrespect, they gotta get it

[chorus]
you hard when you textin’, but gotta come and show me
baby ar hold a hundred, you don’t even need acc’
tired of sippin’ purple, i been fiendin’ for the act’
f-ck a sneak diss without an at
i put thirty bands in the stash
merch had thirty bands out her -ss
i put my all my family first and friends last

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