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Lil Bibby

Genres: Hip-Hop

Crack Baby Lyrics - Lil Bibby

KidWond3r you made this beat yeah 

Yeah 

This is real shit you know 

I said I won't talk about it, fuck it 

I'm talking about it, I'm talking about it 

Look 

 

I saw my mama smokin' crack right in my face and left me traumatized 

She was never sober, I can tell when I look in her eyes 

Nigga been through hard times 

Shootouts that I wish I died 

I know about them stomach aches 

That pain that hurt to be alive 

I was lost up in them streets 

I had to sell them drugs to eat 

Them hoes ain't wanna fuck with me 

I had to put j's on my feet 

They kno' I had that curly hair 

I know I'm lookin' like I'm sweet 

I want that boy to disrespect 

I never got my ass beat 

I had too much pain in me 

My life make me angry 

If you come from the bottom 

Ain't no difference you the same as me 

Niggas said they fuck with me 

I had to take some time to think 

You sold my moma crack and took her link 

I ain't have shit to drink 

We ate that chili out the can 

I had to turn into a man 

I was sellin' Reggie nigga 

Started out with seven grams 

Never had no helpin' hand 

One sister and two brother's 

I got love for white Shawn 

He one crazy motherfucker 

I made millions out the trenches 

I'm one wavy motherfucker 

I know that's a lot of guap for a crack baby motherfucker 

Felt like life was just abusing him 

We don't post our guns on IG 

Cause we be usin' 'em 

They like I went to school with him 

I ain't have no father figure 

Had to go way harder than him 

Had to play way smarter than him 

Them fucked up nights what sparked him 

I'm just glad to be alive 

Look my nephew in his eyes 

Saw the innocence 

I told him that I love him like he mine 

That's the type of shit that make you get out here and grind 

And for that boy I'm killin' shit 

I swear I do that time 

Put my life all on the line 

I was standin' on that nine 

I was three for ten, my brother 

Fucked it up went two for five 

I saw project on that bed 

My lil cous lost his leg 

I was Chillin' when I got that call 

My cous was out that bed 

After all them tears I shed 

Got a gangster out here prayin' 

Some old niggas bout to die behind this shit and I ain't playin' 

Fuck the police and the feds 

You heard what the fuck I said 

Then lil niggas out here Hidin' 

Fuck it I'm gon' play they plan 

We gon' fill that boy with lead 

Fuck that shit I want his head 

They got my cousin too much meds 

I got some killas I keep em fed 

All this cheese bring the rats 

That's the reason for the gat 

And that beam is attached 

It's in on me like a tat 

I love green, I need racks 

Get my team up out the trap 

If he seen all the shit I seen 

He'll probably snap 

Say I keep that, 40 on me 

Like a I.D, that's high key 

Bullet in the head right beside me 

Come try me 

Back and forth, the dissin' 

I won't do it cus that's not me 

The last nigga dissed the gang 

This brains was all sloppy 

I say damn he comin' home 

I call the cash with glow 

I don't buy the jewellery no more 

Man that shit is old 

I just bought two home 

In the burbs and in the 'go 

I came a long way, I use to post up by that store 

Yeah 

 

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Kidwond3r u made this beat yeah 

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