It's hard to dream when you ain't sleeping
Misunderstood because we always speaking
Broads leeching
Dudes creeping
Im weeping
Whip completed two 360s
Stupid drunk driver almost caused the world to miss me
I wanted yall all to sing the singing hooks with me
Hadn't called my pops back damn I'm feeling guilty
I'm silky
Beez had me spitting to that filthy
The dynamism of my craft
Is innate there's no math
For this good I need tax
2016's wrath
Gas in backwood wraps
Blowing clouds on Zeus
Earth and fire make truce
You can bet I'm rolling spruce
Heart on pitfall mind on my money
Bless those who try to take it from me
They try to do me crummy but homie I'm never bummy
Things tough but I'm laughin
They doubted my rappin
Is you looking or passing
What's my name I'm asking?
I got the 5:30-5 shift
My lifestyle is hectic but I never regret it
I respect it
Pay days feel like fresh licks
I use bonded rolls on mi fresh fits
But anyhow
I stopped chasing all these Jesus pieces
I'm more concerned with being one of Jesus nieces
Pleading with polices
Can't breathe release us
Rap game on my shoulders it's all on me
1, 2, 3, 4
Are you ready my love? (Yes my vibe ill!)
My name is B E L L A
Miss ill thighs sicker, rims slicker, sick figure and figures I figured
They'd turn me down cuz they can't handle my raps
No suspenders or slack
Cuz PG on the map (uh)
Studio boofin, cuz of me
Your studio records losing, cuz of me
Your nigga ooh I think he going stupid just for me
And that's why it's just me in my Saturn seats, cranking heat
Jimmy Choo looked cute on my feet, but this tuition had me in real deep
Rent due next week
On a mission to demonstrate peace
Rap game on my shoulders it's all on me
Are you ready my love? (Yes my vibe ill!)
My name is B E L L A
Rappers still ass I'm trash bagging the garbage
Only Forrest Gump em if you chasing the cabbage
DC to NY to PG to Philly to Cali to Dallas, Chi, ATL
BMORE, MIA, MEMPHIS, JAMAICA, PUERTO RICO, VA, DR, NC
"The true worth of a race must be measured by the character of it's womanhood" -Mary McLeod Bethune
Come close to me baby
Let your love warm through
I know this world gets crazy
But what's it without you?
Autumn LaBella - What's My Name? Lyrics
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It's hard to dream when you ain't sleeping
Misunderstood because we always speaking
Broads leeching
Dudes creeping
Im weeping
Whip completed two 360s
Stupid drunk driver almost caused the world to miss me
I wanted yall all to sing the singing hooks with me
Hadn't called my pops back damn I'm feeling guilty
I'm silky
Beez had me spitting to that filthy
The dynamism of my craft
Is innate there's no math
For this good I need tax
2016's wrath
Gas in backwood wraps
Blowing clouds on Zeus
Earth and fire make truce
You can bet I'm rolling spruce
Heart on pitfall mind on my money
Bless those who try to take it from me
They try to do me crummy but homie I'm never bummy
Things tough but I'm laughin
They doubted my rappin
Is you looking or passing
What's my name I'm asking?
I got the 5:30-5 shift
My lifestyle is hectic but I never regret it
I respect it
Pay days feel like fresh licks
I use bonded rolls on mi fresh fits
But anyhow
I stopped chasing all these Jesus pieces
I'm more concerned with being one of Jesus nieces
Pleading with polices
Can't breathe release us
Rap game on my shoulders it's all on me
1, 2, 3, 4
Are you ready my love? (Yes my vibe ill!)
My name is B E L L A
Miss ill thighs sicker, rims slicker, sick figure and figures I figured
They'd turn me down cuz they can't handle my raps
No suspenders or slack
Cuz PG on the map (uh)
Studio boofin, cuz of me
Your studio records losing, cuz of me
Your nigga ooh I think he going stupid just for me
And that's why it's just me in my Saturn seats, cranking heat
Jimmy Choo looked cute on my feet, but this tuition had me in real deep
Rent due next week
On a mission to demonstrate peace
Rap game on my shoulders it's all on me
Are you ready my love? (Yes my vibe ill!)
My name is B E L L A
Rappers still ass I'm trash bagging the garbage
Only Forrest Gump em if you chasing the cabbage
DC to NY to PG to Philly to Cali to Dallas, Chi, ATL
BMORE, MIA, MEMPHIS, JAMAICA, PUERTO RICO, VA, DR, NC
"The true worth of a race must be measured by the character of it's womanhood" -Mary McLeod Bethune
Come close to me baby
Let your love warm through
I know this world gets crazy
But what's it without you?
Misunderstood because we always speaking
Broads leeching
Dudes creeping
Im weeping
Whip completed two 360s
Stupid drunk driver almost caused the world to miss me
I wanted yall all to sing the singing hooks with me
Hadn't called my pops back damn I'm feeling guilty
I'm silky
Beez had me spitting to that filthy
The dynamism of my craft
Is innate there's no math
For this good I need tax
2016's wrath
Gas in backwood wraps
Blowing clouds on Zeus
Earth and fire make truce
You can bet I'm rolling spruce
Heart on pitfall mind on my money
Bless those who try to take it from me
They try to do me crummy but homie I'm never bummy
Things tough but I'm laughin
They doubted my rappin
Is you looking or passing
What's my name I'm asking?
I got the 5:30-5 shift
My lifestyle is hectic but I never regret it
I respect it
Pay days feel like fresh licks
I use bonded rolls on mi fresh fits
But anyhow
I stopped chasing all these Jesus pieces
I'm more concerned with being one of Jesus nieces
Pleading with polices
Can't breathe release us
Rap game on my shoulders it's all on me
1, 2, 3, 4
Are you ready my love? (Yes my vibe ill!)
My name is B E L L A
Miss ill thighs sicker, rims slicker, sick figure and figures I figured
They'd turn me down cuz they can't handle my raps
No suspenders or slack
Cuz PG on the map (uh)
Studio boofin, cuz of me
Your studio records losing, cuz of me
Your nigga ooh I think he going stupid just for me
And that's why it's just me in my Saturn seats, cranking heat
Jimmy Choo looked cute on my feet, but this tuition had me in real deep
Rent due next week
On a mission to demonstrate peace
Rap game on my shoulders it's all on me
Are you ready my love? (Yes my vibe ill!)
My name is B E L L A
Rappers still ass I'm trash bagging the garbage
Only Forrest Gump em if you chasing the cabbage
DC to NY to PG to Philly to Cali to Dallas, Chi, ATL
BMORE, MIA, MEMPHIS, JAMAICA, PUERTO RICO, VA, DR, NC
"The true worth of a race must be measured by the character of it's womanhood" -Mary McLeod Bethune
Come close to me baby
Let your love warm through
I know this world gets crazy
But what's it without you?
Writer: AUTUMN ELIZABETH ROBERTSON, DOMINIQUE BRANNON
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave