The Melodic Blue Album Lyrics by Baby Keem


Baby Keem Lyrics

The Melodic Blue Lyrics
(Lyrics to the Full Album on one page)

trademark USA

[Part I]

I can't help but feel neglected
Changin' up the schedule, your calendar refreshin'
Time pass and we move on, nobody says shit
How I'm 'posed to act when my morals ain't respected?
How you 'posed to act when your feelings ain't protected?
I'm cashin' checks just to get some neck and some necklaces
What's next? War and turbulence, prayin' on this plane
Success, got a taste of it, never was the same

[Verse 1]
Trademark on that pussy, trademarkin' my brand-new bitch
Yеah, duh, hol' up, blood, hol' up, cuh, hol' up, sis, huh (Hol' up)
LLC the Glock and I LLC my bitch, huh (LLC)
Pass me the rock, I go crazy on my kicks, huh
Had to tеll my grandma, "Sit back, relax" and shit, huh (Make nigga)
Make nigga buy her house and car, she's off the list, huh
Fake nigga, talkin' 'bout he rich but barely is, huh
Eight figures, jumpin' off the stage into the kids, huh (Yeah)
Single out the shooter, take the shooter to the blitz, huh (Yeah)
Droppin' out of school, dropped deposit on their crib, huh (Yeah)
Poppin' out on Instagram, I only post my bitch, huh
I don't need your input, get your two cents off my pic, huh
Generation money, type of money dyin' rich
And I wanna say, "Shoutout to the dead, now I flex," woah

Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh
Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)
Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)
Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (One)

I'm sick of you niggas not taking a risk
I'm taking advantage and taking my course (Kill 'em)
I cannot compete with the mud in my system
My tolerance low, I don't tolerate force
I protect, I am the one
I rose up for the score
I gotta let my ego go
You niggas not ready to settle the war (Yeah)
You niggas not ready to stop bein' hoes
You niggas not ready to open the doors
You niggas run in, take off with the drawer
You niggas not really the richest on Forbes
You niggas not ready to deal with the sacrifices
And instead, you're passin' the torch
And check the surveillance camera at the cemetery
See me dancin' on all of your corpse, go

You could only have love
Ooh, could I say it more?
Could I say it more?

[Part II]

Ayy, E38
Got pulled over twice, had to go and switch plates
Bitch, don't think shit sweet
I'm the same Baby Keem in forty-eight states
I play charades with the bank
Just net ten million, now I'm back with the Wraith
And I'm goin' home with the loot
Mama goin' home with a coupe

[ROSALÍA & Baby Keem]
I'm a hot girl
A hot girl
I'm a hot girl (Make me lose my mind)
A hot girl

[Baby Keem]
I took the 'Lac then hopped on the flight
I cannot look towards your jaded advice
I took the torch, I quit being nice
I took the torch, now I gotta fight
You niggas impulsive, quick to make moves
You're biting your flows, a big appetite
I look at the hoes, they not at your shows
I look at your shows, they Oprah white
You gotta be nimble and quick like a fox
I don't move in silence, this shit is abrupt
I'm VVS-ed up, precise in the cut
Did she get a nut? It's not about me
As long as you good, don't worry 'bout me
I'm telling my friends that you not a freak
My new Nia Long is Kaepernick strong
And she not afraid to get on one knee
I'm back at the crib, my memory deep
I think about mama, I'm Baby Hykeem
She got that tatted before I could read
I'm spiritual now, I pray in my sleep
Twenty years long, I never had dad
My dad was a fraud, I had to be tough
Twenty million, ho, that's not enough
Don't ask no questions, bitch, go add it up
I took the light to sacrifice
I sacrificed everything I need
I could probably f*ck these bitches in my sleep
Young nigga know the hustle and the Ps
Stressing 'bout money, turned to other things
I was in uncle crib at fourteen
Can't get through to mama 'cause she'd rather drink
Facin' eviction by the thirteenth

[Baby Keem]
I was fifteen, I was sixteen
I was fifteen, I was sixteen
I was fifteen, I was sixteen
I was fifteen, I was sixteen

[ROSALÍA & Baby Keem]
I'm a hot girl
A hot girl
I'm a hot girl (Make me lose my mind)
A hot girl



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pink panties

[Che Ecru]
Pussy-ass nigga, you ain't know that shit (Uh)
Back of the club with a fat-ass bitch (Ayy)
I'ma call your ho when I call at night
She won't come to door when a nigga outside
Call me up a Uber, I ain't leavin' for shit
Call me in the mornin' when you needin' some dick
Call me in the nighttime when you needin' some dick
Call me any day (Anytime) when you needin' the dick

[Baby Keem]
I said, "Alright, bae," you said, "Alright, bae"
Pussy tight, bae (Ooh), put that shit inside, bae
I love the kinks, bitch, panties to the side, bae
I gotta sneak 'cause your nigga do not like me
Hey, ma, I need some patience
I give you paystub, you gеt the lace fronts, ayy
I don't need your little implications
Oh, you thе jealous one? I'm on vacation
You want to treasure me, I want the better me
You want the "take you out to eat, show some effort" me, ayy
Step out then, 'cause it's been a cool minute
It's some niggas goin' stupid in here, I must admit it
Got my eye on one of many, she look like a flight attendant
I know it's a few ballplayers that been hit it
You gotta come see me first, you know you in my city
Sin City, headed East until you near me

[Che Ecru]
Pussy-ass nigga, you ain't know that shit (Uh)
Back of the club with a fat-ass bitch (Ayy)
I'ma call your ho when I call at night
She won't come to door when a nigga outside
Call me up a Uber, I ain't leavin' for shit
Call me in the mornin' when you needin' some dick
Call me in the nighttime when you needin' some dick
Call me any day (Anytime) when you needin' the dick

[Baby Keem]
Ayy, spent a lot on your hair
Spent a lot just to take you on a trip and keep it playa
Put my soul in these condoms, spent time, lil' bitch
Laid up at the crib on some Seinfeld shit
We overdue for some f*ckin', huh
We overdue for some suckin', huh
We overdue, we overdue, we overdue
We overdue, we overdue, bitch, huh?
I need hands in the air (Air), hand up in the air (Air)
If I lose my open (Ooh), shit just won't be fair (Fair)
I spent all night there (There), it cannot be fair (Oh, oh)
If I can't see where you're goin', I'll wait all night

[Che Ecru]
Pussy-ass nigga, you ain't know that shit (Uh)
Back of the club with a fat-ass bitch (Ayy)
I'ma call your ho when I call at night
She won't come to door when a nigga outside
Call me up a Uber, I ain't leavin' for shit
Call me in the mornin' when you needin' some dick
Call me in the nighttime when you needin' some dick
Call me any day (Anytime) when you needin' the dick, ayy



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scapegoats

[serpentwithfeet]
I thought there was redemption in the four ethers
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah, free-

[Baby Keem]
You know I'm borderline more than rich, had to tame the orphanage
Navigated two bitches, textin' them the coordinates
Two phones literally, house party loiterin'
Deals so dummy had to let several lawyers in
One day, I'll tell you how my life was unfortunate
For now, I'll tell you how fast these Porsches get
Story of the young and reckless, 'bout to eat my bitch for breakfast
Pink pussy been a prеference, nеver fold under pressure
Cheap shots, let it rock, eye open, Fetty Wap
Rain like confetti drop, I bet he drop
I don't hate the trendy things, just don't like to feed the trends
Mama gave me all my sins, love me when the story ends
Flowers on my uncle's tomb, thousands to my auntie's too
I'm used to takin' backstreets, last week was nothing new
Bitches is my scapegoat, who I made this tape for?
I tell the story two years later, for now, the case closed

I've heard so much about it
You talk about it all the time
I wanna go there, inside your mind
Melodic Blue



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Range Brothers

[Part I]

[Baby Keem]
Bad bitch, pardon me, I say, "What's up?"
Educated, so I put her in the cut
I need a girlfriend, I need a girlfriend
Two hoes and I think I did too much
I got two phones and I don't know who to trust
I need a girlfriend, I need a girlfriend
Bet that girlfriend lonely, introduce her to my humor
It's a lot of bitches that they sent home in their Uber
Uh, high-profile niggas in my circle dodgin' rumors
I been tucked away dodgin' bless, duckin' maneuvers

[Part II]

[Baby Keem]
Huh? Okay, you say you not ready
Okay, okay, comin' in heavy
Okay, they ain't in shape, I'm petty, okay, okay
Okay, y'all be on E, un-leady
Okay, okay, hold the confetti
Okay, okay, you say you not ready

They wanna bite the hand that try to feed them prudes
You cannot hidе behind the shades, I see right through it
You ain't stand up on your word, thеn you's a fool
They're not, chea, they're not, chea, they're not bool


I be wanna see me whole gang on TV, pg my Rollie
Turnin' out tops and the tall bitches, that remind me of the old days
Sneakin' in hoes with the backstage pass
What they all in, huh, for the poet? Huh?
I'm a young poetin' nigga, I just go at it, nigga
I'm a whore at it, nigga
You could ask my mama, we poetic, nigga
I was raised in the projects, we could go at it, nigga
I can't waste no time on a co-edded, nigga
Bro-code, me an' Dad count through seven figures
Raised around bottles and dope fiends
On a high since the day I turned sixteen
747, I'm starin' at plane wings
Prayin' the Lord's seen, Grandma prayin' for me (Ayy)

Huh? Okay, you say you not ready
Okay, okay, comin' in heavy
Okay, they ain't in shape, I'm petty, okay, okay
Okay, y'all be on E, un-leady
Okay, okay, hold the confetti
Okay, okay, just say you not ready

They wanna bite the hand that try to feed them prudes
You cannot hide behind the shades, I see right through it
You ain't stand up on your word, then you's a fool
They're not, chea, they're not, chea, they're not bool

[Kendrick Lamar & Baby Keem]
Everybody wanna be great but the work don't relate him to life
Be mistakin' the truth, nigga
I remember bankin' with Chase, like four-hundred K
Starin' at it, I don't know what to do, nigga
Now I look at money like a resource
Every contract gotta put my kid's family in school
Health and wealth, goin' deep for it, do right for my next life
And he get some too
I remember roaches, momma lost focus
I was at home, no lights, no food
Heard that the joke is, "Hykeem broken"
Head to the ground when I walk in school
Goin' through the motions, mad impulsive
Granny, I won't abide by the rules
I shall reside with advisers to boom
F*ck that, booman, let me get some too
Life ain't always about your name in they mouth
And the cars and the clothes and the jewels (Jewels, oh)
Every lil' bitch that's born looking like soft porn
Only meant for your ego to bruise (Bruise, oh)
Bet when the hoes get bored and the points ain't score
You gone live in this world confused ('Fused, woo)
Every day the hate restored and the faith get short
F*ck that, let me get some too
Nigga, my livelihood was understood
That the roof I'm in not bool
Nigga, the shoes I fill are huge
Keem, wanna share that ho? Bro move
Nigga wanna fake sneak diss
'Cause I f*cked his bitch in a black hatchback
I front in the pics when the heart don't match
Take care of the kids, gotta go where they at, ayy

[Part III]

[Kendrick Lamar]
Hold on, let's get this shit, let's get this shit
Let's get this shit, let's, hmm
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Hold on, let's get this shit, let's get this shit
Let's get this shit, let's, hmm (Like what these niggas on, like?)

[Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar]
Ain't shit changed, still f*ckin' and rappin'
Two bad bitches here, Cartier glasses, huh
Her friend got pornography habits (Give me that bitch, but, sir)
Rollie gang, Rollie gang, Rollie gang (pgLang, fool)
Hundred thousand on her, she know she gang (She's hot)
Rover gang, Rover gang, Rover gang (Rover gang)
Range brothers out the roof, we're not the Wayans (We're not the Wayans)
Bitch, I hate to tell the truth, we're not the same (He's Baby Keem)
I'm with my Rover brother and we're runnin' game (A Range Rover)
Whippin' rubber bands on the meatloaf
Overseas, tidy up for me 'fore I get home
Take one, take two, take three, heave it
Stop hidin' comments under your sleeve, nigga, believe it
Why your boyfriend keep on lookin' for me, is he Jesus?

[Kendrick Lamar]
Let's get this shit, let's get this shit
Let's get this shit, let's, hmm
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Top of the mornin', top of the mornin'
Hold on, let's get this shit, let's get this shit
Let's get this shit, let's, hmm



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issues

I've been duckin' my friends, I've been stuck on my ends
Memories about people all in my head
First come to mind is my mama buyin' me Jordans
Are we really made equal? 'Cause everybody got plans
I can't go ghost, I face demons
Don't let it defeat you, all in my hands
I know it's hard for you to come out that trance
I look myself in the mirror when I can
Let's speak the truth, tell me in pieces
I know it's you, I know just what you do
I knew since we first got evicted out our roof
My new since rehab, I was six, tryna see you

[Chorus]
How could I resent you? Demons, they test you
Grandma and I missed you
You don't know what we been through
Don't let the wolves come get you, ooh-ooh
Please don't let them come get you, ooh-ooh
How could I resent you? Demons, they test you
Grandma and I missed you
You don't know what we been through
Don't let the wolves come get you, ooh-ooh
Please don't let them come get you, ooh-ooh


[Interlude]
Beep
What it beep-bop
What it beep-bop (Bop)
What it beep-bop (It)
What it beep-bop (It)
What it, bop
What it, bop
What it, bop
What it, bop
What it, bop
What it, bop
What it, beep-bop
What it, beep-bop
What it, beep-bop

[Bridge]
Run away from home, run away from home
When the night's gone, when the night's gone
Run away from home, run away from home-home-home-home-home
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why all seem to be convinced?
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why y'all question my exit?
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why y'all livin' on the fence?
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why I'm sleepin' on it?
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why y'all get me so upset?
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why y'all want me dead?
Why y'all listen to the demons in your head?
Why do we play victim? Good times are ahead


[Verse 2]
Attention, this is my life sentence, huh, huh
You're committed, huh, defensive 'bout your vision, huh, huh
Don't you get offended, huh
When the darkness hits, I'll show you all that I'm not kiddin', huh
Grow a tree, plant the seed, let it breathe
My sister RiRi only see me on the screen
I know she needs me, I can't help but feel T

[Chorus]
How could I resent you? Demons, they test you
Grandma and I missed you
You don't know what we been through
Don't let the wolves come get you, ooh-ooh
Please don't let them come get you, ooh-ooh
How could I resent you? Demons, they test you
Grandma and I missed you
You don't know what we been through
Don't let the wolves come get you, ooh-ooh
Please don't let them come get you, ooh-ooh



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gorgeous

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous
Independent, straight out them apartments (Ooh)
I'ma give her maximum performance (Ooh)
I can't fall in love because I'm heartless, ooh, mmm, yeah (Ayy, ooh)

Whole lotta murder when it drop (Ooh)
Get the sticks, get the mop (Ooh)
Glow seats, gang, goin' ape shit
I'ma have the Patek, hold the sky
Bad bitches poppin' 'til they not
Tame Impala niggas in the cut smokin' pot
Prada bag shawty, used the bitch as a prop

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous
Independent, straight out them apartments (Straight out, straight out)
I'ma give hеr maximum performance (Straight out)
I can't fall in love bеcause I'm heartless

Trophies hidin' in the nosebleeds
Baby, get to know me, I got rich off no sleep
Baby got the Rollie, workin' through the proceeds
Baby, I go toe-to-toe-to-toe with the whole league
Baby, let's get low-low
Hidin' from them cameras, you can tell me what they don't know
Take a private flight overseas with these logos
Take a private flight to the breeze, f*ck the promo (Shh, shh, shh)
Ego jumpin' out the Birkin, bitch, go lay it down
Niggas out here trickin' on you, how is this in style?
He gon' send a little bit to keep you down
And you might do a little bit to keep him 'round
I like my women smart, I like it when they brown (Mmh)
How did you buy that ass? Did you buy pound-for-pound?
I populate the status, populate your crowd
Man, let these hoes keep talkin', let 'em run they mouth

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous
Independent, straight out them apartments
I'ma give her maximum performance
I can't fall in love because I'm -

Ooh, mmm, yeah (Ooh)



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south africa

Yeah

Catch a flight out the blue, South Africa
Hit my plug for the juice, then I re-up
Cancel me, I cancel you, we won't make up
You get money, I do too, let's fall in love
Catch a flight out the blue, South Africa
Hit my plug for the juice, then I re-up
Cancel me, I cancel you, we won't make up
You get money, I do too, let's fall in love

Blocked from a distance
Everybody want some attention
Money make a bitch go missin'
Everybody on a lil' mission
Bless up
I can turn you on in an instant
Everybody battlin' a mistress
Touchin' on your booby, gеt 'em lifted
She wanna gеt lit-lit
She f*ckin' on a rap nigga, f*ckin' on a star
Drinkin' tap water, diabetes in a jar
I'm takin' shit back, bitch, you won't get far
Baby Keem poppin', no long' talkin'
Ha-ha-ha, I'm laughin' at you
Baby Keem poppin'
Still don't f*ck with ra-ra-ra (Yeah)

Catch a flight out the blue, South Africa
Hit my plug for the juice, then I re-up
Cancel me, I cancel you, we won't make up
You get money, I do too, let's fall in love
Catch a flight out the blue, South Africa
Hit my plug for the juice, then I re-up
Cancel me, I cancel you, we won't make up
You get money, I do too, let's fall in love


Huh, dodgin' turbulence, I'm a pop star like Prince
I buy house, no den, I'ma hold down my kinfolk
My mama tried to warn these hoes not to break my heart again
I never shade my hoes, I'ma pay my hoes, then pay my rent
Heads up, eeny, meeny, miny, moe, and many more
Allah, Allah, Shabba Rank, we be f*ckin' 'til it stank
We be f*ckin' off the drank and I love that pootie tang
I took my clothes off for you, what the f*ck you think about me?

Catch a flight out the blue, South Africa
Hit my plug for the juice, then I re-up
Cancel me, I cancel you, we won't make up
You get money, I do too, let's fall in love
Catch a flight out the blue, South Africa
Hit my plug for the juice, then I re-up
Cancel me, I cancel you, we won't make up
You get money, I do too, let's fall in love



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lost souls

[Part I]

Ayy, yeah

It's a lot of hoes in here, lot of lost souls
Whole group of dime bitches and they in Vogue
Tryna find me a bitch that no one knows
I'm tryna find me a bitch that no one knows
You see that bitch right there, she f*cked OVO
You see that bitch right there, she f*cked Romeo
Tryna find me a bitch that no one knows
I'm tryna find me a bitch that no one knows

Jumpin' out the coupe
Pullin' out smooth
I'm not afraid to lose
I'll put you on the news
Titties on the FaceTime, let 'em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it's timе to go
When I put you in the latest, makе sure he know

I know that you kiss and tell
Who's someone that we can tell?
You need a real nigga in your life
I come in like a thief in the night
Two phones, I'm the stereotype
Mama know me, I'm picky who I like
There's not a fake bitch in sight
Come in like a thief in the night

Jumpin' out the coupe
Pullin' out smooth
I'm not afraid to lose
I'll put you on the news
Titties on the FaceTime, let 'em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it's time to go
When I put you in the latest, make sure you know

I'm quick to book a flight, I'm not new to the game
That pussy gettin' tame, go public on the lames
I bought it, say that name, Alexander McQueen
Rolex, woah, arm on froze
Tip my toes
It's hot out here, I've hit my lows
Your leverage in the back
Your best friend was trash, trash, trash
Get gone like The Flash, Flash, Flash
Let's add and subtract, math
I see that you look at these VV-VVs
Let's get you a piece for me

I know that you kiss and tell
Who's someone that we can tell?
You need a real nigga in your life
I come in like a thief in the night
Two phones, I'm the stereotype
Mama know me, I'm picky who I like
There's not a fake bitch in sight
Come in like a thief in the night

[Part II]

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it's hard, babe
But I'm still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it's hard, babe
I stay by your side babe

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Please show me a sign, babe, wish I had more time, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
Busy all the time, babe, too late to reply, babe
Put me to the test, we young but we pay bills
Please don't make a mess, I don't do good with spills
Lately, I been stressed (Many men addressed)
No regrets when it's real

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it's hard, babe
But I'm still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it's hard, babe
I stay



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cocoa

Sit down and drink some champagne with me and let me rap

[Baby Keem]
I'm balling with my friends
Staring at the money in a trance
Lil' baby, can I be your mans?
I might have to buy her OnlyFans
Huh? She gave me pussy as just friends
I feel like nothing but a middleman
I'm done, baby, I can't be your friend
You might give the pussy to my mans

[Baby Keem]
Huh? Ugh, you toxic
Ah-ha-ha-ha, you toxic
You wanna stay? Don't stay late
Do you not like your house? Hate your place?
Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
Spent half a mil' on Grandma house and then I zoomed
Got way more money than my peers, you would assume
In competition with myself, I cannot lose
What we gon' eat?
I don't do Nobu, baby, that's him, not me
We f*ck, wakе up, you go, we go to
London, we up, the top floor, еatin' soul food
I don't wanna eat nothin' else
It's new, I wanna see your room
It's new, I wanna fix your wounds
It's new, bitch, I'ma, ha, ooh

[Baby Keem]
I'm balling with my friends (Hee-hee)
Staring at the money in a trance (Hee-hee)
Lil' baby, can I be your mans? (Hee-hee)
I might have to buy her OnlyFans (Hee-hee)
Huh? She gave me pussy as just friends
I feel like nothing but a middleman
I'm done, baby, I can't be your friend
You might give the pussy to my mans

[Don Toliver & Baby Keem]
I love to spend it, she coppin' levitators (Uh-huh)
I took her out to eat, I took her out to Denny's
She always call me plenty, drunky-drunky off the Remy (Uh-huh)
Sometimes no callback and Donny tooked off on the Henny
I'm touchin' down in your city just to get it litty (Uh-huh)
Better check the bar when we in the strip, we throwin' fifty (Go, yeah)
Do not be the Ghost, you can't get too close (Nah)
Shawty be doin' the most (Ooh), one hand better ride that roll
Xannies got me goin' down, put me in my mode
I just ate lil' baby up, shawty taste like cocoa
Ten feet, down deep, then I'm here and gone (Cocoa)
Got the beater out the sheets, you couldn't keep her home
Niggas pull up to the function, whip, I leave it on (Pull up)
I leave it on, Told you that I pack a punch

[Baby Keem]
I'm balling with my friends
Staring at the money in a trance
Lil' baby, can I be your mans?
I might have to buy her OnlyFans
Huh? She gave me pussy as just friends
I feel like nothing but a middleman
I'm done, baby, I can't be your friend
You might give the pussy to my mans

[Baby Keem]
Two freaks in the club, but they attitude trashy
Don't f*ck with broke boys, so the opps down bad
Baby Keem in the cut, she know that's a hefty tag, huh
I just put the whole 702 on my back
You ain't comin' home with us, please, don't you ask
I might throw a hundred ones, please, don't be mad
Tit-for-tat, goin' back and forth is not my passion
Took a trip to Paris to post another caption
It's too much liquor, I get it, huh
Steakhouse, takin' out, eight-hundred-dollar dinners, huh
Baby, go ahead and grab that, t-t-t-t-t-t-tease (Whew, whew, whew whew)
Bruises on your knees (Whew, whew, whew)
While I'm drinkin' tea (Whew, whew)
She gettin' teed, I hate when you tease
Don't try to hide your ass, we'll tag a picture on your back, huh
If that pussy good, there's a chance I get attached



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scars

I ask God (God)
Why this life you gave so hard?
Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars?
I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart
I ask God (God)
Why this life you gave so hard?
Why all the choices that I make tear us apart?
I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart

Yeah, yeah, already livin' my truths
Can't sabotage my love for nothing
'Member I had to choose, "Lord, help me" 'cause I couldn't say nothin'
This remind me of them days before I was buzzin'
Whеn my auntie told me
"Come insidе the house, you make a mess, I'll kick you out"
Don't saturate my love for some respect, I cannot vouch
Judgin' from my shoes and all they seein' is the couch
My moral what I stand on so I got up and I bounced

I ask God (God)
Why this life you gave so hard?
Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars?
I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart
I ask God (God)
Why this life you gave so hard?
Why all the choices that I make tear us apart?
I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart

(Mmm-mmm)
In the backseat, holdin' on for dear life, I must
(Mmm-mmm)
Runnin' them streets, thinkin' that I'll never get touched
(Mmm-mmm)
I've hit the point where enough is never enough, yeah
I gotta see my ceiling with those I trust (Ooh-ooh)
I'd rather feed my feelings with those I lust (Ooh-ooh)
You know what it means, I had low self-esteem
We was livin' on the east side
And I had to pack up my things when my mama was 'sleep
Two kisses to the peace sign
That's when life was on the decline
Two bus passes I'll be fine

I ask God (God)
Why this life you gave so hard?
Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars?
I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart
I ask God (God)
Why this life you gave so hard?
Why all the choices that I make tear us apart?
I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart


(Close your mind a little bit)
Can you blame us?
(Random thoughts in my head)
You can blame us
(Can't get the bad out my head)
Can you blame us?
(Is this from the pain I had)
Can you blame us? (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh)
I need a new fixation (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh)
Open the conversations (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh)
Starting to lose my patience (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh)
Inviting new temptations

I ask God (God)
Why this life you gave so hard?
Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars?
I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart
I ask God (God)
Why this life you gave so hard?
Why all the choices that I make tear us apart?
I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart



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​durag activity

[Baby Keem]
Freak bitch keep starin' at the Draco
Type to lob up all my summer, make my days long
F*ck up a bitch nigga in my bae clothes
Askin' question, all my friends are fake hoes
Double R, no triple six, you're typin' less
Used to do it nine to five, no double shift
If he don't share the ho, he's not my friend
He playin' greedy with the bitch, come get your mans

[Baby Keem & Travis Scott]
Durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench, yes, yes, you big stench (Yeah)
You big stench in my life, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench (Ooh)

[Travis Scott]
Your energy is triple six and mine is blessed (Ooh)
Thank God I put them crosses on before we met (Yeah, ooh)
What time we takin' off today? My type of stress (Stress, ooh)
I send them boys, my boys surprise, they gon' collect (Ooh, yeah)
Ain't seen your ass in 'bout two weeks, but how you doin'? (Ooh)
But this Bugatti cost me three, I ten-to-two it (Ooh, yeah)
Ooh, Jacques, you a asshole (Yeah, oh)
If it's beef, it's pedigree, my dogs gon' chew it (Yeah, chew)
Takin' blues right after blues is how she blew it (Yeah, ah)
Ate the whole bag 'fore it got to me, she runnin' through it (Yeah)
Keep talkin' wreck when we do crashes, have insurance
Talkin' money when I'm on the Peloton for the endurance
Got IQ and she cute, so she special (Yeah, yeah)
And I like the way she bounce it, instrumental (Instru-)
I can't fall in love, it's f*ckin' up my mental (F*ckin' up my mental)
I can't f*ck with bitch niggas on the menstrual (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Too good, 2 AM, I need the fade (Yeah, yeah)
I like you at 4 AM when it ain't safe (It ain't safe)
And she with it, with the blicky when it's late (Late)
She roll me one, I dick her down, she tie my braids up (Yeah)
She go out, I go in, it's okay (Alright)
She keep powder on her nose, it's not no makeup (It's lit)
Bandana silky on her braids is how they lay up
She need a light, she need a taste- taste- ta- ta- ta-

[Baby Keem]
Durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench

[Baby Keem]
Huh, I'm big rich
Go run that comma, tell your mama, ho-ho
You know I'm crazy like my mama, ho-ho
You know I get it from my mama, ho-ho
Don't talk to your mama crazy, ho-ho, have a baby, ho
Give me top and braid my hair, not while I'm prayin', though
Don't be eyeballin' your sister, ho-ho, smokin' mystical
Two hoes gettin' physical, huh, more like scissorin'
Kiss a bitch, no Listerine, clitoris flickerin'
Pussy taste like tangerine
You went back to your ex on me, huh, just to flex on me
But that shit don't mean anything, quit textin' me
You got an innocent face, I stroke it
You got good taste, when we met, I left you frozen
I know you wanna be a rich nigga focus
You love me because I get the check and throw it

[Baby Keem]
Durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Huh-huh, durag activity
Big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench



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booman

Huh, I beat the back out the bitch
I walk in barefoot like Rick
This not the time to confess
Sleep with two phones on my chest
Yesterday, I was just broke, today, I look sexy and blessed
Every time I come back home, baby girl kiss on my neck
These girls keep calling me handsome, flew out to England and I'm with Lil Mexico
Cropping that bitch out my pic' because she too thick, she must be a messy ho (Yeah, yeah)
Put that on my kids
I'm tired of the boogers, these big protein boogers, get that weak shit out of my face
I gotta be honest, I cannot be happy unless my whole team get a taste
NDA rent, cancel your ass yesterday 'cause a nigga gon' die 'bout respect, huh

Uh, I'm sexy and blessed
Uh, I'm sexy and blessed
Hol' up, I'm sexy and blessed
Uh, I'm sexy and blessed

Ayy, smoke in the basket, uh
I'm in a casket 'cause I get ratchet, uh
King of the fashion, you can't get active
Beat your ass up for it, I caught you lackin'
Eat your ass up for it, I caught you brackin'
Kick your ass up for it, I'm with the drama
Front of your mama, front of your daddy, your sister, your aunt
200K taxes, please do not sue me, I can't afford to buy Paul June a blunt, uh
Bitch, hand me the rock
Rock band on me and I look attractive
Holding up five fingers, my numbers are brackin'
Barbarian shit, Barbarian tactic
My name is Booman, my name is not Jeff
I told you that I am a Barbarian
I told you that I am a Barbarian
I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you

Uh, I'm sexy and blessed
Uh, I'm sexy and blessed
Hol' up, I'm sexy and blessed
Uh, I'm sexy and blessed



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first order of business

Woah, yeah
First order of business, dawg, I gotta thank my mama
Second order of business, share the blessings, no more trauma
Third order of business, do good deeds and get good karma
First order of business, get this money to my shorty
Loyalty and gratitude, the only thing you swear me
Will you be the person that's gon' love me in my forties?

First order of business, dawg, I gotta shake the toxic
All this back and forth, it's weighing heavy on my conscience
When I met your sister, she said, "This nigga's obnoxious"
F*ck the ones comin' for me
Can't focus on thе petty, they'll come back and dеstroy me
Why she speakin' anyway? She f*ckin' her employees
I ain't even asked, but the room was way too noisy

Yeah
First order of business, dawg, I gotta thank my mama
Second order of business, share the blessings, no more trauma
Third order of business, do good deeds and get good karma
First order of business, get this money to my shorty
Loyalty and gratitude, the only thing you swear me
Will you be the person that's gon' love me in my forties?

Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth before I see my queen (Tick, tick, tick, ka-boom)
Wow, who are you? (Ka-boom) Bitch, I'm two-phone Baby Keem
I think you're selfish, I like soul food
Pussy taste like soul food, that's why you've been my go-to
And that's my whole thing (That's my thing), I do whole things (That's my thing)
She go both ways (That's my thing), you had a ho phase
Pussy good, so I come through on my worst days
Like I should, tell me if I'm understood

Yeah
First order of business, dawg, I gotta thank my mama
Second order of business, share the blessings, no more trauma
Third order of business, do good deeds and get good karma
First order of business, get this money to my shorty
Loyalty and gratitude, the only thing you swear me
Will you be the person that's gon' love me in my forties?



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vent

[Kendrick Lamar]
Have you ever been punched in your motherf*ckin' face?
What you say? Oh, you haven't? Alright, wait, bitch

[Baby Keem]
Two-phone Baby Keem, f*ck you mean? I am here, ho
Ice cream, booger colored piss, Sub-Zero
No ho hookers in my clique, we don't fear, ho
Lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit
I gotta wait
I gotta politic, I got a bae
Ain't no apologies when I get paid
A dermatologist, I want the face
Don't talk to me when I stomp in this bitch, ho, ho
Pussy watery, I duck the tuna fish, ho, ho
Yeah, uh, these niggas actin' like groupie, huh
Lil' bitch, she wanna get mad 'cause I keep on lookin' all in her booby, huh
I got the furniture options, my U-Haul moving coochie to coochie, huh
I buy the toe when I shop it, rock band on toosie, now I look spooky, huh, huh
Easy there, boy
Shit get greedy there, boy
I rep pg there, boy
My gang need me there, boy
If my sex tape leak, your bitch on TV there, boy
Watch her please me there, boy (Lil' baby get on my nerves)
Shit get greedy there, boy (Lil' baby get on my nerves)
I must admit, I am a mess, I cannot fix it, mm
Lil' baby thick, Margiela sweats, look at my dick print, mm
F*ck all the rats, if you confess, that is a big hit, huh
F*ck all the rats, if you confess, it get addressed, bitch

[Kendrick Lamar]
Have you ever been punched in your motherf*ckin' face?
What you say? Oh, you haven't? Alright, wait, bitch

I want the fade (I want the fade)
Give me my fade, I want the fade
I need the fade (I need my-)
We gotta fade, give me my fade (Fade)
We gotta fade (Fade)
Give me my fade, I want the fade (I)
I need the fade (Fade)
Run me my fade (Fade)



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16

Born into status, tell nobody that you never had it
Don't tell nobody that you was abandoned
I'm the only one that know about your tragedy
I can't feel sorry when you lost, random
I can't feel sorry, you're a lost ransom
Drown yourself in expensive fabrics
I think you picked up a lot of bad habits
Just appreciate yourself

Won't you think about you and I?
Just grab my hand and look me in the eye
But this ain't something you should decide
This ain't something that you should decide
Won't you think about you and I?
Just grab my hand and look me in the eye
But this ain't something you should decide
This ain't something that you should decide

Born into status, tell nobody that you never had it
Don't tell nobody that you was abandoned
I'm the only one that know about your tragedy
I can't feel sorry 'casue you're trust random
I can't feel sorry, you're a lost ransom
Drown yourself in expensive fabrics
I think you picked up a lot of bad habits
Just appreciate yourself

Won't you think about you and I?
Just grab my hand and look me in the eye
But this ain't something you should decide
This ain't something that you should decide
Won't you think about you and I?
Just grab my hand and look me in the eye
But this ain't something you should decide
This ain't something that you should decide

My mama mad at me, I know I f*cked up big
My girl mad at me, I know I f*cked up big
What's love? I guess I'll never understand
Every time I say sorry, I do that shit again
Check, check, check, I made a promise
That I would never leave you stressed, I will be honest
I should have never sent that text, I will be honest
I'm sorry for the things I said, I will be honest

Won't you think about you and I?
Just grab my hand and look me in the eye
But this ain't something you should decide
This ain't something that you should decide
Won't you think about you and I?
Just grab my hand and look me in the eye
But this ain't something you should decide
This ain't something that you should decide
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