Imma kill it
Rapping verses about what im feeling
My sister just got out of prison
Who am i supposed to hang around
All my siblings
Its feelings
Counting the pills and we sell em
My name is baby savage
And nobody can take my crown
On this beat
Im drilling spitting these bars im feeling
Dont nobody really get it
Im really the best around
Momma raised
A savage
Im selling that shit cause im rappin
Im getting that paper im stacking
Im gonna make it out no doubt
Please dont get disrespectful
My loved ones keep it prepin
Dont say shit if you aint steppin
We dont mind putting that check in
You aint ever gonna see me again
And no we cant be friends
Im not gonna sit back and pretend
You didnt do shit wrong when you did
Had me talking bout kids
Hope you get your shit together cause
Reality check
You aint shit
I just wanna wear diamonds
While i piss a nice home made a brick
A big family
Husband and
About 4 kids
I aint asking for much
Imma get it how i can
You bitches aint real
You aint use no clip
Bet you cant walk that shit
Mama made us walk that shit
And if them tears fall
You better boss up bitch
We aint cut from cloth
We cut from bricks
Just worry bout your circle
And stay out the mix
Im waiting for my turn
I gotta get my fix
This paper on my mind
Im falling for your tricks
Move on with the fake love
How that plot twist
I gotta get this pain off my shoulders
Lately ive been over pour in
Im srry i cant get to you
These feelings feel foreign
Ive never had this much pain before
You took advantage of my feeling and im done
You wont ever see me again
And no we cant be friends
Im not gonna sit back and pretend like you aint did wrong when you did
How you talking bout kids
Hope you get your shit together cause reality check
You aint shit
Imma kill it
Rapping verses about what im feeling
My sister just got out of prison
Who am i supposed to hang around
All my siblings
Its feelings
Counting the pills and we sell em
My name is baby savage
And nobody can take my crown
On this beat
Im drilling spitting these bars im feeling
Dont nobody really get it
Im really the best around
Momma raised
A savage
Im selling that shit cause im rappin
Im getting that paper im stacking
Im gonna make it out no doubt
Bad Drug - Heavenly (feat. Baby Savage) Lyrics
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Imma kill it
Rapping verses about what im feeling
My sister just got out of prison
Who am i supposed to hang around
All my siblings
Its feelings
Counting the pills and we sell em
My name is baby savage
And nobody can take my crown
On this beat
Im drilling spitting these bars im feeling
Dont nobody really get it
Im really the best around
Momma raised
A savage
Im selling that shit cause im rappin
Im getting that paper im stacking
Im gonna make it out no doubt
Please dont get disrespectful
My loved ones keep it prepin
Dont say shit if you aint steppin
We dont mind putting that check in
You aint ever gonna see me again
And no we cant be friends
Im not gonna sit back and pretend
You didnt do shit wrong when you did
Had me talking bout kids
Hope you get your shit together cause
Reality check
You aint shit
I just wanna wear diamonds
While i piss a nice home made a brick
A big family
Husband and
About 4 kids
I aint asking for much
Imma get it how i can
You bitches aint real
You aint use no clip
Bet you cant walk that shit
Mama made us walk that shit
And if them tears fall
You better boss up bitch
We aint cut from cloth
We cut from bricks
Just worry bout your circle
And stay out the mix
Im waiting for my turn
I gotta get my fix
This paper on my mind
Im falling for your tricks
Move on with the fake love
How that plot twist
I gotta get this pain off my shoulders
Lately ive been over pour in
Im srry i cant get to you
These feelings feel foreign
Ive never had this much pain before
You took advantage of my feeling and im done
You wont ever see me again
And no we cant be friends
Im not gonna sit back and pretend like you aint did wrong when you did
How you talking bout kids
Hope you get your shit together cause reality check
You aint shit
Imma kill it
Rapping verses about what im feeling
My sister just got out of prison
Who am i supposed to hang around
All my siblings
Its feelings
Counting the pills and we sell em
My name is baby savage
And nobody can take my crown
On this beat
Im drilling spitting these bars im feeling
Dont nobody really get it
Im really the best around
Momma raised
A savage
Im selling that shit cause im rappin
Im getting that paper im stacking
Im gonna make it out no doubt
Rapping verses about what im feeling
My sister just got out of prison
Who am i supposed to hang around
All my siblings
Its feelings
Counting the pills and we sell em
My name is baby savage
And nobody can take my crown
On this beat
Im drilling spitting these bars im feeling
Dont nobody really get it
Im really the best around
Momma raised
A savage
Im selling that shit cause im rappin
Im getting that paper im stacking
Im gonna make it out no doubt
Please dont get disrespectful
My loved ones keep it prepin
Dont say shit if you aint steppin
We dont mind putting that check in
You aint ever gonna see me again
And no we cant be friends
Im not gonna sit back and pretend
You didnt do shit wrong when you did
Had me talking bout kids
Hope you get your shit together cause
Reality check
You aint shit
I just wanna wear diamonds
While i piss a nice home made a brick
A big family
Husband and
About 4 kids
I aint asking for much
Imma get it how i can
You bitches aint real
You aint use no clip
Bet you cant walk that shit
Mama made us walk that shit
And if them tears fall
You better boss up bitch
We aint cut from cloth
We cut from bricks
Just worry bout your circle
And stay out the mix
Im waiting for my turn
I gotta get my fix
This paper on my mind
Im falling for your tricks
Move on with the fake love
How that plot twist
I gotta get this pain off my shoulders
Lately ive been over pour in
Im srry i cant get to you
These feelings feel foreign
Ive never had this much pain before
You took advantage of my feeling and im done
You wont ever see me again
And no we cant be friends
Im not gonna sit back and pretend like you aint did wrong when you did
How you talking bout kids
Hope you get your shit together cause reality check
You aint shit
Imma kill it
Rapping verses about what im feeling
My sister just got out of prison
Who am i supposed to hang around
All my siblings
Its feelings
Counting the pills and we sell em
My name is baby savage
And nobody can take my crown
On this beat
Im drilling spitting these bars im feeling
Dont nobody really get it
Im really the best around
Momma raised
A savage
Im selling that shit cause im rappin
Im getting that paper im stacking
Im gonna make it out no doubt
Writer: KENNY BLACK, OSTEN HARVEY, MAKEBA RIDDICK
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Performed By: Bad Drug
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: KENNY BLACK, OSTEN HARVEY, MAKEBA RIDDICK