Baby Money - Chrome Heart lyrics
Baby Money [Carlos Deshawn Fischer] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Baby Money - Chrome Heart lyrics]
(Easy money)
I was raised around soldiers, boy
I dare a nigga try
Fuck a drive-by, get close up
Swear a nigga dyin'
When you hear that fah-fah
Niggas goin' bye bye
Spit a hundred out a Drac'
And leave your face lopside
I was born inside the struggle
We ain't have no cabbage
Two bedrooms, one room with four mattress
I ain't have no legroom in that old wagon
Now I ride around the town in a 4MATIC
He tried to look me in my eyes
I made 'em roll backwards
Leave your bitch inside the crib
'cause I'm ho stabbin'
In Miami in a Phantom, yeah, I'm ghost ridin'
The whole time I'm out the way
I got my bro slidin' i turned a twenty rack
Play into forty thousand
You hear that boom from the chop, nigga
Don't worry 'bout it
He tried to beef where you died
And got buried by you
Let me see that shit you talk
Ain't tryna hear about it
Shit, it's somethin' in my heart tellin'
Me all these niggas fake
It's somethin' in my heart tellin'
Me all these niggas snakes
It's somethin' in my heart, shit
I'm thinkin' it's the drank
It's somethin' in my heart
I gotta get up out the way
It's somethin' in my heart
I gotta get up out the streets
It's somethin' in my heart tellin' me
All the streets need me
It's somethin' in my heart
I can't even feel my heart beatin'
Ain't no blood in my heart, shit
I feel my heart leakin'
Niggas' stomachs sick wakin' up
Knowin' I'm the one
I know Rhonda wake up happily
Knowin' I'm her son
How you move a thousand 'bows
You ain't never heard a crumb?
Say you moved a hundred birds
You ain't never heard of one
Plus it's forty on my neck
Sixty on my wrist, trappin' got me this
Baby, all that shit they talkin'
Niggas actin' like they rich
Take your ho, fucked the lil' bitch
Check her off my list
It's a blue-out for the gang
That's a section full of Crips
Too much money in the streets to
Be stretchin' for a bitch
If your mans real, nigga, ask this question
Is he rich?
Twenty bustdowns and foreigns when we
Steppin' in the strip
Too many Percs in my system
Think it's fuckin' with my feelings
Shit, it's somethin' in my heart tellin'
Me all these niggas fake
It's somethin' in my heart tellin'
Me all these niggas snakes
It's somethin' in my heart, shit
I'm thinkin' it's the drank
It's somethin' in my heart
I gotta get up out the way
It's somethin' in my heart
I gotta get up out the streets
It's somethin' in my heart tellin' me
All the streets need me
It's somethin' in my heart
I can't even feel my heart beatin'
Ain't no blood in my heart, shit
I feel my heart leakin'
I was raised around soldiers, boy
I dare a nigga try
Fuck a drive-by, get close up
Swear a nigga dyin'
When you hear that fah-fah
Niggas goin' bye bye
Spit a hundred out a Drac'
And leave your face lopside
I was born inside the struggle
We ain't have no cabbage
Two bedrooms, one room with four mattress
I ain't have no legroom in that old wagon
Now I ride around the town in a 4MATIC
He tried to look me in my eyes
I made 'em roll backwards
Leave your bitch inside the crib
'cause I'm ho stabbin'
In Miami in a Phantom, yeah, I'm ghost ridin'
The whole time I'm out the way
I got my bro slidin' i turned a twenty rack
Play into forty thousand
You hear that boom from the chop, nigga
Don't worry 'bout it
He tried to beef where you died
And got buried by you
Let me see that shit you talk
Ain't tryna hear about it
Shit, it's somethin' in my heart tellin'
Me all these niggas fake
It's somethin' in my heart tellin'
Me all these niggas snakes
It's somethin' in my heart, shit
I'm thinkin' it's the drank
It's somethin' in my heart
I gotta get up out the way
It's somethin' in my heart
I gotta get up out the streets
It's somethin' in my heart tellin' me
All the streets need me
It's somethin' in my heart
I can't even feel my heart beatin'
Ain't no blood in my heart, shit
I feel my heart leakin'
Niggas' stomachs sick wakin' up
Knowin' I'm the one
I know Rhonda wake up happily
Knowin' I'm her son
How you move a thousand 'bows
You ain't never heard a crumb?
Say you moved a hundred birds
You ain't never heard of one
Plus it's forty on my neck
Sixty on my wrist, trappin' got me this
Baby, all that shit they talkin'
Niggas actin' like they rich
Take your ho, fucked the lil' bitch
Check her off my list
It's a blue-out for the gang
That's a section full of Crips
Too much money in the streets to
Be stretchin' for a bitch
If your mans real, nigga, ask this question
Is he rich?
Twenty bustdowns and foreigns when we
Steppin' in the strip
Too many Percs in my system
Think it's fuckin' with my feelings
Shit, it's somethin' in my heart tellin'
Me all these niggas fake
It's somethin' in my heart tellin'
Me all these niggas snakes
It's somethin' in my heart, shit
I'm thinkin' it's the drank
It's somethin' in my heart
I gotta get up out the way
It's somethin' in my heart
I gotta get up out the streets
It's somethin' in my heart tellin' me
All the streets need me
It's somethin' in my heart
I can't even feel my heart beatin'
Ain't no blood in my heart, shit
I feel my heart leakin'