Babyface Ray - Masterpiece lyrics

[Babyface Ray - Masterpiece lyrics]

(Pooh, you a fool for this one) yeah

I'm tryna take off like a rocket ship
She told me, "Boy, put down that
Cup, " 'cause it's killin' me
Got some advice from my doctor bitch
I made a blueprint and it's
For you, my niggas
It feel like my biggest accomplishment
I grew in the trenches
Just boys in the hood and I ride
For my niggas like Monster did
You workin', I'm workin' too
Sunday, I'm cleanin' my dirty shoes
I took brodie clothes and I went to school
That money can't help you forget the truth
Just knock down your shots when
You hit your move them mans in my pocket
Got me switch and move
These niggas ain't right
So they diss his groovе
They tellin' me shit that I'm tеllin' you
Just follow your gut, what I tell the youth
I went to the game with my chains on
Some shit I learned, wish I never knew
That money machine my ringtone
You know how it is, you know how it get
Just make sure you livin' with zero regrets
I looked in the mirror
And couldn't notice myself
When my pockets were bulgin', I Polo my belt
For real

Kids scream, "Beamer"
When I'm in these streets
Left wrist Picasso, masterpiece
Free my wolves and enhance the beef
I know God got plans for me
Know opp niggas like fans to me
Rap game still got bags for cheap
You're up, that's doin' bad to me
I don't flex bands, I'm stashin' these
Kids scream, "Beamer"
When I'm in these streets
Left wrist Picasso, masterpiece
Free my wolves and enhance the beef
I know God got plans for me
Know opp niggas like fans to me
Rap game still got bags for cheap
You're up, that's doin' bad to me
I don't flex bands, I'm stashin' these

You workin', I'm workin' too
That bitch that you with just a fuck
She ain't worth some food
I'm thirsty for purple juice
I can get sixty for Perkys, the thirty blue
I need me a turban too i'm blowin' on gas
My prices be raisin' like every day
Pimpin', made money off Mary J
Turn up the tracks in a figure eight
I had to visit my jeweler
He told me I'm cooler than
All this ice in here
Man, my whole life been a
Movie, I traveled the world
I made sure the price was fair
Man, it's a dirty world, I'm
Keepin' it on me
They thought I had license to carry
You know it's pure in my heart
But my violence be dark
It's startin' to bother my spirit
No cut shit, too raw for they ears
No cuffs on, I'ma switch 'em for diamonds
Time is money, this bitch'll get thousands
Investin' in watches
Ain't fuckin' with houses
I'm on G6s, two hoes in the shower
We on G6s, they over the clouds
First I was sick, but I'm over it now
I had to tell baby, "You know what I got
You know where I come from"
Ain't buyin' these tickets these
Niggas be sellin'
I know they ain't done nothin'
You get it, just keep that shit to yourself
I'm keepin' it one hundred
Missed school since a youngin, I'm
Tight with the bird
I'm feelin' like Young Money

You know what I mean, mean

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