Babyface Ray - Me, Wife & Kids lyrics

This nigga, man
Every day, I hear Babyface Ray
Who the fuck is this nigga?
Hello?
Ayy

You know I go hard 'cause I got habit's
(Yeah)
I got status (Yeah)
I don't know if the love real or not
(Love fake)
Pain pills explain it all
I don't feel a lot
(Uh, uh)
Oh, you thug? Fuck your bodies
Nigga still'll die
I'ma tell you like this
They gon' give me respect
(Real)
Bring the real ones back
Let's kill all the rats


Take the Tris off the market
Need a seal of the Act'
(Seal of the Act')
You ain't really gotta flex when
You livin' like that
(When you livin' like that)

Blowin' money fast, still ain't hit my lit
(Still ain't hit my)
Crash, hop up out it
Got me jumpin' the fence
(I'm gone)
It ain't all good, but it is what it is
(It is what it is)
Bought it six times, me, wife, and the kids
(No cap)
Rap game, trap cool, off-white brick
Whip, whip, rip, had to ice my wrist
(Had to ice my wrist)
Took it out of bounds just to fight my pit
(Yeah)
Just to get to me, she gon' eat my bitch
(She gon' eat my bitch)

This money been turnin' me evil
I can't lie
(Nah)
Pull up, scratch off with a bag like takeout
I can't slow down
I'm cuttin' the brake line
Shit just like a robbery, nigga
Just stay down
(Yeah)
Stash in the foreign
I'm feelin' like James Bond
Brodie, you can eat, just long as I make mine
(Ah)
She can get whatever
Just long as she ain't lyin'
(Ah)
Gang watch your crib
You know you can't waste mine
Motor City, tell the truth
Who fuckin' with me?
Reaper come and get you, nigga
Neo couldn't duck these switches
When the bosses talkin', lil' nigga
Mind your fuckin' business
Goyard tote all blue, stuff a hundred in it
Year 'round
We been grindin' like the summer ended
(For real)
Hate playin' stepdad, I been sonnin' niggas
Could be the paper or the Percs
I been fuckin' itchin'
Stay true, tell it how it is
So they love a nigga
(Yeah)

Blowin' money fast, still ain't hit my lit
Crash, hop up out it
Got me jumpin' the fence
(Yeah)
It ain't all good, but it is what it is
Bought it six times, me, wife, and the kids
(Real)
Rap game, trap cool, off-white brick
(Off-white brick)
Whip, whip, rip, had to ice my wrist
(Whip, whip, whip)
Took it out of bounds just to fight my pit
Just to get to me, she gon' eat my bitch
(She gon' eat my bitch)

Just to get to me, they gon' play-
What? Hmm? Yeah
Ayy, just to get to me
She gon' eat my bitch
Stay down, you gon' come up, nigga
(For real)
Big glizzy, can't run up, nigga
They snatch you, just shut up
Blood on the money
Pack still gettin' cut up
I just bought an oldie
At the shop gettin' done up
(Yeah)
Nah, I ain't trap
I'm just movin' off survival
Tryna figure out how to
Sell the church Bibles
Hustlin' for real, man
This shit in my veins
All that movin' loose
You gon' end up a stain
(Nigga)
Twenty-five years, brodie still in the game
I told him put the bag down
He say that's how he get paid
He tryna find his way out
You know that shit like a maze
Since I lost my nigga Snoopy
Ain't been feelin' the same

Blowin' money fast, still ain't hit my lit
(Hit my)
Crash, hop up out it
Got me jumpin' the fence
(I'm gone)
It ain't all good, but it is what it is
(It is what it is)
Bought it six times, me, wife, and the kids
(No cap)
Rap game, trap cool, off-white brick
Whip, whip, rip, had to ice my wrist
(Had to ice my wrist)
Took it out of bounds just to fight my pit
(Yeah)
Just to get to me, she gon' eat my bitch
(She gon' eat my bitch)

Hello?
Man, how you
How you don't know who that is?
Bro, you know I don't
Nigga, I'm not tuned into
Nobody but the people
That I fuck with on the regular
Bro
You trippin', didn't they tell
Didn't they tell who he was?
What they told you 'bout him when
They was tellin' you 'bout him?
Nigga, all I know
This nigga from Detroit somewhere or
Somewhere he rap like that
What you heard 'bout him?