Babyface Ray - Start This Over lyrics
Babyface Ray [Marcellus Rayvon Register] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Babyface Ray - Start This Over lyrics]
(K'Den Ju) k’Den Ju
Amen, it's a blessing
So I almost threw a fucking blessing
No, I said amen
Bitch, don't touch me if we ain’t fuckin'
I got a couple stashed
You ain't even gotta tuck 'em
It's 5 in the morning
You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin’
Couldn’t never get a job so
I learned how to hustle
You fucked bro and you fucked me
How can I love you?
Fuck niggas, they stabbed me in my back
How can I trust 'em?
I’m infatuated with the money
I don't discuss 'em
I held on to 'em for a minute, up the numbers
She gave me her number, I ain’t even call her
I ain't even text her
I ain't even stress her
Ran into her one night and then I blessed her
She ate a nigga dick all
Night as her profession confession
Nigga, I'll ride with the MAC myself
Fuck protection fuck security
Man, I had that bag touch down
Every month like her period shit serious
Turn my backyard to aquarium
Turn my front yard to a dealership
They know me at Revive, I
Got a membership, nigga, yeah
Shit we shop for, you can't get that yet
I heard your main ho fuckin', oh
You sick 'bout that
All that love lost, you can't get that back
I caught dawg lackin', I'll be right back
In the middle of the summer, we got snow
We got blow
We got green, gettin' money, want more
I just bought a sixteen, sold a six
Drunk a four i got another four left
I'm on my way to the store niggas in my DM
"What you pay for that coat?"
I don't know, I was high
When I bought it, boy, you broke
In a foreign with my bitch laughin' at you
You a joke
I just left the club, runnin' every light
I'm gettin' ghost
Quick to step on the fuckin'
Work like a roach (yeah)
Bitch, I sit back, call shots, I'm a coach
(yeah) niggas keep talkin' 'bout they
Shooters run a zone (Huh?)
Park across the street, run the light
See if he home
I'm in Cali in traffic, van off-white
I sip that poison and it got a
Nigga sleep like I'm Snow White
Man, I swear I wasn't corrupted my whole life
I had options, a nigga chose the wrong life
Nigga on the 'Gram say it's on sight
Seent his ass in the club
And had a money fight
Nigga tried to throw back, he
Had a long night, fuck
You gon' make me rain for the whole night
(yeah) i got a cold bitch, got a cold Sprite
Got a couple RP's, got 'em on ice
I swear that roll feel like I'm on dice
I'm leavin' with a bankroll
If it's good right
You say the narcs on the left, nigga
Go right i strap my nuts and get it in
That's on bro life
Bring it back from the beginning
Amen, it's a blessing
So I almost threw a fucking blessing
No, I said amen
Bitch, don't touch me if we ain’t fuckin'
I got a couple stashed
You ain't even gotta tuck 'em
It's 5 in the morning
You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin’
Couldn’t never get a job so
I learned how to hustle
You fucked bro and you fucked me
How can I love you?
Fuck niggas, they stabbed me in my back
How can I trust 'em?
I’m infatuated with the money
I don't discuss 'em
I held on to 'em for a minute, up the numbers
She gave me her number, I ain’t even call her
I ain't even text her
I ain't even stress her
Ran into her one night and then I blessed her
She ate a nigga dick all
Night as her profession confession
Nigga, I'll ride with the MAC myself
Fuck protection fuck security
Man, I had that bag touch down
Every month like her period shit serious
Turn my backyard to aquarium
Turn my front yard to a dealership
They know me at Revive, I
Got a membership, nigga, yeah
Shit we shop for, you can't get that yet
I heard your main ho fuckin', oh
You sick 'bout that
All that love lost, you can't get that back
I caught dawg lackin', I'll be right back
In the middle of the summer, we got snow
We got blow
We got green, gettin' money, want more
I just bought a sixteen, sold a six
Drunk a four i got another four left
I'm on my way to the store niggas in my DM
"What you pay for that coat?"
I don't know, I was high
When I bought it, boy, you broke
In a foreign with my bitch laughin' at you
You a joke
I just left the club, runnin' every light
I'm gettin' ghost
Quick to step on the fuckin'
Work like a roach (yeah)
Bitch, I sit back, call shots, I'm a coach
(yeah) niggas keep talkin' 'bout they
Shooters run a zone (Huh?)
Park across the street, run the light
See if he home
I'm in Cali in traffic, van off-white
I sip that poison and it got a
Nigga sleep like I'm Snow White
Man, I swear I wasn't corrupted my whole life
I had options, a nigga chose the wrong life
Nigga on the 'Gram say it's on sight
Seent his ass in the club
And had a money fight
Nigga tried to throw back, he
Had a long night, fuck
You gon' make me rain for the whole night
(yeah) i got a cold bitch, got a cold Sprite
Got a couple RP's, got 'em on ice
I swear that roll feel like I'm on dice
I'm leavin' with a bankroll
If it's good right
You say the narcs on the left, nigga
Go right i strap my nuts and get it in
That's on bro life
Bring it back from the beginning