Babyface Ray - Walk lyrics
Babyface Ray [Marcellus Rayvon Register] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Babyface Ray - Walk lyrics]
You got any music? (1800 For you)
1800 For you
Is most of y’all been real niggas
Know to y’all just lil Niggas
Think they know it all, tell it all
You crack it seal with em’
How I’m supposed to feel niggas
I’m still in the field with it
Lil nigga hope you bout’ that action
I’m for real with it
Lil baby she just want some time
Come and chill with me
Gotta ride the spot on the
Ground count pills with me
Every time I see you, you with pole
What you kill niggas?
Heard about them losses I done took
Yea I still get it
I’m with owner at NoJo’s with
My homie like lil boast
Can’t be taking no photos or they
Be kicking in yo door
I’m still around here playing possum
With enough for a photo
Cause they be pointing fingers laughing if
A nigga evеr go broke
Aye call that other Jack
Talking crazy likе that
I had a thumb my lil hoe
Some we just countin’ 80 Racks
Niggas went in like they killers they
Just want they baby back
Speaking down pillow talking
Why the fuck you saying that? Why
The fuck you paying that?
You don’t know your homie got em’?
You don’t know about legal money
Merchandise and bank deposit's?
You don’t know about drank and drugs why
You think I always got it?
Cause I need I ain’t tell you
I was fucking up my pockets
Waited on my turn
Niggas waited and they plotted
I ain’t even started niggas saying I’m iconic
I just put it on now they rock it how ironic
Every time they got me down bad
I wiggled out it nigga
1800 For you
Is most of y’all been real niggas
Know to y’all just lil Niggas
Think they know it all, tell it all
You crack it seal with em’
How I’m supposed to feel niggas
I’m still in the field with it
Lil nigga hope you bout’ that action
I’m for real with it
Lil baby she just want some time
Come and chill with me
Gotta ride the spot on the
Ground count pills with me
Every time I see you, you with pole
What you kill niggas?
Heard about them losses I done took
Yea I still get it
I’m with owner at NoJo’s with
My homie like lil boast
Can’t be taking no photos or they
Be kicking in yo door
I’m still around here playing possum
With enough for a photo
Cause they be pointing fingers laughing if
A nigga evеr go broke
Aye call that other Jack
Talking crazy likе that
I had a thumb my lil hoe
Some we just countin’ 80 Racks
Niggas went in like they killers they
Just want they baby back
Speaking down pillow talking
Why the fuck you saying that? Why
The fuck you paying that?
You don’t know your homie got em’?
You don’t know about legal money
Merchandise and bank deposit's?
You don’t know about drank and drugs why
You think I always got it?
Cause I need I ain’t tell you
I was fucking up my pockets
Waited on my turn
Niggas waited and they plotted
I ain’t even started niggas saying I’m iconic
I just put it on now they rock it how ironic
Every time they got me down bad
I wiggled out it nigga