Babyfxce E - September 17th lyrics

It's with an X, nigga
(Big Drice on the beat, yeah) Fxce
Yeah, c'mon

I been MIA tryna change how I been livin'
Get that camera out my face
I ain't tryna take no pictures
She keep goin' through my phone
I got hoes, bae, i admit it
And if you give that pussy
Up, won't go find out
Just know you finished i turnt the city up
Only been rappin' for a lil' minute
I know I made it
People I don't know tryna fuck with my image
I think I'm fucked up
But everybody 'round me be tryna
Tell me I'm gifted
I got labels callin' my phone
I got everybody in my business
I know you not where you wanna be
But, it's a lot you gotta learn, yeah
Stop stressin', 'cause your turn gon' come
You just gotta wait your turn
This shit I'm smokin' on helpin' my heart
But, it's fuckin' up my brain
I know, I need to put that shit down
But, it's easin' all the pain (Naw, for real)
Limo tint on the windows of the Scat
You can't see shit (Not shit)
I told my mama next year around this time
We gon' be rich
I showed my niggas this song before
I finished it, they like, "Bitch
You tripped"
They tell my brother, "Lil' bro next, "
And he just smile and say, "I'm hip"
(He know it) rollin' out the pound
My brother treat 'em like they zips
(He rollin') they see me in my town
They already treat me like I'm rich
Man, this chopper hold me down
That's why I treat it like my bitch
They know I'm the golden child
My family treat me like I'm him
Load up the choppers
Put 'em in the striker before I sin
Can't nobody spin my block 'cause all
My niggas stay on ten
I been knowin' Zack since a youngin
So I treat him like my kin
I got my chopper, I ain't runnin', bitch
I'm thuggin' 'til the end (Thuggin')
It's crazy, i done came a long way from
When I first started this shit
And it's like, even after all that
I still got a long ways to go
I'm slidin' for my brothers wrong or right
Them niggas try us during the day
They gon' be dead before the night
My dog wouldn't ever come around new people
So all he know is bite
Before we had some money to
Get new cars, man, all we knew was strikes
392 Hellcat Durangos, this that striker music
Watch how I move
Pull my mask down and I get right into it
My nigga told me leave the streets
Alone and I started writing music
I beat a case, then went out of state and
I started fightin' new ones

(Ayo, Drice) yeah, uh (Run that shit back)