Featuring: ColdHeartedSavage Noodah05 Dirty Tay
Songwriter: ColdHeartedSavage Noodah05 Dirty Tay Section 8 Lil Baby
Producer: Section 8
[Intro: Lil Baby]
Mmm
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Feel like that "Dreams 2 Reality" beat
I'm tryna go whole 'nother way, though
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I asked God for forgiveness so I can't rap on niggas
But I let God be my witness that we done stepped on niggas
I can afford to buy a army, but I stopped buying pistols
But I just hope that you ain't in that car when we do catch up with 'em
Rather be the suspect than the victim
Keep my cool and beat the system
When I talk, my teeth start glistenin', that's the diamonds that's engraved
They like, "Who is them lil' niggas? They look like they getting paid"
You can tell that we don't play by the looks that's on our face
Heard the opps been throwin' shade, boy you know we play with K
Come through swinging in broad day, boy, you know I'm ready to pay
It ain't even bout no money, know they go in where I say
Plus I looked down when he was fucked up, he can't wait to straighten his face
Gotta get my mind out murder
VVSs fill my shirt up
Eighty racks to fill her purse up
With this shit, I lift her skirt up
Sloppy head, gotta lift my shirt up
Rest in peace, Juice, pour my syrup up
Drip or Drown, sippin' purple
It's a rat inside my circle
Damn, who you know gon' cop two Lambs same day, they gon' know who I am
Okay, turn my back on my fam, no way
My bitch so bad, goddamn
It's late, I'm up right now, I'm not playin, I'm stayin'
Hope the JackBoys know that I plan on sprayin'
Nah forreal, listen to what I'm sayin'
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Been through it all, had to shake it off, one of my dawgs was a flea
I been standing tall, I been going hard, ain't no nigga fucking with me
Walk inside the mall, everybody ball, whole entourage fresh as me
Rich young hitters, hopping out foreigns and we got Chargers and Jeeps
[Verse 2: ColdHeartedSavage]
No dissing in our song, but when we catch you, he gotta get it
Heard he dissing in this song, but 4PF, he better not mention
He used to be my dawg, but he switched up for a pretty penny
I was gon' say his name, but then again it'd be like I'm snitchin'
Baby, know he ain't gotta pay
I do it for free anytime, any day
When it come to the money, you know I get paid
We brag different, we hoppin' out Wraiths
Had to change the way I think, I was thinkin' 'bout murder
FNs and .223s, wet that boy shirt up
Yeah, they shot back, but they shot all the birds up
Lambo sit too low, we fuckin' the curb up
Shopping at Barneys, I'm sippin' this purple
4PF the gang, no rats in my circle
Not goin' down bad, don't care whatchu heard
She got them bags, you can get served
Opps get mad, we gettin' on they nerves
I fuck with Ced 'cause he stood on his worst
Dreams to reality, I know that they mad at me
[Verse 3: Noodah05]
I know that they mad at me, turnt dreams into reality
Catch the murder first degree, I won't let 'em murder me
I got tied so I know I ain't trippin'
Niggas mad, turn to bitches
They that we slide with glizzy
Spin they block until they dizzy
I been gambling with my life, hope Ion't roll a seven
Killers had a talk to God, he know he ain't gettin' ahead
Gotta be a man behind that wall, I know that you ain't ready
Popped his gun, they sat him down, he wasn't thinking steady
I been on a different method, going up, different levels
I been tryna change the motives, you took my humbleness for hoe-ness
Niggas acting like they know me, bust 'em down, take the Rollie
When you gettin' money, niggas notice, I won't let 'em lose focus
05
[Verse 4: Dirty Tay]
My partner took a different route, I'm still tryna figure out
I'm really gettin' the bag, ain't chasin' clout
Run up another sack, buy my momma a house
They can tell I'm gettin' paid by the way I talk
They can tell I'm steppin' by the way I walk
If bro say "Get him" then they already got him
Comin' up, ain't spark shit shit, GT [?]
I turnt my dreams into reality, I know everybody mad at me
I ain't nothin' like I used to be, but I'm going hard so get used to me
Nah, Ion't see no nigga using me, I'm still in where I'm posed to be
On look, they ain't approaching me
I fuck with bro but he ain't [?] with me
Prolly stay young, got crack in my sock
Golden in the hood, niggas set up shop
Cemetery hittin' these big boy blocks
Gotta [?], come buy a whole block
I ain't thought 'bout it, I really sling rock
I hang wit the robbers, Ion't fuck with the cops
Breaking my wrist in that bowl 'til it lock
And I been thru so much and I'm seen a lot
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Been through it all, had to shake it off, one of my dawgs was a flea
I been standing tall, I been going hard, ain't no nigga fucking with me
Walk inside the mall, everybody ball, whole entourage fresh as me
Rich young hitters, hopping out foreigns and we got Chargers and Jeeps
Mmm
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Feel like that "Dreams 2 Reality" beat
I'm tryna go whole 'nother way, though
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I asked God for forgiveness so I can't rap on niggas
But I let God be my witness that we done stepped on niggas
I can afford to buy a army, but I stopped buying pistols
But I just hope that you ain't in that car when we do catch up with 'em
Rather be the suspect than the victim
Keep my cool and beat the system
When I talk, my teeth start glistenin', that's the diamonds that's engraved
They like, "Who is them lil' niggas? They look like they getting paid"
You can tell that we don't play by the looks that's on our face
Heard the opps been throwin' shade, boy you know we play with K
Come through swinging in broad day, boy, you know I'm ready to pay
It ain't even bout no money, know they go in where I say
Plus I looked down when he was fucked up, he can't wait to straighten his face
Gotta get my mind out murder
VVSs fill my shirt up
Eighty racks to fill her purse up
With this shit, I lift her skirt up
Sloppy head, gotta lift my shirt up
Rest in peace, Juice, pour my syrup up
Drip or Drown, sippin' purple
It's a rat inside my circle
Damn, who you know gon' cop two Lambs same day, they gon' know who I am
Okay, turn my back on my fam, no way
My bitch so bad, goddamn
It's late, I'm up right now, I'm not playin, I'm stayin'
Hope the JackBoys know that I plan on sprayin'
Nah forreal, listen to what I'm sayin'
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Been through it all, had to shake it off, one of my dawgs was a flea
I been standing tall, I been going hard, ain't no nigga fucking with me
Walk inside the mall, everybody ball, whole entourage fresh as me
Rich young hitters, hopping out foreigns and we got Chargers and Jeeps
[Verse 2: ColdHeartedSavage]
No dissing in our song, but when we catch you, he gotta get it
Heard he dissing in this song, but 4PF, he better not mention
He used to be my dawg, but he switched up for a pretty penny
I was gon' say his name, but then again it'd be like I'm snitchin'
Baby, know he ain't gotta pay
I do it for free anytime, any day
When it come to the money, you know I get paid
We brag different, we hoppin' out Wraiths
Had to change the way I think, I was thinkin' 'bout murder
FNs and .223s, wet that boy shirt up
Yeah, they shot back, but they shot all the birds up
Lambo sit too low, we fuckin' the curb up
Shopping at Barneys, I'm sippin' this purple
4PF the gang, no rats in my circle
Not goin' down bad, don't care whatchu heard
She got them bags, you can get served
Opps get mad, we gettin' on they nerves
I fuck with Ced 'cause he stood on his worst
Dreams to reality, I know that they mad at me
[Verse 3: Noodah05]
I know that they mad at me, turnt dreams into reality
Catch the murder first degree, I won't let 'em murder me
I got tied so I know I ain't trippin'
Niggas mad, turn to bitches
They that we slide with glizzy
Spin they block until they dizzy
I been gambling with my life, hope Ion't roll a seven
Killers had a talk to God, he know he ain't gettin' ahead
Gotta be a man behind that wall, I know that you ain't ready
Popped his gun, they sat him down, he wasn't thinking steady
I been on a different method, going up, different levels
I been tryna change the motives, you took my humbleness for hoe-ness
Niggas acting like they know me, bust 'em down, take the Rollie
When you gettin' money, niggas notice, I won't let 'em lose focus
05
[Verse 4: Dirty Tay]
My partner took a different route, I'm still tryna figure out
I'm really gettin' the bag, ain't chasin' clout
Run up another sack, buy my momma a house
They can tell I'm gettin' paid by the way I talk
They can tell I'm steppin' by the way I walk
If bro say "Get him" then they already got him
Comin' up, ain't spark shit shit, GT [?]
I turnt my dreams into reality, I know everybody mad at me
I ain't nothin' like I used to be, but I'm going hard so get used to me
Nah, Ion't see no nigga using me, I'm still in where I'm posed to be
On look, they ain't approaching me
I fuck with bro but he ain't [?] with me
Prolly stay young, got crack in my sock
Golden in the hood, niggas set up shop
Cemetery hittin' these big boy blocks
Gotta [?], come buy a whole block
I ain't thought 'bout it, I really sling rock
I hang wit the robbers, Ion't fuck with the cops
Breaking my wrist in that bowl 'til it lock
And I been thru so much and I'm seen a lot
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Been through it all, had to shake it off, one of my dawgs was a flea
I been standing tall, I been going hard, ain't no nigga fucking with me
Walk inside the mall, everybody ball, whole entourage fresh as me
Rich young hitters, hopping out foreigns and we got Chargers and Jeeps