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letra de why so serious - baby smoove

[intro]
ayy, ayy, 22, ayy

[verse]
i’m blowing gelato right now selling .223s
i want that gle coupe, yeah the 63
you’ve been trying for too long but you can’t be me
i went way over there just to make some cheese
i can’t leave this earth now, i gotta raise my kid
and don’t ask me ’bout no verse, you can’t pay my fee
spent a zip on my hoodie, let me drip in peace
never cried about my pain, that sh-t made a beast
what i’m doing in the booth, they like, “find his leash”
i left out at 12 a.m, i ain’t get no sleep
same n-gga, i don’t know why but n-ggas acting different
i was skipping school to make sure my bag wasn’t missing
if you got that a1, put yo tax on n-ggas
i need more credit in this sh-t and that’s a fact my n-gga
it’s probably ’cause i ain’t really like these rap ass n-ggas
probably ’cause i’m on the road with packs my n-gga
on the phone with ben, telling him we just wrapped my n-gga everything i’m saying real, this ain’t cap my n-gga
don’t be playing with my feelings, sh-t ain’t fun to me
why you playin around b-tch, you know there’s one of me
in the car with thirty rounds like they hunting me
i put a bullet in your head, you think of punking me
said a prayer n-gga right before i left out
i got tired of playing checkers, this sh-t chess now
up the chopper, he won’t say it with his chest now
if i feel like you a problem you get x-ed out
i’ma k!ll it every time meech on the beat
it’s like something wrong with me, i control the beat
coldest one out the group, she gon’ notice me
meech if you really f-ck with me, get these for me
i can’t even f-ck with n-ggas ’cause they all fluid
my n-ggas had to change the help, they ain’t fall through
sh-t i turned up on n-ggas, i need all blues
sh-t crazy, when i barely ate, i called you
i like amg benz’s, yeah the big bodies
said that b-tch don’t give me head unless it come sloppy
tell these n-ggas, “knock it off, can you please stop it”
n-ggas watching what i’m doing then they run and copy
i just took off, i ain’t look back
that’s your baby but she wishing i’d hit that
n-gga talking out his neck, i bet he get smacked
i’m in here looking for a belt but when y’all get that?
i’ma always love the money ’cause it stay loyal
the way it’s coming out this pint, it’s just like oil
told my son he a king, he gon’ live royal
that d-ck sucking that you doing, it ain’t healthy for you

- baby smoove

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