Ced & Baby Lyrics

Studio

Right in my studio

Its a million niggas rapping

Right in my studio

Ima go straight in on some shit

Bunch of niggas rapping

They is

Nun of these niggas real

They aint

Trying tell me how to move but u

Yeen got a M

Tf

Bunch of niggas hating

Yeah

It is what it is

Probably mad I fuck his hoe

I might do it again

Facts

Real nigga snapping

Bitch

I made this shit here right in my closet

Ian going back to the studio

Til Lil baby come give me offer

Come sign me

Turnt nigga I'm wearing Lavins

It cost be a boss

Dlow

No fake niggas in my circle

When I blow I bring em all

Me whop like Ced baby

Floyd he the voice

My twinn

U can't be mad about a bitch

If she fucking that's her choice

Social media killing the whole

World just be yourself for once

I got partners who ain't got no choice but always clutch

They be paranoid we antisocial dont got no trust

Put my head first

In any situation Im in

Jo told me u got

Some fight in you

If ion win

ima do it again

Clatie told me when I graduated

Don't forget about her

I told Floyd fuck tapes

Man it straight videos

Gotta pop it for the one time

And see how it go

I wish I never would've

Blank

Man that bitch do the most

Should I say it

Nahh fuck that

The internet be fed

Nobody offer me coat when i was in that storm

It was rainy ash but ian trip

I just let it pour

Thunderstorm

Mental started

Tripping

I Thought i lost it

But I aint going

I had to look myself

Inside the mirror

You the choosen one

David pride high always tell a nigga he coming

Home

Free my dawg man

God got your back and got shoulder

He aint go lead u wrong

Bitches show they body

When u ask to fuck you in the wrong

Its a crazy world I rather thug

This shit all alone

Bunch of niggas rapping

They is

Nun of these niggas real

They aint

Trying tell me how to move but u

Yeen got a M

Tf

Bunch of niggas hating

Yeah

It is what it is

Probably mad I fuck his hoe

I might do it again

Facts

Real nigga snapping

Bitch

I made this shit here right in my closet

Ian going back to the studio

Til Lil baby come give me offer

Come sign me

Turnt nigga I'm wearing Lavins

It cost be a boss

Dlow

No fake niggas in my circle

When I blow I bring em all

Who that nigga thats tammie son

He took his own route

Thats me

He done fail many times

But he never stay down

I never

Cant no nigga ever say I snake

Em ill shut that shit down

Heard he beefing with my partner

Dont try to come around

Real nigga turnt nigga them vibes

Go always go flirt

See my cuban

Link that bitch go bling

Its dancing on my shirt

Ion even have to trick

That bitch go fuck bc she know

A young nigga turnt

Hear my country gramma

Don't know what im saying

But she love a young nigga voice

Created me a image

With nails and hammer

2024 might be a summer

Grab me a sholve and made

A hole and put my old ways in

Real nigga inside my chest its no way I pretend

And ima be the same when I die it never end