Baby Mama Lyrics

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma

You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled

You get slain by the commas

Theirs a grave yard of my niggas in front of the Louis Vuitton store

Theirs a grave yard of my niggas in front of the Gucci store

Theirs a grave yard of my niggas in front of the Hermes store theres

No shame in these gatherings niggas will buy more

Materialistically speaking could niggas be misinformed

By the shit that they buy by which they cant afford does not out-weigh

The urge for niggas to try on will negatively impact jealous cats if not torn

And even if so a logo affects a nigga info let him shine

Get him fresher than a corner store mentos till nigga's tiptoe

Corner you off chew you out this close call calls for nigga's who buying they

Life unfamiliar with their worth until they shoes scream a price make

One cloth purchase your designer lives twice and its real for those within

The field b** be the victim that'll love for whats concealed not revealed

And the nigga providing stability don't posses no wheels ignoring his bills

Is designer really worth passing down in your will yup your ignorance

Is lucrative your footwear prove it is

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma

You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled

You get slain by the commas

I done been around one two many not having a penny

Run to they baby mama with they palm out give me

Give me half including what you got in the stash see me the

Week after next i get my unemployment check

Not a return yet not a cause to grow upset as long as the baby daddy

Sets apart on the set so yes the idea of not possessing wealth physically

Becomes a symbol means more than your account deficiencies

Its a habit not to have it pretend you live a particular life and indulge in whats

Lavish many will practice faking it till they make it till those get

Embarrassed by i with real carrots not one rabbit ear on me still

I been able to hear the conversations in the street thought i was burned until

The one and only nigga half your age slid through in triple big bodies

Triple your wage so to speak nigga's brag but won't go week for week hundred

For hundred your monthly transactions won't reflect my insurance

Coverage and i could show you how to get it if you nigga's don't

Kill me or plan to cause me suffrage still you love it

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma

You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled

You get slain by the commas

Cash never ruled cash never do its the lack of respect these

Nigga's have before they do come in contact with large quantities added

On to the equation and the fears of loosing these sponsors my aggression

Desire to acquire more my lack of consideration speaks

A message within the volume of my values i thought less of

The nigga's that fought for me won't throw the towel

Was taught to avoid the vowels in the hood where the owl

In a nigga a say o then they know u feed him a little chetah

I employ him he say i o u months go past no repayment i should

Of told you no loans should be provided unless

It includes pressure of which i try to avoid but niggas

Will try to test ya like Tesla f*** it i got to charge more plus the interest

For the tension that my index finger want to floor on the trigger

But in actuality do i want to take a life for he not know how

To figure how to triple what i gave him or should i let his

Baby mother save him or should i clap him

For the shoes that he bought with a past due

Due balance minimize his life mileage ya'll nigga's wilding

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma

You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled

You get slain by the commas