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Black Child - Brent faiyaz Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: B brent faiyaz | Published: 2024-01-10T09:29:33:00+07:00

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[skit]
yo, where the f*ck is that little boy at?
stanley, wake yo’ ass up, godd*mnit
funky*ass n*gga, but, anyway, man
yo, boneman
when i get fourteen, man, i want a ragtop truck, gold rings—
man, f*ck that sh*t, man, you need to take yo’ ass to school
get you a motherf*ckin’ job—
man, f*ck that, man, f*ck you
man, look here, when i get fourteen, man, i wanna get me a ragtop truck
and some gold rings with three*wheel motion (sh*t)
ten wheel put out, three finger rings, fat*ass link
and, a big booty b*tch to go with ’em

[verse 1]
it’s like ninety*six when we pop up
young shotter show stopper
ridin’ through the city, like—
i could give a f*ck about a n*gga
out the the sunroof, yellin’, “who f*ckin’ with a n*gga?”
summertime, said we couldn’t do it any bigger
now, them lost kids shuttin’ sh*t down in the winter
i work hard like i planned this sh*t
i dream big, i ain’t never planned for sh*t
whole family here
if the hoes weren’t a hundred, then the bros go a hundred, we so cavalier
i was home last week, and i ain’t have no fear
they ain’t ’bout it, this just n*ggas that be rappin’, yeah
had a lot to say, get on twitter, got quiet
and, i was a block away from them n*ggas
and, i ain’t got sh*t to say for them n*ggas
if you ain’t got the heart to spray on my n*ggas, shut the f*ck up
just waitin’ to see my n*ggas blow the f*ck up
you gon’ get your feelings hurt talkin’ business on the chirp
boy, i put in work
dreams made real on december first
now, these haters got it the worst, so, we on alert
can’t trust n0body, now
ain’t it funny how same motherf*ckers that been with you from the jump be the quickest ones to front
when they see you number one? sh*t crazy
[skit]
yo, where the f*ck is that little boy at?
stanley, wake yo’ ass up, godd*mnit
funky*ass n*gga, but, anyway, man
yo, boneman
when i get fourteen, man, i want a ragtop truck, gold rings—
man, f*ck that sh*t, man, you need to take yo’ ass to school
get you a motherf*ckin’ job—
man, f*ck that, man, f*ck you
man, look here, when i get fourteen, man, i wanna get me a ragtop truck
and some gold rings with three*wheel motion (sh*t)
ten wheel put out, three finger rings, fat*ass link
and, a big booty b*tch to go with ’em

[verse 2]
it’s like ninety*six on them cold days
b*tter timbs on that ghost face
got the whole clique down at bros place like the old days
sh*t, i was on my old thing back in the bas*m*nt
switch toes every month, had replacement
sh*t is kind of crazy if you think about it
the more you find love, the more you move around it
and, n*ggas been treatin’ me different since i been missin’
best friends tellin’ me the vibe is switchin’
ex*fling tellin’ treatin’ me like i been distant
i just hate suspicion
she think i role because i hate commitment
but, truth be told, i can stay committed
just know yo’ place with n*ggas
between us, i ain’t got nos pace for b*tches
stop playin’ victim
mary still my lady, but, charlotte had my baby
and god done blessed me with a black child, now, the whole world tryna pay me
finna have the whole world goin’ crazy
my n*gga, i done payed dues
like, how the f*ck he eighteen makin’ albums out of his bedroom?
you can’t do it like we do it
[skit]
yo, where the f*ck is that little boy at?
stanley, wake yo’ ass up, godd*mnit
funky*ass n*gga, but, anyway, man
yo, boneman
when i get fourteen, man, i want a ragtop truck, gold rings—
man, f*ck that sh*t, man, you need to take yo’ ass to school
get you a motherf*ckin’ job—
man, f*ck that, man, f*ck you
man, look here, when i get fourteen, man, i wanna get me a ragtop truck
and some gold rings with three*wheel motion (sh*t)
ten wheel put out, three finger rings, fat*ass link
and, a big booty b*tch to go with ’em

[outro]
yeah, i need
so high, so high
i can’t lie, about to when you blame me
want me, take me, save me, wake me

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