sub baby - Grew Up In Danger (feat. HBK Rose)

Aye Rose, Pass me the Motherfucking wood
We back at it, we been at it for a while know what I'm saying
We been turned up in the studio
New wave new vibes , new moves know what I'm saying
Haters trying to ride my wave, but no they can't
Know they wishing on me dead so I'm steady clutching on my banger
When shit go hit the fan, they be the ones thats pointing fingers
The boys don't look familiar, they all look like strangers
Every time I talk to God, I feel like a saint
Made a promise to my momma, no more pain
Every time I clutch my heater, let go of my anger
I can't fold now, grew up in danger
Really grew up in danger, we used to trap off a razor
Stay on my grind like a skater, don't give a fuck about a hater
If you make it out, then you major
I just know that I'm different, had to put on of my city
If you talkin' bout money, I get it, bitch, I don't dance but i griddy
I'm a high roller, I do this shit with my eyes closed
I get to the money, I get to the chicken, been down for a minute, I ran up the digits
I'm hot like a skillet, I'm lit as a bitch
Don't bring me no blicky if it ain't a switch
Way back then, I was down on my dick
Made a way, now I'm poppin' my shit
I done finally made it out
Tell me why everybody hate it
Know I'm dancin' with the devil
But I know my grandma prayin' for me
I been on another level
I done spent too much time bein' humble
All my life I had to rumble
Really came up out that jungle
Haters trying to ride my wave, but no they can't
Know they wishing on me dead so I'm steady clutching on my banger
When shit go hit the fan, they be the ones thats pointing fingers
The boys don't look familiar, they all look like strangers
Every time I talk to God, I feel like a saint
Made a promise to my momma, no more pain
Every time I clutch my heater, let go of my anger
I can't fold now, grew up in danger
My drip is a faucet, I can't stop from runnin', I feel like a riding a sail
Shawty, she fuckin' with sub, I cannot explain it, I give her the deal
They know that I'm gettin' a little bigger right now, I cannot let them come to my crib
Got patnas still stepping in timbs, this not a frontal this shit here forreal
I had dove in the water it's cold, know a Z deep in Florida with golds
This beat a boat and I know I'm a float it, bought a new truck, fully loaded
Don't tell me shit about what a ho did, if I'd ever had it in Rose did
Even when Peter was poppin', he folded, watch the top it'll fold in
I remember them guys, but sometimes it feel like it don't matter
Can't lose sight of my goals, I had to put down all that lean for the clean of my bladder
Get it off of the low, I know I'm the plug, but sometimes know that I could do better
Tell them get off my pole, they ridin' my wave, I'm hopin' the blood won't splatter
Haters trying to ride my wave, but no they can't
Know they wishing on me dead so I'm steady clutching on my banger
When shit go hit the fan, they be the ones thats pointing fingers
The boys don't look familiar, they all look like strangers
Every time I talk to God, I feel like a saint
Made a promise to my momma, no more pain
Every time I clutch my heater, let go of my anger
I can't fold now, grew up in danger

Written by:
HBK Rose, Sub Baby

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