Lil C - Ced & Baby

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

Written by:
Christopher Kennedy-Vance

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