God's Country/Utopia

Baby Lanski

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Baby Lanski


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You gotta run your own race
I was down to give you a hand
I could tell you ain't know your own place
They be up thinking they fresh until they fresh out of plays
She ain't coming to chill
Yeah she coming to stay
Talking all over the net
I let 'em type it away
Louis all over my body
I can just tell when it's fake
We going through beef we take it to max
Spinning and spinning we came with a pack
They was on gram hopping on sack
Telling lil bronem let's get to this bag
Too many drinks she feeling it
She took all the pills she was stealing it
I heard your new shit I ain't feeling it
I can't even say where my ceiling is
He came to the club with a strap
He popping off tags I take his gun right off of his hip
Look in my eyes I'm telling you I'm the one that's got a buzz I'll give you a hit
On that gang gang shit but I know not one of you is with the shits
Those are dudes you be praising but I swear none of them are really rich
You gotta run your own race
I was down to give you a hand
I could tell you ain't know your own place
They be up thinking they fresh until they fresh out of plays
She ain't coming to chill
Yeah she coming to stay
Talking all over the net
I let 'em type it away
Louis all over my body
I can just tell when it's fake
Ain't gon' debate with a bitch I know I won't chat again
I got the Mac and you know I be back again
Hit the right the play and I'm never gon rap again
Get to the top and rob all of your rapping friends
I gotta get it so mind your own business
I want my rocks to dance when they glisten
Got me a pot a pot I can piss in
Second to none I got this ambition
High as a bitch that shit got me coughing
She wanna chat come step in my office
Got me a taper I know they be watching
She told me she rocking
I'm working while flossing
I'm working while flossing
I shook em I lost em
Shook em I lost em
Bro think he a bully til homies start dipping I seen em it cost him
You gotta run your own race
I was down to give you a hand
I could tell you ain't know your own place
They be up thinking they fresh until they fresh out of plays
She ain't coming to chill
Yeah she coming to stay
Talking all over the net
I let 'em type it away
Louis all over my body
I can just tell when it's fake

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Written by: Harsh S

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