Lyrics:
Keepers Baby
Out Here PT.1 & 2
I'm the type to stand out
Never took a hand out
I got my shit planned out
Watch my plans pan out
W.O.H.
Never ran from
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
ever look back
Imma love you won't stop
Till I'm living on the edge
Tell me why I'm fucking dead oh
I need you instead, I
Tell me, are you done
Baby, I
I'm hollow
And you'd be dumb to follow me again
So baby sip your rosé like aqua
All alone you motivate yourself to open chakras
You got this
And I
No, nobody, what is going on
Told my baby, don't worry if I die
Darling, I know I'm gonna leave your little bed warm
Don't worry if poor Lightnin' lay
Where do you go baby, with that dress tonight?
By the way you look, any man, can really fly
I see you going out, night after night
And it's always,
not meant for your diction
Battled addiction in the womb
A crack baby by definition
Keys to ignition with no permission
That mean that I'm driven
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
money, Dead faced presidents
She ask me why the fuck I'm high all the time
Bitch this my medicine
I just get by
I live day to day on otha shit
I just get
streets
How the fame go i'll probably be dead by 33
Dead broke I been thinking baby what you mean
Dream of bankrolls I been counting money in my sleep
turned cold
I'm not trynna relapse
You can just drop dead girl
Baby I mean that
Cause I been through way to much
To say to still need that
I Been
The sky and the Earth shall converge
Before being destroyed by my words
(Baby feel haunted
Maybe feel haunted)
The sky and the Earth shall converge
Lil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo
Baby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo
We was in the hood, fourteen with the deuce-deuce
Fourteen years
I drive a hell cat. Yeah
She drive me hell man. Yeah
I ask her baby what you're gonna do when I pull up in a Cadillac
You dead, I drive a hell cat.
and fuck up her posture aww
Huh
Im in the kitchen my baby mom trippin
Im fucking the pots all up
30 mins and it rocking up
They want some raw tell em shop
it's no nigga near her
Baby
I use to question life if I'm living right now, I been living calm since I been living high now if they want me dead they
Baby, is you down, do you wanna ride?
Girl, I'm the Tech right by your side
Just grab me if you need your plots to die
Just grab me if you need
Or maybe I'm a fool
I'll love you till I'm dead
Oh baby I'll love you till I'm dead
Oh baby me and you
We chilling by the school
Can it be just us?
Oh baby I
know me well
Pretty bitches say I'm crazy out in ACL
F-ck the bullshit baby I'm about mine
Champagne in the air, it's about time
I'm about cream,
I'ma let your grandpa hit it, mix it up with cocaine so he can't forget it
Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum
But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama
evil, but I ain't a saint
Can't help it, I was born this way
Yeah, baby, outlaw
Ou, baby, I'm an outlaw
I was cornered in the desert by a man
He
and my side bitch
I'm feeling like Saddam
They head the bomb, and if her baby daddy tripping
Fuck that nigga
I push that nigga hairline back like he
going to bed
We're gonna wake the dead
Taking over my soul
I'm losing all control
Like I'm possessed by a demon
Gonna party all night
Gotta get out my
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
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