01'beigecamry

By Sideshow

On Farley

Released on January 17, 2020

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[Intro]

Ayy, free Ol' Baby, man

This—, this one from the heart


[Verse]

My day-ones all angels

A hundred twenty degrees in threes, work all angles

My brother died early, got his halo

Been in a section that I can't go

I never gave with my change out

No Jesus piece on me, can never take the slave route

My five-point point from my heart straight to Allah

I'm not a stone, but I'm pourin' five in every picture

I'm not a black man, I'm just a nigga

I'm not a victim, know I pull triggers, you know how being broke is

Robbed ya mans 'cause I'm feeling hopeless, nigga, where the dope is?

I'm snorting coke just to boost focus

Making plays off my bitch Boost Mobile

'Cause I'm a janky nigga and all of the plugs know me

Makin' bread turn to toast on two coastals

Makin' Ps move all postal, talkin 'bout bread, y'all just loafin'

If I spot you then I squeeze, all this jammin' got me slow

Couple opp niggas that's not breathing

I don't fuck with Rae no mo', told police we the reason

Bro code, now we all laying low

They sent my brother up the road

I just wish niggas would be themselves and stop tryna be hot

'Cause these niggas get in trouble and get everybody caught

Lost my brother Stove, lost a fat piece of my heart

Lost in this world, I was praying for some niggas to rob

Unemployed cracker manager won't get me a job

Never begging, if I ain't got it, I run in your spot

In fact, I entertain that option a lot