Lyrics SideNote - Bryce
Baby
girl
you
get
no
say
Badadada,
dadada
You
done
fucked
up
You
fucked
up
Yeah
aye,
aye
And
I
know
That
I
get
too
caught
in
my
head
But
on
a
side
note
I
am
not
god
can′t
forget
So
I
get
high
To
pass
the
time
Don't
kill
my
vibe
I′ve
been
doing
just
fine
Flexed
up
my
body
and
loved
my
mind
Would
say
I'm
sorry
but
you're
not
mine
And
there′s
a
couple
things
I
ain′t
ever
get
to
cure
And
I
been
staying
solid
But
lately
I'm
not
sure
I
don′t
know
why
you
stallin'
You
swear
I
make
it
worse
That′s
why
I'm
always
ballin′
Like
my
homie
Burks
But
you
was
fucking
with
Parlay
Hate
when
I
would
go
to
all
your
parties
Every
fucking
time
they
would
card
me
But
it
didn't
ever
stop
me
Bless
my
mom
and
dad
with
Maseratis
Dodged
a
bullet
I
can't
love
that
thottie
So
I,
I
fell
in-love
with
myself
I
move
low-key
all
that
I
know
is
stealth
I
leveled
up
had
to
stack
up
my
wealth
Caught
all
them
passes
like
my
name
was
Self
And
I
know
That
I
get
too
caught
in
my
head
But
on
a
side
note
I
am
not
god
can′t
forget
oh
woah
Called
on
the
plug
to
get
more
Angels
been
cleansing
my
soul
She′s
only
happy
on
phone
Instead
of
grew
I
outgrow'd
You
And
you
know
that
it′s
true
How
is
it
my
fault
And
it's
all
because
of
you
I
could
never
fall
Imma
ball
with
my
dudes
You
know
who
to
call
When
I′m
all
on
the
news
And
I
didn't
ever
waste
your
time
I
heard
you
been
doing
coke
But
you
can
stay
inside
the
lines
You
exploited
all
my
weaknesses
And
made
a
homie
cry
And
your
brother
hit
me
up
Just
to
say
that
I′m
the
guy
Oh
man,
not
to
mention
this
again
I
was
made
for
this
life
To
love
my
family
and
my
friends
I
could
sell
out
an
arena
or
a
pack
It
just
depends
I
don't
do
it
cause
I
want
to
I
just
do
it
cause
I
can
oh
yeah
Oh
yeah,
oh
yeah
Oh
yeah,
oh
yeah,
oh
yeah
Oh
yeah,
oh
yeah
Oh
yeah,
oh
yeah,
oh
yeah
Status
quo
That
should
go
I
been
in
and
out
of
shows
I
been
taking
pictures
with
bitches
That
I
don't
even
know
Got
a
girl
But
I
guess
that
goes
to
show
When
you
young
and
pretty
You
could
sell
a
skeleton
a
bone
Things
out
my
control
I
can′t
control
it
It′s
in
Gods
hands
I
ain't
talking
Drake
But
I
just
know
This
is
Gods
plan
I
been
on
my
way
This
is
fate
Check
the
timin′
I've
been
on
the
road
Selling
shows
Steady
grindin′
Baby
girl
you
get
no
say
Badadada,
dadada
You
done
fucked
up
You
fucked
up
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