Lyrics Baptize In Blood - Jackboy

Ooh, yeah
The things you do (do)
Tell me what I mean to you

Most these niggas don't know what they be ridin' for
They be ready to crash out like they drivin' with a blindfold
Before you approach me
Better learn how to shoot without your eyes closed
Before you approach me, better think twice 'cause I'ma let it blow

Yeah, let it go, ayy, we tryna let it rock
Even when I'm by myself, yeah, I'm tryna make it pop
Last time I was in the hood, I left a nigga blood right on the block
Cryin' like a bitch, I spared you, I let you make it out

I spared you nigga, I let you stay alive
'Cause deep down inside, we both know you was supposed to die
Too much pride, sometimes I get caught in my evil ways
Too much pride, I'll go to war with the whole GA

Yeah, shoutout to the ones that's still full of love
And the ones that hatin', run up, could get filled with slugs
I'm a thug, I don't know what the fuck you niggas expect from me
Please, don't check for me, unless you 'bout to bring that check to me

Fuck a recipe, I done made up my lil' own sauce
1804 the label, nigga, I'm my own boss
Niggas sayin' they made me, but can't go make another one
I was finna have them racks regardless, is you fuckin' dumb?

All I know is go get the money, this shit ain't gon' never stop
Why the fuck would I stop right now, and I'm almost at the fuckin' top?
I'm almost at the top, nigga had to climb up from the bottom
I learned to keep a tool, it'll help me fix up all my problems
(I learned to keep a tool, it'll help me fix up all my problems)
(I'm almost at the top, nigga had to climb up from the bottom)

Most of these niggas don't know what they be ridin' for
They be ready to crash out like they drivin' with a blindfold
Before you approach me, better learn how to shoot without your eyes closed
Before you approach me, better think twice 'cause I'ma let it blow

Yeah, let it go, ayy, we tryna let it rock
Even when I'm by myself, yeah, I'm tryna make it pop
Last time I was in the hood, I left a nigga blood right on the block
Cryin' like a bitch, I spared you, I let you make it out (ooh, yeah)
Cryin' like a bitch, I spared you, I let you make it out (the things you do)
Last time I was in the hood, I left a nigga blood right on the block (tell me what I mean to you)

Ooh, yeah
The things you do
Tell me what I mean to you