Текст песни 333 - Bay Swag

My day one brother said I changed when I got some money
Fuck you want me to do stay in the hood you must be a dummy
All a sudden bitches jack my bop member when they dubbed me
Cause they see these diamonds and these chains and they see some money

Speeding right down Collins in a Range and my wrist so sunny
Having Lamborghini dreams
Fuck ya bitch and leave the scene
I must be so fucking lit the way they making all these memes
But I been gifted since a toddler I just get up on my knees and I pray

Thank God everyday
That they keep these sucka stupid niggas out my way
All my niggas slimey they might split a nigga fade
Get em smoked just like a vape
I pray Zay beat that case

And that Prada be my Lace
PTSD might pour a four for all these demons
Christmas Eve I couldn't see him cause he was leaving
Before he left he left a phone he said call if I need em
Before you know it the whole world they was screaming free em

He told me leave the violence
Once three got killed couldn't leave without it
And I don't mean to be so mean I just need some silence
I don't wanna talk lil nigga we gon beef about it

Too much jealousy niggas envy like I'm Calboy
Praying for my city it make me mad it's too much sad stories
Whoopty with me they gotta free Trigga he a wild boy
Gotta do it now (Ow, ow, ow, ow)

My day one brother said I changed when I got some money
Fuck you want me to do stay in the hood you must be a dummy
All a sudden bitches jack my bop member when they dubbed me
Cause they see these diamonds and these chains and they see some money

Speeding right down Collins in a Range and my wrist so sunny
Having Lamborghini dreams
Fuck ya bitch and leave the scene
I must be so fucking lit the way they making all these memes
But I been gifted since a toddler I just get up on my knees and I pray

He told me leave the violence
Once three got killed couldn't leave without it
And I don't mean to be so mean I just need some silence
I don't wanna talk lil nigga we gon beef about it
Too much jealousy niggas envy like I'm Calboy

Praying for my city it make me mad it's too much sad stories
Whoopty with me they gotta free Trigga he a wild boy
Gotta do it now (Ow, ow, ow, ow)