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Baby Boy (Struggle)
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Roddy Ricch
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PDub You don't know my struggle You don't know my struggle You don't know my hustle You don't know my hustle Step pops gon' try me, had to show 'em my muscle F**k n***a, I don't trust you F**k n***a, I don't trust you, yeah This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy sh*t Yeah, yeah Sixteen on my own, young n***a being grown Couldn't trap, I had to rob n***as Cause I ain't even have a phone I was tryna be a man, got me feeling all alone Ain't nobody to the right side So I had to go and do some wrong You don't know my struggle, n***as tryna eat Damn, Top Ramen for a week N***a barely even had a sheet Boy, I wasn't rocking no designers Had the same Jordans on my feet I was talking 'bout being rich, n***a When broke was really me, yeah Swear to God they love to hate They'll fake it to your face They just wanna see you fall off They ain't tryna see you get the cake I remember I was starving Fake twenties, had to bust 'em I was serving got the lean on me Had to stretch it out, Robitussin You don't know my struggle You don't know my struggle You don't know my hustle You don't know my hustle Step pops gon' try me, had to show 'em my muscle F**k n***a, I don't trust you F**k n***a, I don't trust you, yeah It's that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy sh*t Yeah, yeah Roddy Ricch, n***a, that's the stage name Yesterday I was just Roddy broke But if rap fall, back to bank scam Robbing n***as and selling the dope Back in high school, I was f**ked up I'm like, "How I'm gon' pay for the bus?" So at night time I has hittin' licks to pay my phone bill for the month, yeah Steelo looked out for a n***a Go and take the top bunk Streets knowin' I'm a lil' n***a But I ain't never been a punk Most time I was on the floor Use a coat for a pillow To a five star hotel, one day gon' feel it Now it's back to the floor Up and down got me seasick Hope God lookout for me One day I'ma be rich So I stay prayed up Forgive me for the way I came up, yeah Ayy, ayy You don't know my struggle You don't know my struggle You don't know my hustle You don't know my hustle Step pops gon' try me, had to show 'em my muscle F**k n***a, I don't trust you F**k n***a, I don't trust you, no This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t This that baby boy sh*t F**k n***a I don't trust you no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no Ayy, ayy And the birds seen this motherf**ker Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey
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