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Mommy, India got the beats

Baby (Baby), I know (I know)
You see me (See me) ridin' all alone (Alone)
Baby (Baby), come see (Come see)
The good in me 'cause they won't accept me and I feel I'm scarred for my wrongs

Or maybe it's just I'm too thug for all this shit
I lost my thugs behind this shit
I'm thanking God for blessing me from above with all this shit
Let go of my love behind this shit 'cause ain't no trust inside all this
Neither of us wrong, I just wanna make sure our bond always exists
I took the wrong route, made it out, see me now
Fuck all the charges and the blogs, they never brought me down
They gon' remember what they told me 'fore they lay me down
Ride for my bros cause I'ma soldier, I'm leaving blood through the town
I ain't never changed, you can't say the same
Still want more revenge behind Dave
Chippewa Northside 38 on my knees, grandma taught me how to pray
I be wanting you inside my life but you out there fucking 'round with these lames
And I would try to make it right but you would try to make me feel ashamed
Come here, your friends, too, it's alright
Come over, stay for the night, for the night
Young nigga, broke heart, take your motherfucking soul
Finna hit five and my oldest son ain't even fucking five years old

Baby (Baby), I know (I know)
You see me (See me) ridin' all alone (Alone)
Baby (Baby), come see (Come see)
The good in me 'cause they won't accept me and I feel I'm scarred for my wrongs

Even though we had our moments
Why the fuck you still gon' leave me 'lone?
When you these people around me ain't right
When you know that they only 'round for my money
I remember calling yo' phone at night soon as I had caught my first homi'
Never gave a thing to me in yo' life
For to make it right, you accept the money
And I know some things that you ain't tell
Playin' on me like I gave yo' number out, but you really fuck with him
And fuck the model, I take the summers off
I replace the bitch with gems
Do dirty work in fuckin' Timbs
We leave the mark above the rim
You was like my brother, why the fuck you cross that line?
Blew that fat bitch mind before he tried
Not a army bigger that won't slay me, oh, I
Guns to yo' head, we let that smoke float to the sky
Born in, 'fore it all end, leave this message for my child

Baby (Baby), I know (I know)
You see me (See me) ridin' all alone (Alone)
Baby (Baby), come see (Come see)
The good in me 'cause they won't accept me and I feel I'm scarred for my wrongs

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