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CEO Trayle

Tuckin My Baby Boy In

 

Tuckin My Baby Boy In

(album: Stay Dangerous - 2021)


(Yeah) I was tucking my baby boy in
Got a call, its a play for some M's
I was asking where everybody was?
Now they making they way to the gym
We was coming in murders and shit
I ain't stunting no rap tryna pick up a brick
All these bitches they making me sick
You can't leave the house less' you walk with a stick

We say slatt but we talk like a skitt
I don't bite Imma bark Imma pit
Now these bitches they all on my dick
Check the stats, this as raw as it gets
Tryna see bout which door imma kick, pop a pill up the score we the shit
I'm the boss so I'm holding my dick
I got here by myself they wasn't giving me shit
Ayy what you wanted some fame or some money?
Cain car so big and its running
He drank that lean til' he sick to his stomach
You want this shit?
Load the clips and we coming
Barrel I hang with
I walked in she hugged me, that mean when I'm not in the room they discuss me
A nigga don't work and I treat him like custy
All these niggas yell plus me, trust me
I'm dranking wockhardt she say its disgusting
My son put his hands in my face when I'm cussing
You would have a safe if you was saving something
And I stay away from these niggas they zusty
I don't need no security or Glock so don't touch me
The big boss gone come when he come, so don't touch me
I kicked in the backdoor now bitches be blushing
She gave me the pussy but she never trust me
She gave me her heart becuase she never left me
I'm Big C4 can't no lil nigga over-step me
Forgive me I'm sinning but God still bless me
7 wounds ever since then guess my luck number 7
The niggas that I had grew up with I'm rich
And some broke and some telling
I never had fucked on a bitch that was white
Cause I love melanin. We was like thomas and see outer belly
Got blocked by my idol like betty
You know that shit was upsetting
Tryna make this hard, change the settings
Now you gon see my name in the credits
And I still don't eat no bitch spaghetti
And I was driving in car like andreadus
They know C4 he a star they regret it
And I just go off the top and he edit
Bitch I'm a butterfly know I done shedded
Bitch I'm a snake when I slither it's deadly
Tryan get money like ed, edd, and eddy
They say that my son gone be just like his daddy
So I make sure I'm rich, and succesful, and having (yeah)

(Yeah) I was tucking my baby boy in
Got a call, its a play for some M's
I was asking where everybody was?
Now they making they way to the gym
We was coming in murders and shit
I ain't stunting no rap tryna pick up a brick
All these bitches they making me sick
You can't leave the house less' you walk with a stick
I was tucking my baby boy in
I was asking where every body was

done

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