Ambition

Lil Baby

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    She gone love me 'fore I'm dead
    Free my nigga Lone, I sent him Gucci in the feds (Free Lone)
    Rest in peace to Blue, I know hardly even say that
    I don't want no tats, so I bought diamond chains instead
    Neck done got too crowded, I went diamonds on my leg
    Pipes in from Houston, I'm like Harden how I play it hard
    They ain't never seen it, so it's hard for 'em to say it like me
    I was runnin' through them cut [?]
    Nevermind, had to run a hundred times
    Glad I got away with mine
    Used to get the J's when they came, never wait in line
    Now I got a picture in the middle of the Finish Line
    I done went insane on designer, I bought every kind
    I done put that Tiffany on shorty, she gone really shine
    Walk inside of [?] buying watches, say I'm killing time
    I ain't came from spittin' game to make 'em, I had to spit rhymes
    Before I had a car I used to walk and had to hitch a ride
    See you only get a license, I got a whip and let you out drive
    I done got a check from out the street, they say I'm verified
    I won't say no name, but I peep I got niggas terrified
    If it ain't 'bout money it ain't nothing, we can let it slide (Yeah)

    Who told you you the real one? (Huh)
    Who told you you can lie up in your songs say you kill some? (Nah)
    Who told you you can chill wit' us? (Huh)
    Who told you if you pop one of these pills you won't feel none?
    I told you I'm a real one (Real one)
    I told you if I ever get the beans, I won't spill one
    I told you we can build some (Build)
    And it ain't gotta be much, it can work just for us

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    Certain shit you shouldn't just do if you been on my own
    I'm like, how you think Michelle will rock if she had left Obama
    Especially if you a mama
    You can keep the likes, and the comments, give me commas
    They gone try to mistreat you and beat you on the come up
    My ambition different, I be workin' till the Sun up
    I ran up my digits, got security put my guns up
    Lil ones getting bigger, I can't wait to turn my sons up
    Only if they listen it'll be different with they mama's
    Never try to diss you, put my feelings in my song though
    People treat me different ever since they heard I'm on
    I was in the cage, they ain't give a dog a bone
    If they ever did, they know I got it till I'm gone
    Trapped to a mic, I done switched up my phone
    I don't have to keep up with the cap, I'm a Jones
    And I got a vision for a hundred mill scroll with a map for my home- yeah

    Who told you you the real one? (Huh)
    Who told you you can lie up in your songs say you kill some? (Nah)
    Who told you you can chill wit' us? (Huh)
    Who told you if you pop one of these pills you won't feel none?
    I told you I'm a real one (Real one)
    I told you if I ever get the beans, I won't spill one
    I told you we can build some (Build)
    And it ain't gotta be much, it can work just for us

    It ain't gotta be much
    It ain't gotta be much, it's enough just for us
    It ain't gotta be much
    It ain't gotta be much, it can work just for us

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