[Intro: Babyface Ray]
Yeah, yeah
I just need my space right now
She just need her space, yeah
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
Stuck in my ways, can't blame me, look how I'm raised
Say college ain't get a job, I told 'em that crime pays (Yeah)
I'm thinkin' matchin' Benzes, I'm talkin' 'bout nine days
Dirty lemonade, that pint want Beyoncé (For real)
Same Michael jacket, three-thousand like André (Fuck)
I ain't tourin' through YM, me, I'm lookin' for Kanye
Ayy, you can't get no money, you're broke as your mind state
Ayy, when I got the money, they can't even sign 'Face (Nah)
[Verse: Babyface Ray & King Hendrick$]
Rev all through thе baddies, bitches, I'm just tryin' to take a picturе
Ayy, I can rhyme with phonies, but I kick it with the trillest niggas
Take a flight to Santorini, Greece, and ridin' through the villas
I'm a buy a Basquiate to hide the money, just like Jigga
Court side seats at the game, bringin' all the hitters
One phone call to the plug and they get delivered
A hundred fifty P's on the floor, I need to pass scissors
Hidin' dirty money in the van, we need an air filter
Vibes in the hill, she need the WiFi (Phew)
I put sixty on a Rolls, these bitches call me Dada (Yeah)
She thought she saw the devil, that was just 'Face in Prada
I wake up to that surf and they ain't your mama
I'm in Chanel, diamonds appealed, it's loose
I hustle hard, a warrior, that's shooters
I hit your block, like Shawty Lo, it's foolish
I hit your block, like Shawty Lo, it's foolish
Yeah, yeah
I just need my space right now
She just need her space, yeah
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
Stuck in my ways, can't blame me, look how I'm raised
Say college ain't get a job, I told 'em that crime pays (Yeah)
I'm thinkin' matchin' Benzes, I'm talkin' 'bout nine days
Dirty lemonade, that pint want Beyoncé (For real)
Same Michael jacket, three-thousand like André (Fuck)
I ain't tourin' through YM, me, I'm lookin' for Kanye
Ayy, you can't get no money, you're broke as your mind state
Ayy, when I got the money, they can't even sign 'Face (Nah)
[Verse: Babyface Ray & King Hendrick$]
Rev all through thе baddies, bitches, I'm just tryin' to take a picturе
Ayy, I can rhyme with phonies, but I kick it with the trillest niggas
Take a flight to Santorini, Greece, and ridin' through the villas
I'm a buy a Basquiate to hide the money, just like Jigga
Court side seats at the game, bringin' all the hitters
One phone call to the plug and they get delivered
A hundred fifty P's on the floor, I need to pass scissors
Hidin' dirty money in the van, we need an air filter
Vibes in the hill, she need the WiFi (Phew)
I put sixty on a Rolls, these bitches call me Dada (Yeah)
She thought she saw the devil, that was just 'Face in Prada
I wake up to that surf and they ain't your mama
I'm in Chanel, diamonds appealed, it's loose
I hustle hard, a warrior, that's shooters
I hit your block, like Shawty Lo, it's foolish
I hit your block, like Shawty Lo, it's foolish
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