Shake Em Off Trae tha Truth (Ft. Babyface Ray)
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[Intro: Trae tha Truth & Babyface Ray]
Yeah
Yeah (Solo, you goin' brazy)
(Yeah, this a hit right here, Xave)
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
I had to shake 'em off, shake them haters off of me
Diamonds in my smile, lil' bro, it cost to talk to me
They know to keep it lit, but I ain't sippin' coffee
These labels crazy as hell, shit, I got what they offer me
My youngins wild as fuck, you move too quick, they might pop off
They say they on my head, I came through there with my top off
Forever on the meds, I told the doctor treat my cough
These lil' niggas Plankton, I think they tryna steal my sauce
[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
Yeah, Mr. Put You On
I'm hеad honcho, turned up for my fam, yeah, Michael Corlеone
Sip it 'til it's gone, jewelry on, used to Barry Bonds
I put that on the guys, don't fear a soul, but I'm in Fear of God
I find it odd she got a man, but wanna know my whereabouts
My nigga Trae say he poppin' out with slabs, thought this was my yay spot
Thick white bitch run up on me, shit feel like Baywatch
My advice to you fake-ass niggas, don't quit your day job
You a goofy, so I sell you cut, these lil' niggas fake high
Fugazi chain with the watch to match, I'm surprised you ain't break out
Lil' cuz cookin' shit, turn the streets to a steakhouse
It get tight, I get shiesty, cross a nigga like AI
Yeah
Yeah (Solo, you goin' brazy)
(Yeah, this a hit right here, Xave)
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
I had to shake 'em off, shake them haters off of me
Diamonds in my smile, lil' bro, it cost to talk to me
They know to keep it lit, but I ain't sippin' coffee
These labels crazy as hell, shit, I got what they offer me
My youngins wild as fuck, you move too quick, they might pop off
They say they on my head, I came through there with my top off
Forever on the meds, I told the doctor treat my cough
These lil' niggas Plankton, I think they tryna steal my sauce
[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
Yeah, Mr. Put You On
I'm hеad honcho, turned up for my fam, yeah, Michael Corlеone
Sip it 'til it's gone, jewelry on, used to Barry Bonds
I put that on the guys, don't fear a soul, but I'm in Fear of God
I find it odd she got a man, but wanna know my whereabouts
My nigga Trae say he poppin' out with slabs, thought this was my yay spot
Thick white bitch run up on me, shit feel like Baywatch
My advice to you fake-ass niggas, don't quit your day job
You a goofy, so I sell you cut, these lil' niggas fake high
Fugazi chain with the watch to match, I'm surprised you ain't break out
Lil' cuz cookin' shit, turn the streets to a steakhouse
It get tight, I get shiesty, cross a nigga like AI
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