Start This Over - Babyface Ray

K’Den Ju

Amen, it’s a blessing

So I almost threw a fucking blessing

No, I said amen

Bitch, don’t touch me if we ain’t fuckin'

I got a couple stashed, you ain’t even gotta tuck 'em

It’s 5 in the morning, you ain’t talkin' 'bout nothin'

Couldn’t never get a job so I learned how to hustle

You fucked bro and you fucked me, how can I love you?

Fuck niggas, they stabbed me in my back, how can I trust 'em?

I’m infatuated with the money, I don’t discuss 'em

I held on to 'em for a minute, up the numbers

She gave me her number, I ain’t even call her

I ain’t even text her, I ain’t even stress her

Ran into her one night and then I blessed her

She ate a nigga dick all night as her profession

Confession

Nigga, I’ll ride with the MAC myself, fuck protection

Fuck security

Man, I had that bag touch down every month like her period

Shit serious

Turn my backyard to aquarium

Turn my front yard to a dealership

They know me at Revive, I got a membership, nigga, yeah

Shit we shop for, you can’t get that check

I heard your main ho fuckin', oh, you sick 'bout that

All that love lost, you can’t get that back

I caught dawg lackin', I’ll be right back

In the middle of the summer, we got snow, we got blow

We got green, gettin' money, want more

I just bought a sixteen, soda six, drunk a four

I got another four left, I’m on my way to the store

Niggas in my DM, «What you pay for that coat?»

I don’t know, I was high when I bought it, boy, you broke

In a foreign with my bitch laughin' at you, you a joke

I just left the club, runnin' every light, I’m gettin' ghost

Quick to step on the fuckin' work like a roach (Yeah)

Bitch, I sit back, call shots, I’m a coach (Yeah)

Niggas keep talkin' 'bout they shooters run a zone (Huh?)

Park across the street, run the light, see if he home

I’m in Cali in traffic, van off-white

I sip that poison and it got a nigga sleep like I’m Snow White

Man, I swear I wasn’t corrupted my whole life

I had options, a nigga chose the wrong life

Nigga on the 'Gram say it’s on sight

Seent his ass in the club and had a money fight

Nigga tried to throw back, he had a long night, fuck

You gon' make me rain for the whole night (Yeah)

I got a cold bitch, got a cold Sprite

Got a couple RP’s, got 'em on ice

I swear that roll feel like I’m on dice

I’m leavin' with a bankroll if it’s good right

You say the narcs on the left, nigga, go right

I strap my nuts and get it in, that’s on bro life

Bring it back from the beginning