Project Baby
A.D Is Ticket
And that's on C.B.L Crowbar life
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Ain't dissing daddy but I'm a project baby
A mamas boy
What do you know bout making commas boy
Better back up off me
Gotta know I keep that llama boy
And that C.B.L that's crowbar life
That's on my mama boy
I done popped more doors then I done rocked shows
And that's every night
Gotta help myself
Lord knows I ain't been living right
Let me touch that 30 meal
I ain't going out like Mike
Might stunt a little bit
But I'm out that hood bihh
Better get it how you live
Just like you should Bihh
Different day different dollar
Same jug bihh
Can't tell me shit if you ain't ever lived this life Lil dude
Syrup sandwich and crackers
Fridge ain't have no food
But he a 80s baby
That boy gone make it happen
Ain't have no choice but to slang that sludge if I can't make it rapping
I had to find myself
Must I remind myself
You chasing Fam for clout
I had to sign myself
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
I'm a keep her happy
Project baby
That's what they made me
Neighborhood did the best I could When they raised me
I seen my share of jail cells
But they ain't phase me
I stood out and made do with what they gave me
A real street nigga
So I get my hustle on
Young nigga money long
So you know my hustle strong
Before that pistol play I had to get my tussle on
That's how it is in the hood when your money long
These niggas hate you and debate you when yo money long
They drag my name through the mud and it was stepped on
Crept on
By the reaper himself
Call Blood ain't yo fam
I'ma keep it top shelf
Last of a dying breed
Ain't too many of us left
In your face like what you need
Like a foot like a footlocker ref
The streets ain't made for everybody
Keep it G with yourself
So this for all the single mothers who had to do what they do
Shout out to all the project babies running around with no shoes
Because my sisters was her
And I was him
4 1 5 Frazier courts
Project babies we was them
I'm trying to ball above the rim
And take care of my mama them
I ain't never been the type to hoop
But if I see my shot I'm gone shoot
Back in the days I had a closet full of jays
With a cup full of sugar water
And a heart full of rage, project days
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
I'm a keep her happy
Project baby
That's what they made me
Neighborhood did the best I could When they raised me
I seen my share of jail cells
But they ain't phase me
I stood out and made do with what they gave me
Just let the beat play
Yeah, it's just something light
Light work
But when you think about it
It's really heavy
Bring the hook back in
It's really heavy
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
And that's on C.B.L Crowbar life
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Ain't dissing daddy but I'm a project baby
A mamas boy
What do you know bout making commas boy
Better back up off me
Gotta know I keep that llama boy
And that C.B.L that's crowbar life
That's on my mama boy
I done popped more doors then I done rocked shows
And that's every night
Gotta help myself
Lord knows I ain't been living right
Let me touch that 30 meal
I ain't going out like Mike
Might stunt a little bit
But I'm out that hood bihh
Better get it how you live
Just like you should Bihh
Different day different dollar
Same jug bihh
Can't tell me shit if you ain't ever lived this life Lil dude
Syrup sandwich and crackers
Fridge ain't have no food
But he a 80s baby
That boy gone make it happen
Ain't have no choice but to slang that sludge if I can't make it rapping
I had to find myself
Must I remind myself
You chasing Fam for clout
I had to sign myself
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
I'm a keep her happy
Project baby
That's what they made me
Neighborhood did the best I could When they raised me
I seen my share of jail cells
But they ain't phase me
I stood out and made do with what they gave me
A real street nigga
So I get my hustle on
Young nigga money long
So you know my hustle strong
Before that pistol play I had to get my tussle on
That's how it is in the hood when your money long
These niggas hate you and debate you when yo money long
They drag my name through the mud and it was stepped on
Crept on
By the reaper himself
Call Blood ain't yo fam
I'ma keep it top shelf
Last of a dying breed
Ain't too many of us left
In your face like what you need
Like a foot like a footlocker ref
The streets ain't made for everybody
Keep it G with yourself
So this for all the single mothers who had to do what they do
Shout out to all the project babies running around with no shoes
Because my sisters was her
And I was him
4 1 5 Frazier courts
Project babies we was them
I'm trying to ball above the rim
And take care of my mama them
I ain't never been the type to hoop
But if I see my shot I'm gone shoot
Back in the days I had a closet full of jays
With a cup full of sugar water
And a heart full of rage, project days
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
I'm a keep her happy
Project baby
That's what they made me
Neighborhood did the best I could When they raised me
I seen my share of jail cells
But they ain't phase me
I stood out and made do with what they gave me
Just let the beat play
Yeah, it's just something light
Light work
But when you think about it
It's really heavy
Bring the hook back in
It's really heavy
Project baby
Project baby
Daddy was gone
So my mama raised me
Mama went got it
So her babies can have it
So by any means
Ima keep her happy
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Project baby
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Stribling
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