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Lil Baby
Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one
Of all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit that
God gone have to call and tell me to give yo' sh- back
I was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a sh- bag
Lil Juan got killed, it hit me, been my n- since elementary
Justin tried to make me go half on buddy lawyer, I wasn't wit' it
All these n- do is brag but go out bad, I just don't get it
They be poppin' on the 'Gram, but they can't pop out in my city
Every charge I had dismissed, - my kids, you don't get no kiss
I'on't play games but a n- send blitz
Everything change when a n- get rich
Glock with a switch, how a n- gone miss?
Made you that, now a n- tryna diss
Some of this sh-, I'm just never gone get
I'on't f- around, I can still get bricks
Foes to the grave, I ain't never gone switch
Where the f- I'm gon' go?
She got everything, Young Coco
I just gave my hood some more hope
We just sold another truck-
Bought her everything in Soho
She can't keep me on the low-low
You know I'm a big bill (ayy, yuh)
You know I got big drill
Two F&N's sittin' up in my lap, can't even control the wheel
I gotta start actin' more like a rapper and stop tryna -
Some n- wit' me caught a -, keep it solid with me still
Play with us, I bet you call it off
They know big Shiest take beef for real (brrrrrdt)
Then the more I get to flashin', get to crashin', I ain't tryna chill
Yo' b- gon' drop her -, diamonds dancin', I'm just standin' still
I used to go zip sh- up for a ten, now, it's gone cost -
N- don't never wanna put in work, pick up my chop, know how I do
If you spot Shiesty with Baby, we slidin' round with four carbons full (yup)
But them n- just tired of gettin' bullied, we is not into it (yup)
When I see all them views watchin', wait 'til I put you up in a wood
9/11, we got eyes on 'em, b- overstood
I pull up shootin' up in your projects, say I can't go to my hood
(Brdddt, brddt, brddt)
Aye, yuh
Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one
Of all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit that
God gone have to call and tell me to give yo' sh- back
I was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a sh- bag
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"Shiest Talk" de Lil Baby, en colaboración con Pooh Shiesty, presenta una narrativa que oscila entre el orgullo ostentoso y la reflexión sombría sobre el pasado. La letra describe la ascensión desde la pobreza a la riqueza, salpicada de referencias a la violencia, el encarcelamiento y la lealtad a los amigos. La canción refleja un contexto social marcado por la cultura del trap, donde el éxito material se asocia con la superación de la adversidad y la demostración de poder. La exhibición de riqueza, armas y el lenguaje explícito son elementos recurrentes, reflejando la imagen de un artista que ha logrado el "sueño americano" a través de medios controvertidos. Sin embargo, la vulnerabilidad transluce en las referencias a la muerte de amigos y el peso de la responsabilidad que conlleva su éxito. La repetición de frases y el uso del lenguaje coloquial refuerzan la autenticidad y la conexión con su público objetivo, estableciendo una identidad de artista "callejero" que ha alcanzado la cima. El estilo de Lil Baby se caracteriza por una combinación de bravuconería y una introspección oscura, creando una imagen compleja y multifacética.
Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one Of all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit that God gone have to call and tell me to give yo' sh- back I was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a sh- bag Lil Juan got killed, it hit me, been my n- since elementary Justin tried to make me go half on buddy lawyer, I wasn't wit' it All these n- do is brag but go out bad, I just don't get it They be poppin' on the 'Gram, but they can't pop out in my city Every charge I had dismissed, - my kids, you don't get no kiss I'on't play games but a n- send blitz Everything change when a n- get rich Glock with a switch, how a n- gone miss? Made you that, now a n- tryna diss Some of this sh-, I'm just never gone get I'on't f- around, I can still get bricks Foes to the grave, I ain't never gone switch Where the f- I'm gon' go? She got everything, Young Coco I just gave my hood some more hope We just sold another truck- Bought her everything in Soho She can't keep me on the low-low You know I'm a big bill (ayy, yuh) You know I got big drill Two F&N's sittin' up in my lap, can't even control the wheel I gotta start actin' more like a rapper and stop tryna - Some n- wit' me caught a -, keep it solid with me still Play with us, I bet you call it off They know big Shiest take beef for real (brrrrrdt) Then the more I get to flashin', get to crashin', I ain't tryna chill Yo' b- gon' drop her -, diamonds dancin', I'm just standin' still I used to go zip sh- up for a ten, now, it's gone cost - N- don't never wanna put in work, pick up my chop, know how I do If you spot Shiesty with Baby, we slidin' round with four carbons full (yup) But them n- just tired of gettin' bullied, we is not into it (yup) When I see all them views watchin', wait 'til I put you up in a wood 9/11, we got eyes on 'em, b- overstood I pull up shootin' up in your projects, say I can't go to my hood (Brdddt, brddt, brddt) Aye, yuh Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one Of all my mama's children, I'm the bad one, I admit that God gone have to call and tell me to give yo' sh- back I was thuggin' way before Tony put Trevor on a sh- bag
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