Verse 1
Yea
First of, make i appreciate myself, e no dey easy for me
Second, na the focus wey i get, i no send busy body
Lot of bannies in my DM, telling me that they feeling h#rn#
All about the paper, never stopping till I’m seeing money
Homies steady buggin me on the celli, that stuff is really boring
Never joking with my hustle, guy you know that I’m drilling honey
Even though you see me in the trenches, homie I’m chilling softly
Shoot my shots, never miss my target, kinda like stephen curry
Shoot my shot I’m never gonna miss
And you know i switch ways I’m a flip
I don’t give a f#ck about you and your cliq
And you know that I’m never going down
Sitting on the throne you should give me crown
Looking at your face all i see is frown
HOOK x2
Baby boy, haters they see me and they be acting funny
Baby boy, them shooters be claiming that they be coming for me
Baby boy, my shawties and groupies are steady loving on me
Baby boy, Baby boy
VERSE 2
Baby Baby Baby boy
I see you in the club doing sh#t
Baby baby baby boy
I see your heart filled with optimism
I know that you trying your best
I know that sometimes you be feeling the depressed
But i…..want you to that the God that you’re serving is no dead
Baby boy, what’s up with you?
Heard the death of your friend really hit you
Life is complicated, keep it simple
And make music and drop hit single
Because I’m seeing the way that you move
Feeling the way that you groove
It’s fragrant, the way that you ooze
And nobody cutting you loose
Nobody is cutting you loose
I don’t see no scars, i don’t see no bruise
Got the girls in queue, all i do is choose
The one wey i want, but i dey confuse
Some of them fat and some dey like wood
Some get big #ss, the others na b##bs
How i want take know wetin i go do
So i reach for help from some of my goons
Baby boy, i know that you’re grown
Make them no tell you say you no dey old
I know that you sweet from body to soul
You are a treasure, kinda like gold
Kinda like ice, kinda like snow
Shawty be telling me she feeling cold
What I’m i to do, where I’m i to go
HOOK x2
Baby boy, haters they see me and they be acting funny
Baby boy, them shooters be claiming that they be coming for me
Baby boy, my shawties and groupies are steady loving on me
Baby boy, Baby boy
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