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Baby Keem Lyrics

I can't help but feel neglected
I feel ignored and unappreciated

Changin' up the schedule, your calendar refreshin'
You keep altering plans, causing confusion

Time pass and we move on, nobody said shit
We move forward without acknowledging the past

How I'm 'posed to act when my morals ain't respected?
I don't know how to behave when my values are disregarded

How you 'posed to act when your feelings ain't protected?
How do you respond when your emotions are not safeguarded?

From cash and checks, just to get some neck and some necklaces
Spending money on material possessions and casual encounters

What's next? More turbulence? Prayin' on this plane
What challenges await in the future? Hoping for smooth sailing

Success, got a taste of it, never was the same
Experiencing success changed me forever

Trademark on that pussy, trademarking my brand-new bitch
Claiming ownership and control over intimate relationships

LLC the Glock and I LLC my bitch
Legally protecting my firearm and partner

Pass me the rock, I go crazy on my kicks
Give me the opportunity, I excel in my endeavors

Had to tell my grandma, 'Sit back, relax, and shit'
I had to assure my grandma that everything will be fine

Make nigga buy her house and car, she's off the list
I made someone buy my grandma a house and car, removing her from any obligations

Fake nigga, talkin' 'bout he rich but barely is
Someone pretending to be wealthy, but in reality, they are not

Eight figures, jumpin' off the stage into the kids
Earning a substantial amount of money and diving into the crowd

Single out the shooter, take the shooter to the blitz
Identify the perpetrator and confront them aggressively

Drop it out of school, dropped deposit on their crib
Quit education and invested in a new home

Poppin' out on Instagram, I only post my bitch
Showing off on social media, focusing only on my partner

I don't need your input, get your two cents off my pic'
I don't want your opinion, keep your comments to yourself

Generation money, type of money dyin' rich
Wealth passed down through generations, ensuring a prosperous future

And I wanna say, 'Shoutout to the dead, now I flex,' woah
Acknowledging those who have passed away and celebrating my success

I'm sick of you niggas not takin' no risks
I'm tired of you playing it safe and avoiding risks

I'm takin' avenge and takin' my course
I'm seeking revenge and following my own path

I cannot compete with the mud in my system
I can't compare myself to those with lower standards

My tolerance low, I don't tolerate force
My patience is limited, I won't accept coercion

I protect, I am the one
I defend myself, I am in control

I rose and fold the score
I achieved success and surpassed expectations

I gotta let my ego go
I need to abandon my arrogance

You niggas not ready to settle the war
You are not prepared to end the conflict

You niggas not ready to stop bein' hoes
You are not ready to change your promiscuous ways

You niggas not ready to open the doors
You are unwilling to embrace new opportunities

You niggas run in, take off with the drawer
You come in and steal everything

You niggas not really the richest on Forbes
You are not truly the wealthiest individuals listed by Forbes

You niggas not ready to deal with the sacrifices
You are not prepared to handle the necessary sacrifices

And instead, you're passin' the torch
Instead, you are transferring your problems to others

Check the surveillance camera at the cemetery
Watch the recorded footage from the graveyard

See me dancin' on all of your corpses, go
Witness me celebrating and triumphing over your failures

You couldn't have love
You were incapable of experiencing true love

You couldn't have say anymore
You no longer had a say or influence

Ayy, big .38, got pulled over twice
Carrying a large firearm, getting stopped by the police twice

Had to go and switch plates
Changed license plates to avoid detection

Bitch, don't think shit sweet
Don't assume everything is pleasant

I'm the same Baby Keem in forty-eight states
I have the same identity and reputation in all 48 states

I play charades with the bank
I engage in financial strategies and games

Just net ten million, now I'm back with the Wraith
Earned a substantial amount and bought a luxurious car

And I'm goin' home with the loot
I'm returning home with a significant amount of money

Mama goin' home with a coupe
My mom is leaving with a fancy car

I took the light then hopped on the flight
I obtained success and immediately flew away

I cannot look towards your jaded advice
I cannot rely on your cynical guidance

I took the torch, I quit bein' nice
I took the lead and stopped being kind

Now I gotta fight
Now I have to struggle and defend myself

You niggas impulsive, quick to make moves
You are impulsive and act without thinking

You're bitin' your flows, a big appetite
You are copying my style, showing a great desire

I look at the hoes, they not into shows
I observe women, they are not interested in performances

I look at your shows, they opera white
I see your shows, they are dominated by white attendees

You gotta be nimble and quick like a fox
You must be agile and swift, like a fox

I don't move in silence, this shit is abrupt
I don't act discreetly, my actions are sudden and noticeable

I'm VVS'd up, precise in the cut
My diamonds are flawless, I am skillful in my craft

This shit gettin' nice, it's not about me
Everything is going well, it's not solely about me

As long as you good, don't worry 'bout me
As long as you are fine, don't focus on my well-being

I'm tellin' my friends that you not a freak
I am assuring my friends that you are not promiscuous

My new Nia Long is cabinet strong
My current partner is confident and resilient

And she not afraid to get on one knee
And she is willing to propose

I'm back at the crib, my memory deep
I'm back home, reflecting on my past

I think about mama, I'm Baby Hykeem
I think about my mother, I am Baby Hykeem

She got that tatted before I could read
She got a tattoo before I learned how to read

I'm spiritual now, I pray in my sleep
I have a strong connection with spirituality, praying even when asleep

Twenty years long, I never had dad
I grew up without a father for twenty years

My dad was a fraud, I had to be tough
My father was deceitful, I had to develop resilience

Twenty million, ho, that's not enough
Having twenty million dollars is not sufficient

Don't ask no questions, bitch, go add it up
Don't inquire further, calculate it yourself

I took the light to sacrifice
I gained success through making sacrifices

I sacrificed everything I need
I gave up everything I required

I could probably fuck these bitches in my sleep
I could effortlessly engage in sexual activities with multiple women

Young nigga know the hustle and the peace
I, as a young person, understand the importance of both hard work and tranquility

Stressin' 'bout money turn to other thinhs
Worrying about money leads to other problems

I was in uncle crib at fourteen
I was living in my uncle's house when I was fourteen

Can't get through to mama 'cause she'd rather drink
I can't connect with my mom because she prefers drinking alcohol

Facin' the vision 'bout a thirteen
Confronting the reality I faced when I was thirteen

I was fifteen, I was sixteen
I experienced these events at the ages of fifteen and sixteen