Multiple mixtapes followed in the coming months, with 2017 offering Billion Dollar Baby, Baby Talk, Baby Talk 2, 3, and 4, as well as Back on My Baby Jesus Sh!t. 2018 continued in a similarly fashion with Baby Talk 5 and Blank Blank. In November of 2018, while shopping with his family at a Walmart in Huntersville, North Carolina, Kirk was approached by several men. An altercation broke out and gunfire ensued, resulting in the death of 19-year-old Jalyn Domonique Craig. Kirk, while involved in the dispute, did not admit to firing the fatal shots and was not charged with any crime connected to the incident. DaBaby got a label deal in 2019 when he signed on with Interscope.
The label quickly released Baby on Baby in March of that year, a full-length that was preceded by videos for singles "Suge" and "Walker, Texas Ranger."
Shanyah
DaBaby Lyrics
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This for my motherfuckin' family man, this for them
You know, them (K.i.D)
Yeah, them motherfuckin' kids, nigga
You see what I'm saying, man
Long live G
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
Just call me whenever you need me
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?
I dedicate this one right here to Shanyah
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
Just call me whenever you need me
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?
I dedicate this one right here to my mama (long live G)
Cried in my arms in the room, we stood over your body
I can't shake this one here, it's too much for a nigga
What the fuck we do to leave us like this?
Shit, what you had on you?
The fuck made you always feel like you was doing somethin' wrong?
Shit, we thought you was on it, and now our lil' son is still crying for you to come home
He don't know that it's over
You ain't on my shoulder with something that you could cry on
If you ever was lonely, I'm yo' baby brother, so this shit, it fuck with me bad
I lost more than a homie, can go to the bank right now, take out like ten million cash
But I don't even want it
This one right here for Shanyah (go)
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
Just call me whenever you need me
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?
I dedicate this one right here to my mama
Yeah, you know we Miss Lyndale sons, nigga
Handsome ass niggas, mama always bragging how her sons get the bitches
Mama so nice to 'em, fall out with the girl, mama still friends with 'em
Ma, they hurt your son feelings
Mama don't care if her son sell soap
Mama still pulling up to come support her son business
And mama, you the reason that my heart like this
Reason why my songs on the chart like this
You ain't never need a nigga, you the one gave me the hustle
You ain't never like us fighting, always told us we was brothers (oh, oh)
Wish I could tell my brother that I love him (long live G, nigga)
Wish I could tell him that I never gave a fuck about the money
This one right here for Shanyah (go)
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
Just call me whenever you need me
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?
I dedicate this one right here to my mama
The lyrics of DaBaby's song "Shanyah" are a tribute to the rapper's family, particularly his big brother and mother. DaBaby encourages his sister, Shanyah, to be strong and hold it down for their mother and younger siblings. He also expresses his pain over the loss of his brother, known as G, and regrets that he can't tell him how much he loves him. Throughout the song, DaBaby reflects on his family's close bond, their trials and tribulations, and the unwavering support they provide for each other.
The lyrics of "Shanyah" are emotional and personal, showcasing DaBaby's vulnerable side. He opens up about the raw pain he has felt after losing his brother, and the deep love and respect he has for his mother. The rapper's lyrics are a tribute to his family's strength and resilience in the face of adversity, which he hopes will inspire his younger siblings to stay strong and hold the family together.
Line by Line Meaning
And this whole motherfuckin' shit, man, is for my big brother, man
The song is dedicated to the artist's big brother and family
This one right here for Shanyah (go)
The song is dedicated to Shanyah
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
The artist acknowledges that it is difficult for Shanyah to deal with what she has seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
The artist expresses his disapproval of the situation that Shanyah had to witness
Just call me whenever you need me
The artist offers his support and willingness to help Shanyah whenever she may need it
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
The artist encourages Shanyah to be strong and supportive for her mother
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
The artist emphasizes the importance of supporting family, specifically mentioning other siblings and Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?
The artist questions his big brother's behavior or actions that led to the current situation
I dedicate this one right here to my mama (long live G)
The artist dedicates part of the song to his mother
Cried in my arms in the room, we stood over your body
The artist vividly recalls the emotional moment of standing over his mother's body while she cried in his arms
I can't shake this one here, it's too much for a nigga
The artist expresses his struggle to cope and move on from the traumatic experience
What the fuck we do to leave us like this?
The artist questions why they are in this difficult situation
Shit, what you had on you?
The artist questions what possessions or items his mother had on her at the time of her passing
The fuck made you always feel like you was doing somethin' wrong?
The artist wonders what caused his mother to feel guilty or as if she was always doing something wrong
Shit, we thought you was on it, and now our lil' son is still crying for you to come home
The artist expresses regret in not knowing the extent of the situation and mentions how his nephew is still mourning for his grandmother
He don't know that it's over
The artist mentions that his nephew may not fully understand that his grandmother is gone
You ain't on my shoulder with something that you could cry on
The artist laments the fact that he cannot comfort his mother in her time of need
If you ever was lonely, I'm yo' baby brother, so this shit, it fuck with me bad
The artist offers support to his mother and acknowledges that he is struggling with the situation as well
I lost more than a homie, can go to the bank right now, take out like ten million cash
The artist reflects on how much his mother meant to him by comparing it to losing a close friend, and mentions his wealth as if it means nothing in comparison
But I don't even want it
The artist reveals that his wealth does not truly matter to him and that he is still mourning the loss of his mother
Yeah, you know we Miss Lyndale sons, nigga
The artist mentions his and his brothers' connection to their hometown of Lyndale
Handsome ass niggas, mama always bragging how her sons get the bitches
The artist recalls how his mother always boasted about her sons' good looks and their success with women
Mama so nice to 'em, fall out with the girl, mama still friends with 'em
The artist notes how his mother was always kind to his brothers' past girlfriends and remained friendly with them even after the relationships ended
Ma, they hurt your son feelings
The artist reveals that he was hurt by his past girlfriends' treatment of him
Mama don't care if her son sell soap
The artist mentions how his mother is supportive of his business ventures, regardless of what they may be
Mama still pulling up to come support her son business
The artist acknowledges his mother's continued support in his life and his business endeavors
And mama, you the reason that my heart like this
The artist thanks his mother for her influence on his life and for shaping him into the person he is today
Reason why my songs on the chart like this
The artist attributes his success and talent to his mother's guidance and support
You ain't never need a nigga, you the one gave me the hustle
The artist acknowledges that his mother taught him how to work hard and hustle, and that she never needed a man to provide for her or her children
You ain't never like us fighting, always told us we was brothers (oh, oh)
The artist recalls how his mother always stressed the importance of family and unity, and how she never wanted her sons to fight or argue with each other
Wish I could tell my brother that I love him (long live G, nigga)
The artist expresses his desire to tell his deceased brother that he loves him and mentions his brother's nickname, G
Wish I could tell him that I never gave a fuck about the money
The artist reveals that money is not important to him and that he wishes he could tell his brother this
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Clayton Penrose-Whitmore, De'Juane Dunwood, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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