trademark usa Lyrics Download by Baby Keem PDF/LRC File

[ti:trademark usa][ar:Baby Keem][al:The Melodic Blue][lang:English][length:04:30.70][by:Jun][re:www.rclyricsband.com][ve:v0.0.5][00:00.00][00:01.57]I can't help, but feel neglected
[00:03.47]Changing up the schedule, your calendar refreshing
[00:07.50]Time pass and we move on, nobody said shit
[00:10.23]How I'm ‘posed to act when my morals ain't respected?
[00:13.63]How you ‘posed to act when your feelings ain't protected?
[00:17.09]From cashing checks, just to get some neck and some necklaces
[00:20.36]What's next? More turbulence? Praying on this plane
[00:24.02]Success, got a taste of it, never was the same
[00:27.07]Trademark on that pussy, trademarking my brand-new bitch
[00:30.02]Yeah, duh, hol' up, blood, hol' up, cuh, hol' up, sis, huh (hol' up)
[00:34.30]LLC the Glock and I LLC my bitch, huh (LLC)
[00:37.40]Pass me the rock, I go crazy on my kicks, huh
[00:40.67]Had to tell my grandma, “Sit back, relax, and shit,” huh (make nigga)
[00:44.23]Make a nigga buy her house and car, she's off the list, huh
[00:48.30]Fake nigga, talking 'bout he rich, but barely is, huh
[00:51.06]Eight figures, jumping off the stage into the kids, huh (yeah)
[00:54.31]Single out the shooter, take the shooter to the blitz, huh (Yeah)
[00:57.99]Drop it out of school, dropped deposit on their crib, huh (Yeah)
[01:01.33]Piping down on Instagram, I only post my bitch, huh
[01:05.00]I don't need your import, get your two cents off my pic', huh
[01:08.27]Generation money, type of money dyin' rich
[01:11.23]And I wanna say, “Shoutout to the dead, now I flex,” woah
[01:14.93]Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh
[01:18.44]Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)
[01:21.83]Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)
[01:25.39]Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (One)
[01:28.29]I'm sick of you niggas not taking no risks
[01:30.09]I'm taking avenge and taking my course (Kill 'em)
[01:31.66]I cannot compete with the mud in my system
[01:33.26]My tolerance low, I don't tolerate force
[01:35.13]I protect, I am the one
[01:37.14]I rose and fold the score
[01:38.64]I gotta let my ego go
[01:40.02]You nigga not ready to settle the war (Yeah)
[01:42.40]You niggas not ready to stop being hoes
[01:43.68]You niggas not ready to open the doors
[01:45.30]You niggas run in, take off with the jewelry
[01:47.04]You niggas not really the richest on Forbes
[01:48.70]You niggas not ready to deal with the sacrifices
[01:51.40]And instead, you're passing the torch
[01:52.36]And check the surveillance camera at the cemetery
[01:54.07]See me dancing on all of your corpses, go
[01:56.17]You couldn't have love
[02:03.03]You couldn't have love
[02:08.51]♪
[02:11.70]Ayy, big .38, got pulled over twice
[02:14.03]Had to go and switch plates
[02:15.61]Bitch, don't think shit sweet
[02:16.92]I'm the same Baby Keem in 48 states
[02:19.34]I play charades with the bank
[02:21.10]Just net ten million, now I'm back with the Wraith
[02:23.14]And I'm going home with the loot
[02:25.31]Mama going home with a coupe
[02:29.06]I'm a hot girl
[02:32.88]A hot girl
[02:37.30]I'm a hot girl (make me lose my mind)
[02:41.60]A hot girl
[02:42.27]I took the light then hopped on the flight
[02:44.15]I cannot look towards your jaded advice
[02:46.28]I took the torch, I quit being nice
[02:47.84]I took the torch, now I gotta fight
[02:49.82]You niggas impulsive, quick to make moves
[02:51.82]You're biting your flows, a big appetite
[02:53.48]I look at the hoes, they not into shows
[02:55.47]I look at your shows, they opera white
[02:57.34]You gotta be nimble and quick like a fox
[02:59.36]I don't move in silence, this shit is abrupt
[03:01.35]I'm VVS'd up, precise in the cut
[03:03.04]This shit getting nice, it's not about me
[03:05.00]As long as you good, don't worry 'bout me
[03:06.86]I'm telling my friends that you not a freak
[03:08.61]My new Nia Long is cappin' is strong
[03:11.40]And she not afraid to get on with me
[03:12.53]I'm back at the crib, my memory deep
[03:14.38]I think about mama, I'm Baby Hykeem
[03:16.51]She got that tatted before I could read
[03:18.64]I'm spiritual now, I pray in my sleep
[03:20.32]20 years long, I never had dad
[03:22.31]My dad was a fraud, I had to be tough
[03:24.36]20 million, hoe, that's not enough
[03:26.26]Don't ask no questions, bitch, go add it up
[03:28.05]I took the light to sacrifice
[03:29.91]I sacrificed everything I need
[03:32.40]I could probably fuck these bitches in my sleep
[03:33.90]Young nigga know the hustle and the peace
[03:35.59]Stressing 'bout money turning to other things
[03:37.63]I was in uncle crib at 14
[03:39.22]Can't get through to mama 'cause she'd rather drink
[03:41.57]Facing the vision 'bout a 13
[03:43.19]I was 15, I was 16
[03:47.00]I was 15, I was 16
[03:50.61]I was 15, I was 16
[03:54.90]I was 15, I was 16
[04:00.32]I'm a hot girl
[04:04.50]A hot girl
[04:07.89]I'm a hot girl (make me lose my mind)
[04:12.06]A hot girl
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