Lyrics Baby Boy - B00sted, KNOWN.

Baby Boy

Woke up in the morning, I’m thinking bout the way you talking
The way you walk around my head, and how you strutting often
You make my vision green, Celtics in the midst of Boston
The way you bounce it like security when you shake and toss em
Your green eyes, got a paper trail that leaves in autumn
Smack smack, baby boy, back, hit the cockpit
Gotta fly into the sky, with no drop in sight
Ignite the light, and blow the site, like 20 sticks of dynamite
I’m tripping with you
Tree Sap, the way I’m sticking with you
ASAP, like fast pace, the way I’m whipping with you
I got urges
Long jump the furthest
Live life with morals, stay safe, love with purpose
Capture moments that lead up pencil, like you just written cursive
Don’t fall for no person, snatching purses and bursting gats out the trunk
Baby boy on the run
I pray for my baby girl that this world will just show her love
Hop in the whip, okay
Stacking my chips, okay
I make the money, then go and I flip, yeah I talk my shit, okay
I make the hits like I’m going too fast
I’m hitting the brakes, but I’m hitting the gas
These people be switching, they gone like a flash
They pass me the ball, bitch I shoot like I’m Nash
People be talking the vision, they wanna flow like this
Get on the beat and they wanna go like this
Everybody they get it, they wanna get it from Reddit
They wanna talk that shit, but they never go spit it
They wanna go like whoa
I been in the back of the whip like bro
Everybody talk but they don’t know
I been feeling down but I don’t show
I don’t show like
Kinda funny how this shit gonna work
Kinda funny how we live and we learn
Kinda funny how we give and we earn
I been waiting, I been taking my turn
Way I’m moving, I will never return
Both been growing like the start of a fern
I been watching all the bridges they burn but
Yeah It’s hard to tell
Way I’m cooking this shit I swear it’s a spell
2020, we been taking too much L’s
I studied the game, I know it pretty well
Say you know, but you don’t
Let me speak, set the tone
We were kids, now we grown
Super fly, like a drone
I got cash, don’t need loans
All the same, all them clones
I’m on mute, got no phone
Try to talk, leave me lone
I been tryna get away from all this shit
Always offer high, but then they cheapen it
It was pretty good, but then I seasoned it
Ask me if I did it, but I plead to fifth
Hop in the whip, okay
Stacking my chips, okay
I make the money, then go and I flip, yeah I talk my shit, okay
I make the hits like I’m going too fast
I’m hitting the brakes, but I’m hitting the gas
These people be switching, they gone like a flash
They pass me the ball, bitch I shoot like I’m Nash
People be talking the vision, they wanna flow like this
Get on the beat and they wanna go like this
Everybody they get it, they wanna get it from Reddit
They wanna talk that shit, but they never go spit it
They wanna go like whoa
I been in the back of the whip like bro
Everybody talk but they don’t know
I been feeling down but I don’t show
I don’t show like