Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Without Em, artist - Baby Soulja
Date of issue: 11.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Without Em |
Nigga sent threats and now he dead, fuck he was talkin' 'bout? |
Investigators sayin' that I’m the reason why the city hot |
Shit, fuck you mean? |
Bitch, I don’t even much be there a lot |
Two court dates, two different cities, same day, this shit a lot |
But fuck it, still I remain thuggin' |
They killed my closest brother and I still ain’t learn nothin' |
My dawgs don’t wanna do shit with they life but drink and burn somethin' |
But expect for me to give 'em somethin' when they ain’t earn nothin' |
Man, it’s fucked up how I gotta move |
Can’t even enjoy my fuckin' life 'cause I got shit to lose |
On top of that, I’m steady fightin' with my baby mama |
I ain’t do shit, talk to my lawyer, I ain’t got shit to say, your honor, |
for real |
Girl, you so fine, but you so damn evil |
But I fuck with you off top so it be hard to leave you |
My sister scared to let me meet her boyfriend, think I’ma beat him |
That nigga mad 'cause I ain’t speak in the club, nigga, I ain’t see you |
I’ma make up for them times, all them times I made you cry, that’s for sure |
Baby girl, I’m on my grind, so you gotta know what times I gotta go, gotta go, |
gotta go |
Ayy, fuck them niggas, I could do it without 'em |
Fuck them bitches, I could do it without 'em, without 'em |
He say he livin' like that nigga, I doubt it |
Won’t catch me slippin', I ain’t leavin' without it |
I’m in beef so I just went and bought a brand new drake |
I gotta live 'cause I’m the one who keep my family straight |
I gotta go in my own world, I gotta meditate |
I’ll rob 'fore I sell my soul to keep my money straight, my money straight |
And you know I run down with that Uzi, I won’t hesitate to use it |
I can’t give up on my music, I’ll starve if I do it |
Everybody sayin' that I’m trippin', I been actin' stupid |
Bitch, I got feelings 'cause I’m human |
And they’re still assuming by the way I look |
I wear my jewelry, case I gotta steal, they don’t think I’m the crook |
I’d never steal from my dawgs, that ain’t real in my book |
You talkin' shit but I’m the reason why your nigga took |
You got my nigga took |
You understand? |
Real nigga shit though, you feel me? |
This shit so fucked up out here, dawg |
So you know what I’m sayin', sometimes you don’t know who is who, what is what, |
you feel me? |
But shit, the great God within, you know what I’m sayin' |
He gon' always remove what ain’t for you out your life, my nigga |
Know what I’m sayin', shit |
Sometimes it be the closest ones, my nigga |
Who’ll do you dirty, you feel me? |
My nigga, I don’t trust nothin', I don’t trust nobody, you feel me? |
But I, sometimes you gotta accept the Lord, though, you feel me? |
One hundred shit, though, that very first paper right there |
Straight up |
Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas |
Fuck them bitches, fuck them bitches |