Thug Baby /Free Demarcus

[Verse] Hey CR You baby, you my thug baby, like when I call you that How you win my heart, you part of that Took your heart, give me that Wanna buy you all of that You need some love, I need it too I know field (?) cuz I ain't with you I ain't fucking with no front door vibes Sometimes you tell me "Pull up" late at night Do I need a new vibe? Cuz I don't need a new ride I need you to hold tight I make sure my guns right Lowkey outside is not nice You just want some pleasure I'm dealing with pain I'm gon' win regardless But sometimes I go brazy Sometimes I gotta let it be Just wanna kill Think about all them days Everybody change We was giving face lifts This all for thе crew Sometimes I feel likе no one care They left me feeling used Sometimes I found myself in my head Think about my partner, wanna cry, don't wanna rest I'm so used to getting cheques cnd they so used to feeling down 'Cause they was hating for no reason You better stay down with your people You my bando brodie We was selling them colours, crayons Money so long, turn the stove off I had the world in my palm Can't make the wrong mistake, I'd drop the ball I couldn't get your call I was sliding with my brothers Remember we used to be bored and just go drill We used the rental, had no stolie Me and DaMarcus was outside day and night cll night, with the pipe We was sippin' wok together We lost our mind together Boyz in the hood Me and one of my brodies got into an argument Shot shots, you call me next time like "What the f*ck dawg?" Come back, you spin right back We brothers, they died about nothing We blood but you my only cousin Free DaMarcus, that (?) shotta That bullshit, Southside shit, you know how the f*ck we coming man You said some shit I didn't like Promised I'd never call back Caught up in my mind fucking all these bitches Fast life, fast life, fast I want no one girl, I want you bad I'm so caught up in my bag Was getting them Prada (?) Bro would have made the D1 We was a real baller Balling on and off the court for real Slide on Driftwood Court to kill I know the feel, you couldn't hold back Seen the bronem drilling, you wanna drill too When I be rapping, seen bronem drill, make me wanna drill too It's been so so so long, I don't know who still with me I don't know who still for me, I don't know who really feel me But I know that DaMarcus with me, called me said he with me Manifestation real, I told the bros we chase a hunnid Ks, got that I can't rest, I wanna sleep and wake up to some millions Money leng, won't you speak my talk, you so brilliant You tryna teach me Portuguese, but she Brazilian I don't really like no lemon squeeze, but don't matter, I won't (?) Feel the (?) by my side, hit hit hit Stand over top, zip him, face lift For all I did for you, I won't mention it