Like Daisy Lane – Babyface Ray

Know what I’m saying?
Yee’ ain’t tripping, you know what I’m saying? All you niggas getting that motherfuckin’ Trump money
Y’all niggas ain’t doing nothing but bringing it straight to me
(Ayy Tana ‘fye that shit up)
Yeah, real world nigga

Dropping all them fiends, got the block hot (Block hot nigga)
She tryna catch a breeze, I let the top drop (I let the top down sometimes)
Them niggas hatin’ on me, they is not opps (Them niggas hatin’ on me, we ain’t going for none of that, not at all)
I’ve been gathering for a week to make it one stop, yeah
(Stupid ass nigga keep saying my name, I don’t even know these niggas)
Thirty-five racks all on one watch
(Thirty-five racks all on the Prezi, man I feel like Trump, I feel like Obama, I don’t know how I’m feeling)
A brick and Wockhardt all in one pop
(All in one pop man, flush that motherfucker down, I’m still up though, you know what I’m saying)
My nigga stay slidin’, cha cha
(My nigga stay slidin’, you niggas haven’t, you know what I’m saying, you never can divide us, real mafia)
These niggas stay broke, but not I (You stay broke, we up here)
I heard you tryna save that lil’ bitch, Popeye
Pop out with the Glock out, I done got got (I done got got)
I didn’t fall back, I brought it all back when it got hot
You call in, they got a call back, he is not the guy (He ain’t the one)
I told her bring soda, Rock & Rye (Boy)
I put lil’ shorty to sleep, rock-a-bye (Put lil’ shorty)
Two tones, we don’t do those (Uh uh), but they cool though (Cool)
It’s a world, I play the game, this shit get cruel though (It’s a world)
I’m with the real mafia, I need a suit on (I need a suit on)
Appreciate them Empire checks but we done blew those (Them bitches gone)
I understand you rap about this shit but you don’t move those (You niggas wrong)
Use my face card, get the plug, and put the crew on (I put the team on)
Nigga, what you mad at me for? (Mad at me for?)
You know it all nigga, what you askin’ me for? (What)
Gave up the blueprint, so yo’ ass shouldn’t be broke
My first day with’ it, sold a half a- (A whole one really, sold a half a kilo)
I heard my name’s in rooms that I ain’t been in (I heard)
Fuck these skinny jeans, the check won’t fit in (Fuck them shits)
Walked right through the line, them boys can’t get in (Let me through)
She said she never seen a Lamb’, I let her sit in (Come on)
Two-fifty for the drink, this bitch like Daisy Lane (Like Daisy Lane)
I link up with the gang, I brought out eighty chains (Like eighty chains)
Don’t worry ’bout my cup, I feel like Lil Wayne (Like Lil Wayne)
You gotta ask before you move, you know a nigga made (Boy)
Lil’ wave, I rock ’em both once to show I’m getting paid
She get a raise, been on the block for years, man you niggas lame
Go get a job ’cause truth be told you niggas in a nigga way
Same shit, different day, she said don’t give my dick away (Uh uh)
I said don’t give that pussy up, in Oakland rollin’ Cookie up
Don’t know me nigga, look me up
Just know a nigga booked as fuck (Just know)
They said I couldn’t leave the crib, I cooked this up (I cooked this up)
My migo gave it to me, unc’ he hooked this up (To me, unc’ he hooked this up)

(Ayy Tana ‘fye that shit up)