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​trademark usa - Baby Keem

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"​trademark usa" es una canción interpretada por Baby Keem, publicada en el álbum the melodic blue

Fecha de lanzamiento: 9 de Septiembre del año 202. 

Letra ​trademark usa - Baby Keem



I can't help but feel neglected

Changin' up the schedule, your calendar refreshin'

Time pass and we move on, nobody says shit

How I'm 'posed to act when my morals ain't respected?

How you 'posed to act when your feelings ain't protected?

I'm cashin' checks just to get some neck and some necklaces

What's next? War and turbulence, prayin' on this plane

Success, got a taste of it, never was the same


Trademark on that pussy, trademarkin' my brand-new bitch

Yeah, duh, hol' up, blood, hol' up, cuh, hol' up, sis, huh (Hol' up)

LLC the Glock and I LLC my bitch, huh (LLC)

Pass me the rock, I go crazy on my kicks, huh

Had to tell my grandma, "Sit back, relax" and shit, huh (Make nigga)

Make nigga buy her house and car, she's off the list, huh

Fake nigga, talkin' 'bout he rich but barely is, huh

Eight figures, jumpin' off the stage into the kids, huh (Yeah)

Single out the shooter, take the shooter to the blitz, huh (Yeah)

Droppin' out of school, dropped deposit on their crib, huh (Yeah)

Poppin' out on Instagram, I only post my bitch, huh

I don't need your input, get your two cents off my pic, huh

Generation money, type of money dyin' rich

And I wanna say, "Shoutout to the dead, now I flex," woah


Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh

Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)

Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)

Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (One)


I'm sick of you niggas not taking a risk

I'm taking advantage and taking my course (Kill 'em)

I cannot compete with the mud in my system

My tolerance low, I don't tolerate force

I protect, I am the one

I rose up for the score

I gotta let my ego go

You niggas not ready to settle the war (Yeah)

You niggas not ready to stop bein' hoes

You niggas not ready to open the doors

You niggas run in, take off with the drawer

You niggas not really the richest on Forbes

You niggas not ready to deal with the sacrifices

And instead, you're passin' the torch

And check the surveillance camera at the cemetery

See me dancin' on all of your corpse, go


You could only have love

Ooh, could I say it more?

Could I say it more?



Ayy, E38

Got pulled over twice, had to go and switch plates

Bitch, don't think shit sweet

I'm the same Baby Keem in forty-eight states

I play charades with the bank

Just net ten million, now I'm back with the Wraith

And I'm goin' home with the loot

Mama goin' home with a coupe


I'm a hot girl

A hot girl

I'm a hot girl (Make me lose my mind)

A hot girl


I took the 'Lac then hopped on the flight

I cannot look towards your jaded advice

I took the torch, I quit being nice

I took the torch, now I gotta fight

You niggas impulsive, quick to make moves

You're biting your flows, a big appetite

I look at the hoes, they not at your shows

I look at your shows, they Oprah white

You gotta be nimble and quick like a fox

I don't move in silence, this shit is abrupt

I'm VVS-ed up, precise in the cut

Did she get a nut? It's not about me

As long as you good, don't worry 'bout me

I'm telling my friends that you not a freak

My new Nia Long is Kaepernick strong

And she not afraid to get on one knee

I'm back at the crib, my memory deep

I think about mama, I'm Baby Hykeem

She got that tatted before I could read

I'm spiritual now, I pray in my sleep

Twenty years long, I never had dad

My dad was a fraud, I had to be tough

Twenty million, ho, that's not enough

Don't ask no questions, bitch, go add it up

I took the light to sacrifice

I sacrificed everything I need

I could probably fuck these bitches in my sleep

Young nigga know the hustle and the Ps

Stressing 'bout money, turned to other things

I was in uncle crib at fourteen

Can't get through to mama 'cause she'd rather drink

Facin' eviction by the thirteenth


I was fifteen, I was sixteen

I was fifteen, I was sixteen

I was fifteen, I was sixteen

I was fifteen, I was sixteen


I'm a hot girl

A hot girl

I'm a hot girl (Make me lose my mind)

A hot girl


Letra añadida por el usuario: Nilmey

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