Letra de Circus Circus Free$tyle - Baby Keem

Part I

Who the fuck told you I wasn't that nigga?

Who the fuck told you I wouldn't get bigger?

Twenty-five M's, and now it's a stick up

Hatin' ass niggas waitin' on me to slip up

Runnin' up the budget, my life is a movie

Cut the bitch off like, shawty, you blew me

Now, she runnin' 'round sayin' she outgrew me

Keep it one hunnid, bitch — you a fuckin' goofy

Who the fuck told you I wouldn't get bigger?

Hatin' ass nigga waitin' on me to slip up

Who the fuck told you I wouldn't get bigger?

Your ex went gay, now she don't like niggas

How you fuck me then fuck my homies?

She called my phone sayin', "I was just lonely"

I was hoopin' yesterday, thinkin' 'bout Kobe

'Member them days livin' off of bologna

If you want a six-pack, you gotta do sit-ups

Not tryna get to the chili, bitch, get up

Nigga like me, I gas a bitch head up

Nigga like me, I—

Part II

We T'd up, now we lookin' out for trouble

We was six deep in a huddle, keepin' my mystique when I hustle

A nigga tryna do the impossible, burn out in traffic, goin' bonkers

992, boogie monster, nigga, whole time

Nigga, whole time it was us

Nigga, whole time you was inside, I was outside in the mud

Nigga, whole time seen a bitch lyin', but my nigga swore I made it up

Nigga, whole time, calls from my ex bitch, we are never making up

Nigga, whole time (Woah-oh, woah-oh)

Tattoos on her thigh (Woah-oh, woah-oh), panties go to the side

We just tryna stay alive (Woah-oh, woah-oh), Carolinas were my year

I ain't tuckin' no chain (Woah-oh, woah-oh), lettin' my jewelry hang, like my lil' brother Cain

Ayy, I'm a genre bender, and I'm comin' out a broken home

You been switchin' states for cheaper livin', man — to each his own

I'm the type of rich nigga that got a, uh — broken phone

I just spent five million on a condo, and don't be at home (Ooh)

You regular, baby — I need you to conjure up different emotion (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

What can I do in Bahamas right now? My fine shit is scared of the ocean (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

I was all in with you, baby, I'm changin' my mind, it's time to be open (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

All of my niggas is live in Battery Park, we havin' commotion (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Can't let them bitches inside, they fuck up the vibe, they known to do ho shit (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

She wanna post me online and act like she tribe, like I wouldn't notice (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

It ain't no point in correcting you, bitch — you got it, you know that you bogus (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

It really ain't hard impressing, bitch, you come from the rats and roaches (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

We was starvin' through the night, we had to hustle for the lights

Keep the family tight, I made a different sacrifice

Flew one to New York, I wanna see the prototype

I'm lookin' for a — 'cause my last one went on strike

I'm havin' a different wife type 'cause my last one went on strike (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Baby, I'm being serious, you a ten, I need to strike (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

I'm tryna hide you, delete that Instagram by tonight (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

And mean girl shit don't turn me on, you gotta come polite (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

And niggas thought I fuckin' died, now I gotta thrive, Baby Keem ain't playin' no more

Denzel told me, "Come alive," all you niggas fried, can't even be a fan no more

Wyseem was just tryna vibe, I be out the country, I don't even plan no more

She don't wanna wear her pants no more, we ain't even in the sand no more

(Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Ayy

Part III

Woah (Hahahaha)

(Woah, woah, woah, woah)

King Wyseem arrived, nigga — I got many ties

Had to watch my momma cry when my house got colonized

Grab the baddie by the hand, she look cute, I make her mine (Hahahaha)

Money in my pants, it's okay to take your time

People love to cross me and they don't apologize

I don't know my siblings on my real father side

I done cooked a lot of niggas when my grandmama died

I was put here on a mission that you wouldn't understand

I don't want no rapper friends, I'm in the ghetto with my plans

I been buildin' like a nigga put a Lego in my hands

Bitch, I'm Keem Wyseem, when I'm on this two man, ayy

"Period, pooh," what the fuck do that mean?

When Wyseem get the pussy, treat it like a sex scene

I almost died when I took the vaccine

I was gone for two years, down bad, reflecting

Ayy, yeah, nigga — two phone jumpin' in this bitch, it's time to rap (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Yeah, nigga — fucked up so much money, time to get it back (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Yeah, nigga — two mill' overseas on an investment trap (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Yeah, nigga — that was when I went back to my habitat (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Yeah, nigga — uncle sold my Xbox just to buy some crack (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Yeah, nigga — tried to cut her off, but she not fallin' back (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Yeah, nigga — fuckin' caveman with the way I rap (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Booya, booga-wooga-ooga-ooga-waga-waga-wah

You's a boy that should've, could've, nigga, booga, nigga, hoo-hoo

I'm a fuckin' caveman, nigga, hoo-hoo

Would've, should've, could've, nigga, booga, nigga, boo-hoo

I'm a fuckin' caveman, got a loose screw

Boy that should've could've, nigga, booga, nigga, hoo-hoo

I'm a fuckin' caveman, nigga, hoo-hoo

Would've, should've, could've, nigga, booga, nigga, boo-hoo

I'm a fuckin' caveman, got a loose screw

(Woah, woah, woah-woah)

(Woah, woah, woah-woah)

(Woah, woah, woah-woah)

(Woah, woah, woah-woah)

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