Baby Girl

Lyrics

Baby girl built like a Cadillac Giving me a rap attack Beauty is the cataracts To cover up the flaws Fact is she don't understand this rap shit All she know how to do is swipe the plastic Put on her make up and spread the Chap Stick Her main aspirations to be a rap chick In the video I told her go to school silly hoe New millennium Billy Jean We call her Billy Joe Sam, Tom, Dick, and Harry All her pimp daddies one-track mind for Sally She too quick to give up the draws But she won't stop screwing till she Fuck the stars Thinking these niggas be bigger than her For material she steady giving it up Now two sons later With no fathers to guild them The more dope boys the more she gonna ride them Mercedes Benz she dream of driving Misguided youth with scars she can't hide them If she reach higher for stars she might find them But she too stuck on the stars that stay shining (Hamza Atoi) Her ocean unique Yet for those who sail on Atlantic Shores Gain more than a wave in the superficial life I know a single mother who's mad at the world On the real I can't be mad at the girl Baby daddy in the F.E.D.S 5 for tax evasion For the lawyer homeboy used all his savings The Lex got repoed The crib got resold Gucci on EBay Koochie on decay She back in the hood with a GEED Trying to raise a black man right now he's three Up in the CC shake her ass for dollars And the CC stand for community college Degrading herself to feed her fam Can't sleep cause at night she feels all those hands And She mad at her man For the wrong reasons She should be mad for eating and not feeding Her brain now she's rock bottom of chains Where cum stained blood money's always exchanged A black girl lost in the game For chasing the fame But found pain At 20 she now drained Instead of a woman she 's now called slang A hoe and really though who could you blame Her ocean unique Yet for those who sail on Atlantic Shores Gain more than a wave in the superficial life She wanted to be an actress But ended up a waitress Her friends filled her head up with fake shit Instead of her plan She took the hard route And once you in trouble It's hard to get out She ended up on the casting couch With a dick in her mouth And now she's scorned 3 grams of blow a day doing porn Dude she called her boyfriend turned her on Got a lil money but now no dignity Her friends filled her head up with imagery Now the industry is her enemy And success to her is bad memories Can't have kids her womb is too polluted Her big break was her body being distributed Exploited and poisoned by the camera No one loves her they lust and clamor her All for the glamour and the spotlight So is it really sweet when you live the pop life All the time shorty gotta watch her grind A woman of the streets may lose her mind Hamza Atoi 200 dollars in ones One gold pole and a lost soul An absent thought learned from her absent mother now Abstinence is smothered in dreams Of I want better for my life But life don't get much better When better days come from dropping panties And scarred knees Baby you just got to breath Like you pushing life in this world I'm just trying to push life in you girl with through poem Before your heart turns cold Like the coldest winter ever I don't want to ever see your name Turn into a season written by a soldier You gotta keep keep on You gotta keep keep on