Tag: Breaking Bad


Lil Baby – Southside Lyrics




[Intro]
Southside on the track, yeah
Southside
Southside
Yeah
Strapped

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

[Verse 1]
Temp fade, new jays
All day, catch plays
White tee, dope boy
Move that dope, boy
Trappin’ out the bando
Servin’ out the window
Tryna run our mills up
That’s what we pay the rent fo’
Fuck it up in the Gucci sto’, them M’s in
Bad bitch lookin’ like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim
I just want push start on my car
Shoutout the hood, they know I’m a god
They know we bang wherever we are
I just took these cuts on stage
Look at these VVS’ in my chain
I’m doing better, I can’t even complain
Bought a plane, then I brew out the brain
Breaking Bad, make the bitch go insane
With the gang, I ain’t switchin’ no name
Paper tag, got me switchin’ these lanes
Doing these thangs to get me some chains
These niggas be fuckin’ for fame

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

[Verse 2]
I’m doin’ shit that they wishin’ they could
I’m the frontrunner, break right through the hood
They hated on me, but it’s still all good
Draco on me, and it’s still all wood
I’m on probation, they let off a fool
They on my drip, tryna see what I do
They takin’ notes, tryna study my moves
They tryna do what I do
All-Star weekend, I was gettin’ the pack in
Heard you got your shit took
Nigga you lackin’
Big body Benz (?) with the backend
Real street niggas buyin’ (?) with the backends
These niggas ain’t authentic, they actin’
And I ain’t get to the money, they cappin’
What happened?
I thought you was a real one?
Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones
These diamonds dancin’ too loud in my ear, so I don’t hear them
My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
We don’t fear them
These niggas don’t wanna play with us
I swear that we gon’ kill them

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood




L2B – Fully Focused lyrics




[Hook]
I’m moving on fast, where the cash at?
I could hold on to my past, but I’m past that,
Now I’m on the right track and I’m locked and loaded,
And there’s no turning back now, I’m fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.

[Verse 1]
In two seconds, I’ve already said five words in this rhyme,
The kid is hot, I’m on fire, someone call the emergency line,
And let ’em know you just heard some of the greatest work of all time,
By a talented rapper on the rise, yeah the pleasure is mine.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever stop writing these lines,
It’s just such a rush, kind of like the one you get from sky-diving,
‘Cause there’s nothing I can do, it’s like I’m losing control
And just having to go with flow of what’s going on in the moment
And all I could do is focus, I’m always writing these lyrics
And you can hear the proof through the fact that I’ve already wrote this.
See this aint nothing new to me, you don’t hear me though.
You’re probably just now hearing my thoughts from a year ago, but..

[Hook]
I’m moving on fast, where the cash at?
I could hold on to my past, but I’m past that,
Now I’m on the right track and I’m locked and loaded,
And there’s no turning back now, I’m fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.

[Verse 2]
Letting this weed smoke go to my head, it’s my herbal essence,
I’m good man, like Saul, and that’s a Breaking Bad reference.
But this aint Walter White, this is Heisenberg with a mic,
I know the chemistry behind these lines to make the perfect rhyme,
Shit, I’m supplying some of the purest hip-hop around,
My clientele loves it, they fiend for lyricism this side of town,
And I give ’em the best fix, leave ’em feel the same effects
As if they just got hit in the head with a clenched fist,
‘Til they’re dizzier than Drizzy Drake in a room full of his exes,
Better figure out an exit strategy quick,
Slip up and become the focus of my next diss,
Shit, picking the next victim to check off of my list
Is like skimming through Netflix,
All these choices..

[Hook]
I’m moving on fast, where the cash at?
I could hold on to my past, but I’m past that,
Now I’m on the right track and I’m locked and loaded,
And there’s no turning back now, I’m fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.