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DaBaby - 8 Figures Lyrics



DaBaby - 8 Figures Lyrics
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[ Featuring Meek Mill ]

Ayy man, f*ck all dat shit, man, it is what it is, man
From now on I look my demons in the face, nigga, the G way (K.i.D)
Ayy, big bruh, tell these niggas it's whatever with me (started)
Tell my pops I said, "What's happenin'?"
Yeah, niggas ain't f*cking with me, nigga
Ain't nothing you can do with me, nigga
I'm already broken in half, nigga, I'm already empty, nigga
At the same time I'm still full of love, nigga, my heart is still pure
I can't even explain this shit, nigga
It's Kirk, long live G
Let's go

Started from the bottom, he a eight-figure nigga (ah)
Got a cramp in my back
I was carrying ungrateful bitches and niggas
I got it though, cut the light on and I see
A soul full of pain when I look in the mirror
I'm broken now, ain't believe in this shit
I'll trade anything just to see big brother get up
How you even mean to do this?

F*ck it, I'm in my feelings
I wanna kill something too, G (oh, yeah)
Had to call my Dominican boo thing (she)
Call me down, I'm on FaceTime with Movie (move)
Shot me down on that page, niggas goofy
Knock 'em down, pay for brains like I'm Boosie
Hate that I gave 'em time that I could gave my brother
A shame how they turn 'round and do me (do me)
It's a shame how they turn 'round and flip
A shame how this money gon' turn into murder
A shame how they run down and spent 'em
Couple more on my list and we still got a burn 'em
A shame how I still ain't forget

The nerve of you ungrateful motherf*ckers
To act like I ain't the trillest
And to do me like that
But you gon' feel it

Started from the bottom, he a eight-figure nigga (ah)
Got a cramp in my back
I was carrying ungrateful bitches and niggas
I got it though, cut the light on and I see
A soul full of pain when I look in the mirror
I'm broken now, ain't believe in this shit
I'll trade anything just to see big brother get up
How you even mean to do this?

Started from the bottom, he a eight-figure nigga (ah)
Got a cramp in my back
I was carrying ungrateful bitches and niggas
I got it though, cut the light on and I see
A soul full of pain when I look in the mirror
I'm broken now, ain't believe in this shit
I'll trade anything just to see big brother get up
How you even mean to do this?

I was carrying ungrateful niggas and bitches (I was carrying)
Heard you be telling niggas I got up and left you in the trenches (what, what?)
And it's crazy now, niggas I put on once upon a time on my hit list (brrt)
I done got so f*cking rich it be damaging my friendships (whoa-ooh)
Most of these niggas ungrateful, you get some money, they hate you (niggas, they hate you)
I tried to put you on money, but you let this money shit make you (you let it make you)
You ain't never give a nigga twenty thou' while he broke
Never hear him say, "Thank you" (you ain't never)
That's why I be on angles
You niggas getting handouts at the goal line, fumbling and still tryna blame me

Started from the bottom, he a eight-figure nigga (ah)
Got a cramp in my back
I was carrying ungrateful bitches and niggas
I got it though, cut the light on and I see
A soul full of pain when I look in the mirror
I'm broken now, ain't believe in this shit
I'll trade anything just to see big brother get up
How you even mean to do this?
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Ayy man, f*ck all dat shit, man, it is what it is, man
From now on I look my demons in the face, nigga, the G way (K.i.D)
Ayy, big bruh, tell these niggas it's whatever with me (started)
Tell my pops I said, "What's happenin'?"
Yeah, niggas ain't f*cking with me, nigga
Ain't nothing you can do with me, nigga
I'm already broken in half, nigga, I'm already empty, nigga
At the same time I'm still full of love, nigga, my heart is still pure
I can't even explain this shit, nigga
It's Kirk, long live G
Let's go

Started from the bottom, he a eight-figure nigga (ah)
Got a cramp in my back
I was carrying ungrateful bitches and niggas
I got it though, cut the light on and I see
A soul full of pain when I look in the mirror
I'm broken now, ain't believe in this shit
I'll trade anything just to see big brother get up
How you even mean to do this?

F*ck it, I'm in my feelings
I wanna kill something too, G (oh, yeah)
Had to call my Dominican boo thing (she)
Call me down, I'm on FaceTime with Movie (move)
Shot me down on that page, niggas goofy
Knock 'em down, pay for brains like I'm Boosie
Hate that I gave 'em time that I could gave my brother
A shame how they turn 'round and do me (do me)
It's a shame how they turn 'round and flip
A shame how this money gon' turn into murder
A shame how they run down and spent 'em
Couple more on my list and we still got a burn 'em
A shame how I still ain't forget

The nerve of you ungrateful motherf*ckers
To act like I ain't the trillest
And to do me like that
But you gon' feel it

Started from the bottom, he a eight-figure nigga (ah)
Got a cramp in my back
I was carrying ungrateful bitches and niggas
I got it though, cut the light on and I see
A soul full of pain when I look in the mirror
I'm broken now, ain't believe in this shit
I'll trade anything just to see big brother get up
How you even mean to do this?

Started from the bottom, he a eight-figure nigga (ah)
Got a cramp in my back
I was carrying ungrateful bitches and niggas
I got it though, cut the light on and I see
A soul full of pain when I look in the mirror
I'm broken now, ain't believe in this shit
I'll trade anything just to see big brother get up
How you even mean to do this?

I was carrying ungrateful niggas and bitches (I was carrying)
Heard you be telling niggas I got up and left you in the trenches (what, what?)
And it's crazy now, niggas I put on once upon a time on my hit list (brrt)
I done got so f*cking rich it be damaging my friendships (whoa-ooh)
Most of these niggas ungrateful, you get some money, they hate you (niggas, they hate you)
I tried to put you on money, but you let this money shit make you (you let it make you)
You ain't never give a nigga twenty thou' while he broke
Never hear him say, "Thank you" (you ain't never)
That's why I be on angles
You niggas getting handouts at the goal line, fumbling and still tryna blame me

Started from the bottom, he a eight-figure nigga (ah)
Got a cramp in my back
I was carrying ungrateful bitches and niggas
I got it though, cut the light on and I see
A soul full of pain when I look in the mirror
I'm broken now, ain't believe in this shit
I'll trade anything just to see big brother get up
How you even mean to do this?
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Writer: De'Juane Malachi Dunwood, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Luis Witkiewitz, Robert Rihmeek Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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