H&D - Baby Mama Lyrics

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma
You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled
You get slain by the commas

Theirs a grave yard of my niggas in front of the Louis Vuitton store
Theirs a grave yard of my niggas in front of the Gucci store
Theirs a grave yard of my niggas in front of the Hermes store theres
No shame in these gatherings niggas will buy more
Materialistically speaking could niggas be misinformed
By the shit that they buy by which they cant afford does not out-weigh
The urge for niggas to try on will negatively impact jealous cats if not torn
And even if so a logo affects a nigga info let him shine
Get him fresher than a corner store mentos till nigga's tiptoe
Corner you off chew you out this close call calls for nigga's who buying they
Life unfamiliar with their worth until they shoes scream a price make
One cloth purchase your designer lives twice and its real for those within
The field b** be the victim that'll love for whats concealed not revealed
And the nigga providing stability don't posses no wheels ignoring his bills
Is designer really worth passing down in your will yup your ignorance
Is lucrative your footwear prove it is

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma
You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled
You get slain by the commas

I done been around one two many not having a penny
Run to they baby mama with they palm out give me
Give me half including what you got in the stash see me the
Week after next i get my unemployment check
Not a return yet not a cause to grow upset as long as the baby daddy
Sets apart on the set so yes the idea of not possessing wealth physically
Becomes a symbol means more than your account deficiencies
Its a habit not to have it pretend you live a particular life and indulge in whats
Lavish many will practice faking it till they make it till those get
Embarrassed by i with real carrots not one rabbit ear on me still
I been able to hear the conversations in the street thought i was burned until
The one and only nigga half your age slid through in triple big bodies
Triple your wage so to speak nigga's brag but won't go week for week hundred
For hundred your monthly transactions won't reflect my insurance
Coverage and i could show you how to get it if you nigga's don't
Kill me or plan to cause me suffrage still you love it

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma
You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled
You get slain by the commas

Cash never ruled cash never do its the lack of respect these
Nigga's have before they do come in contact with large quantities added
On to the equation and the fears of loosing these sponsors my aggression
Desire to acquire more my lack of consideration speaks
A message within the volume of my values i thought less of
The nigga's that fought for me won't throw the towel
Was taught to avoid the vowels in the hood where the owl
In a nigga a say o then they know u feed him a little chetah
I employ him he say i o u months go past no repayment i should
Of told you no loans should be provided unless
It includes pressure of which i try to avoid but niggas
Will try to test ya like Tesla f*** it i got to charge more plus the interest
For the tension that my index finger want to floor on the trigger
But in actuality do i want to take a life for he not know how
To figure how to triple what i gave him or should i let his
Baby mother save him or should i clap him
For the shoes that he bought with a past due
Due balance minimize his life mileage ya'll nigga's wilding

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma
You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled
You get slain by the commas