Roddy Ricch – Baby Boy (Struggle) lyrics

[Hook] You don’t know my struggle You don’t know my struggle You don’t know my hustle You don’t know my hustle Step out done try me had to show my muscle Fuck nigga don’t trust em Fuck nigga don’t trust em, yeah It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy shit Yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Sixteen on my own, young nigga being grown [?] tryna had to rob niggas Cause I ain’t even have a phone I’m just tryna be a man, got me feeling all alone Ain’t nobody show the right side So I had to go and do some wrong You don’t know my struggle, niggas tryna eat Damn time run before a week Nigga barely even had a sheet Boy I wasn’t rocking no designers Had the same Jordans on my feet I was talking bout being a rich nigga With both meal to eat yeah Swear to God they love to hate They’ll say it to your face They just wanna see you fall off They ain’t tryna see you get the cake I remember I was starving Fake twenties had to bus’ em I was swerving got the lean on me Had to stretch it out and roll a [?] [Hook] You don’t know my struggle You don’t know my struggle You don’t know my hustle You don’t know my hustle Step out done try me had to show my muscle Fuck nigga don’t trust em Fuck nigga don’t trust em, yeah It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy shit Yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Ricch nigga that’s the stage name Yesterday I was just riding broke Put the [?] four back to bay [?] Robbing niggas and selling the dope Back in high shool I was fucked up I’m like how I’m gon pay for the bus So at night time I has hittin late to pay the phone bill for the month Yeah steal all the time for a nigga Go on take the top bunk Streets know I’m a lil nigga But I ain’t never been a punk Most time I was on a flow Using coke for a pedal To a five star hotel one day it gon fill Now it’s back to the flow Up and down got me seasick Hope God look out or me One day I’m a walk [?] Getting prayed up Forgive me for the way I came up [Hook] You don’t know my struggle You don’t know my struggle You don’t know my hustle You don’t know my hustle Step out done try me had to show my muscle Fuck nigga don’t trust you Fuck nigga don’t trust you, no It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy, that baby boy That baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit It’s that baby boy shit Fuck nigga don’t trust you no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no [Outro] Aye, aye And it [?] motherfucker Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey Explain Request ×

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