March Madness lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's DaBaby
Baby  Jesus, entertainment for the Gods
n*ggas  claim they got a deal for me, ha
If you done made it this far in the mixtape, man, I love you for that, you hear me, it's Baby Jesus, man
Yeah, what deal n*gga? (What deal n*gga? Huh?)
Show  me the money or just shut the f*ck up talkin' to me
It's  DaBaby, b*tch!

[Verse]
I finished a show and go sell a bow
Hop  right off a stage and jump in a rental
I see how they act when they in they feelings
And me, I rap just what I'm really living
I'ma keep winning and hit they women
I'ma  keep living the sh*t they spittin'
I'ma forgive 'em but won't forget it
I'ma get rich, put on for my city (Charlotte)
Take all the pain, leave it on the stage
Take off a plug and go make a play
I'm showin' love on the weed today
Did a pound of the OG for three today
It's a drought but I'm selling 'em cheap today
Play with me, send a hit where your people stay
Pray to God that I don't gotta prove it
Play with John and you know I'ma lose it
First let me start off by saying I came from the struggle, I came up from nothing
Oodles o'noodles when we had the munchies
I slept on a mattress, I don't need no covers
Had roaches and rats, you can go ask my brothers
I wan' see a mansion, and yankin' my foot up they ass with this rap
You can hate it or love it, this chick that I'm with is so bad I pulled over in traffic and laid her up right there in public, mwah
You say I'm disgusting, but these b*tches, they love it
Better get you some money, yeah
I'm staying down with my n*ggas, don't play around with my n*ggas
I take your pounds with my n*ggas, I play the town with my n*ggas, you play around you could get it
I do not have time for these b*tches, I do not have time for these n*ggas
I have all of my time dedicated to grind and get rich or die trying, my mind on a million
Not even half-way close to where I wanna be, I'm only 23, I don't have children
I hit the club one-deep, everyone f*ck with me, showing me love when I walk in the building
But it don't matter, my mama still working, I'm still out here robbin', I'm still out here serving
I take your sh*t, act like it was an accident, that ain't what happened, I did it on purpose
These n*ggas dying to find out the recipe, working excessively, taking these chances
Moving aggressively, while calculatin' decisions, you probably won't understand it
All of them n*ggas who say they your n*ggas, be talking about you when you are not wit' 'em
Don't even address it, that sh*t was expected, initially, honestly, I'm not offended
If you wish me the worst, no hard feelings, I wish you the best, your success, that ain't none of my business
However, I want you to know I don't f*ck wit' you, I say it loud so you could comprehend it