Project Baby lyrics

by

Lil Durk


[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
I’m a real project baby (Ah)
Man, I was f*ckin' without no condom
I was disrespecting my mama, I was going out with my llama
I’m a real project baby (Yeah, yeah)
Street n*gga, too real with it
Certain sh*t, I gotta deal with it
Had a 38, wit' two shells in it
I’m a real project baby
sh*t, I cleaned up sh*t wit' no allowance
Washed up with McDonald cups and I woke up to a syrup sandwich
I’m a real project baby
I love my gang, so f*ck another n*gga
I’m from the trenches where they fight murders with public defenders
I’m a real project baby

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Pick up a basketball or a Glock (Aye, sh*t)
f*ck that sh*t, I picked up my mop
Picked it up 'cause I’m a gangster
Ain’t evеn know nothin' 'bout no opps
When my daddy took a L, ain’t even know nothin' 'bout my pops
I’m just tryna еarn my stripes
Ain’t even know nothin' 'bout no slots
We turned to pill heads
My homie got out the system early, I think he still fed
I use Visine when I’m too high, my sh*t was still red
I popped out for my graduation with a Kel-Tec (Yeah, yeah)
You gotta be jumped inside the gang to be a gangster
Career day, ain’t bring nobody but a gangster
You turned your back on me today, I tell you, "thank you"
Paramedics five minutes late, they can’t save you
Hanging wit' a rat for some cash, acting anxious
You seen wit' him, can’t hang with me, that sh*t contagious
A lean, car, public aid, and minimum wages, that sh*t crazy (sh*t contagious)
[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
I’m a real project baby (Ah)
Man, I was f*ckin' without no condom (Ah-ah)
I was disrespecting my mama (Ah-ah), I was going out with my llama (Ah-ah)
I’m a real project baby (Yeah, yeah)
Street n*gga, too real with it
Certain sh*t, I gotta deal with it
Had a 38, wit' two shells in it
I’m a real project baby
sh*t, I cleaned up sh*t wit' no allowance
Washed up with McDonald cups and I woke up to a syrup sandwich
I’m a real project baby
I love my gang, so f*ck another n*gga
I’m from the trenches where they fight murders with public defenders
I’m a real

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Project baby (Ah), glad I graduated (Ah)
I rock VVS-1, your sh*t saturated (Ah)
No exaggeration, I get the money, I’m really the man in my city
Durk caught a case in my county, I told him to shift it
He got out before he could get it
Project baby, I’m not Kodak
Handle business, n*ggas know that
I could stop you at your last picture, everything from then would be a throwback
Make em’ pull up where your hoe at
I sip sizzurp, ain’t no Moët
Got a blower, I’m a blow it
Naked b*tches, I ignore 'em
Section eight, the top floor, biggest lil' n*gga in Georgia
b*tches want me to record them, show they friends like they in Georgia
Ain’t tripping, baby cordial
Pretty women, they be gorgeous
Lamborghini, I got choices
Baby really on some more sh*t
Three hundred racks on me now like I bang OTF, but you know I’m from Atlanta
Every other day a holiday, in my neighborhood, I’m the black Santa
[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
I’m a real project baby (Ah)
Man, I was f*ckin' without no condom (Ah-ah)
I was disrespecting my mama (Ah-ah), I was going out with my llama (Ah-ah)
I’m a real project baby (Yeah, yeah)
Street n*gga, too real with it
Certain sh*t, I gotta deal with it
Had a 38, wit' two shells in it
I’m a real project baby
sh*t, I cleaned up sh*t wit' no allowance
Washed up with McDonald cups and I woke up to a syrup sandwich
I’m a real project baby
I love my gang, so f*ck another n*gga
I’m from the trenches where they fight murders with public defenders
I’m a real project baby
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