EARNED IT lyrics

[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
It ain't my fault you f*cked your money up, n*gga
Blindfold on, ridin' 'round clear tint
Hope you know that I ain't tryna hide from you n*ggas
You know I earned the right to go hard on a b*tch

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
They like, "Boy, you deserve it"
They see me, they gettin' nervous, don't you worry
Only came for one thing, I remember my first G
I remember my first ten, sellin' paperwork with Ri
I wish Soda was alive, used to see him every week
First one to tell me pick between rapping or the streets
Treat me like a rapper now, but all that cappin', it ain't mе
All that actin', it ain't me, all that Act' we used to drink
All that sh*t that wе done done, never used a one-on-one
All I know is buy a load, take 'em there, and f*ck 'em up
n*ggas sprintin' with the bag, so all that frontin' done
Yeah, drop it with no care, the tab be like a hundred
They call me, know I'm comin', masterpiece like I'm Crumble
Tarzan plain jane, swingin' through the jungle
n*gga screamin', "Gang gang," I don't even know you
That cup got me knocked, so I try not to promote it

[Chorus: Babyface Ray & DaeMoney]
It ain't my fault you f*cked your money up, n*gga
Blindfold on, ridin' 'round clear tint (Yeah)
Hope you know that I ain't tryna hide from you n*ggas (Uh-uh)
You know I earned the right to go hard on a b*tch
[Verse 2: DaeMoney]
I just left up out of Z, this piece leanin' and I'm still leanin'
Finished-ass n*ggas front they moves, it ain't hard to see it
She said her n*gga wanna be me, he better keep dreamin'
The checks that I be gettin' like I'm ballin' with some G Leaguers
Forgiato dinner plates, hit the cup and then I skate
I'm the blueprint, these n*ggas see me and they imitate
I'ma end the beef, but promise I ain't never entertainin'
b*tches lose they mind in the club when I'm in there rainin'
Wavy Navy armed and dangerous, smokin' Gerski with the ganger
Had a talk with gang the other day, we done with the A-ers
b*tches walkin' 'round to they friends like, "You know he slayed me?"
I'm tryna get an M, I was twenty when I seen eighty
All them scams, all them juggs, all them road trips I took
All that sh*t I been through, I swear that I could write a book
When them bullets comin' at you, most n*ggas'd be shook
Most n*ggas shoot the gun, half the time, they don't look
I ain't duckin' from no n*gga, blindfold, ridin' clear tint
I f*cked her first night and you thought she was a pure b*tch
I cut my conversations short 'cause n*ggas, they don't hear sh*t
If n*ggas don't hear sh*t, but then you need to hear this

[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
It ain't my fault you f*cked your money up, n*gga
Blindfold on, ridin' 'round clear tint
Hope you know that I ain't tryna hide from you n*ggas
You know I earned the right to go hard on a b*tch