trademark usa (Explicit)

[00:00.00]Baby Keem - trademark usa (Explicit)
[00:00.59]Written by:Hykeem Carter、Adam King Feeney、Teo Lucas Halm、ROGET CHAHAYED、Ruchaun Akers
[00:01.05]Composed by:Hykeem Carter、Adam King Feeney、Teo Lucas Halm、ROGET CHAHAYED、Ruchaun Akers
[00:01.83]I can't help but feel neglected
[00:03.76]Changing up the schedule your calendar refreshing
[00:07.16]Time pass and we move on nobody said sh*t
[00:10.62]How I'm 'posed to act when my morals ain't respected
[00:14.05]How you 'posed to act when your feelings ain't protected
[00:17.36]From cash and checks just to get some neck and some necklaces
[00:20.76]What's next more turbulence prayin' on this plane
[00:24.21]Success got a taste of it never was the same
[00:27.39]Trademark on that p**sy trademarkin' my brand-new b**ch
[00:30.32]Yeah duh hol' up blood hol' up cuh hol' up
[00:33.48]Sis huh hol' up
[00:34.33]LLC the glock and I LLC my b**ch huh LLC
[00:37.85]Pass me the rock I go crazy on my kicks huh
[00:41.14]Had to tell my grandma sit back relax
[00:43.31]And sh*t huh make n**ga
[00:44.57]Make a n**ga buy her house
[00:46.03]And car she's off the list huh
[00:47.88]Fake n**ga talking' 'bout he rich but barely is huh
[00:51.32]Eight figures jumpin' off the stage into the kids huh yeah
[00:54.78]Single out the shooter take the shooter to the blitz huh yeah
[00:58.18]Drop it out of school dropped deposit on their crib huh yeah
[01:01.66]Pipin' down on instagram I only post my b**ch huh
[01:05.12]I don't need your import
[01:06.44]Get your two cents off my pic' huh
[01:08.52]Generation money type of money dyin' rich
[01:11.51]And I wanna say shoutout to the dead now I flex woah
[01:15.31]Shoutout to the dead
[01:16.63]To the dead to the dead huh
[01:18.80]Shoutout to the dead
[01:20.05]To the dead to the dead huh let's go
[01:22.26]Shoutout to the dead
[01:23.50]To the dead to the dead huh let's go
[01:25.67]Shoutout to the dead
[01:26.91]To the dead to the dead huh one
[01:28.60]I'm sick of you n**gas not taking no risks
[01:30.25]I'm taking avenge and taking my course kill 'em
[01:32.09]I cannot compete with the mud in my system
[01:33.69]My tolerance low I don't tolerate force
[01:35.44]I protect I am the one
[01:37.22]I rose and fold the score
[01:38.99]I gotta let my ego go
[01:40.47]You n**gas not ready to settle the war yeah
[01:42.29]You n**gas not ready to stop being' hoes
[01:43.95]You n**gas not ready to open the doors
[01:45.52]You n**gas run in take off with the jewelry
[01:47.34]You n**gas not really the richest on forbes
[01:49.10]You n**gas not ready to deal with the sacrifices
[01:51.07]And instead you're passin' the torch
[01:52.59]Check the surveillance camera at the cemetery
[01:54.46]See me dancing' on all of your corpses go
[01:56.43]You couldn't have love
[02:02.31]You couldn't have
[02:12.06]Ayy big .38 got pulled over twice
[02:14.22]Had to go and switch plates
[02:15.92]B**ch don't think sh*t sweet
[02:17.08]I'm the same baby keem in forty-eight states
[02:19.80]I play charades with the bank
[02:21.04]Just net ten million now I'm back with the Wraith
[02:23.39]And I'm goin' home with the loot
[02:25.44]Mama goin' home with a coupe
[02:29.27]I'm a hot girl
[02:33.34]A hot girl
[02:36.93]I'm a hot girl make me lose my mind
[02:40.91]A hot girl
[02:42.48]I took the light then hopped on a flight
[02:44.43]I cannot look towards your jaded advice
[02:46.30]I took the torch I quit being nice
[02:48.17]I took the torch now I gotta fight
[02:50.09]Your n**gas impulsive quick to make moves
[02:51.97]You're biting your flows a big appetite
[02:53.89]I look at the hoes they not into shows
[02:55.80]I look at your shows they opera white
[02:57.73]You gotta be nimble and quick like a fox
[02:59.55]I don't move in silence this sh*t is abrupt
[03:01.52]I'm VVS'd up precise in the cut
[03:03.49]This sh*t getting nice it's not about me
[03:05.36]As long as you good don't worry 'bout me
[03:07.26]I'm telling my friends that you not a freak
[03:09.13]My new nia long is cappin' is strong
[03:10.98]And she not afraid to get on with me
[03:12.95]I'm back at the crib my memory deep
[03:14.75]I think about mama I'm baby hykeem
[03:16.84]She got that tatted before I could read
[03:18.71]I'm spiritual now I pray in my sleep
[03:20.66]Twenty years long I never had dad
[03:22.53]My dad was a fraud I had to be tough
[03:24.48]Twenty million ho that's not enough
[03:26.41]Don't ask no questions b**ch go add it up
[03:28.23]I took the light to sacrifice
[03:30.05]I sacrificed everything I need
[03:32.05]I could probably f**k these b**ches in my sleep
[03:34.02]Young n**ga know the hustle and the peace
[03:35.91]Stressing 'bout money turnin' to other things
[03:37.85]I was in uncle crib at fourteen
[03:39.64]Can't get through to mama 'cause she'd rather drink
[03:41.70]Facin' the vision 'bout a thirteen
[03:43.54]I was fifteen I was sixteen
[03:47.31]I was fifteen I was sixteen
[03:51.05]I was fifteen I was sixteen
[03:54.96]I was fifteen I was sixteen
[04:00.76]I'm a hot girl
[04:04.78]A hot girl
[04:08.47]I'm a hot girl make me lose my mind
[04:12.44]A hot girl
Baby Keem - trademark usa (Explicit)
Written by:Hykeem Carter、Adam King Feeney、Teo Lucas Halm、ROGET CHAHAYED、Ruchaun Akers
Composed by:Hykeem Carter、Adam King Feeney、Teo Lucas Halm、ROGET CHAHAYED、Ruchaun Akers
I can't help but feel neglected
Changing up the schedule your calendar refreshing
Time pass and we move on nobody said sh*t
How I'm 'posed to act when my morals ain't respected
How you 'posed to act when your feelings ain't protected
From cash and checks just to get some neck and some necklaces
What's next more turbulence prayin' on this plane
Success got a taste of it never was the same
Trademark on that p**sy trademarkin' my brand-new b**ch
Yeah duh hol' up blood hol' up cuh hol' up
Sis huh hol' up
LLC the glock and I LLC my b**ch huh LLC
Pass me the rock I go crazy on my kicks huh
Had to tell my grandma sit back relax
And sh*t huh make n**ga
Make a n**ga buy her house
And car she's off the list huh
Fake n**ga talking' 'bout he rich but barely is huh
Eight figures jumpin' off the stage into the kids huh yeah
Single out the shooter take the shooter to the blitz huh yeah
Drop it out of school dropped deposit on their crib huh yeah
Pipin' down on instagram I only post my b**ch huh
I don't need your import
Get your two cents off my pic' huh
Generation money type of money dyin' rich
And I wanna say shoutout to the dead now I flex woah
Shoutout to the dead
To the dead to the dead huh
Shoutout to the dead
To the dead to the dead huh let's go
Shoutout to the dead
To the dead to the dead huh let's go
Shoutout to the dead
To the dead to the dead huh one
I'm sick of you n**gas not taking no risks
I'm taking avenge and taking my course kill 'em
I cannot compete with the mud in my system
My tolerance low I don't tolerate force
I protect I am the one
I rose and fold the score
I gotta let my ego go
You n**gas not ready to settle the war yeah
You n**gas not ready to stop being' hoes
You n**gas not ready to open the doors
You n**gas run in take off with the jewelry
You n**gas not really the richest on forbes
You n**gas not ready to deal with the sacrifices
And instead you're passin' the torch
Check the surveillance camera at the cemetery
See me dancing' on all of your corpses go
You couldn't have love
You couldn't have
Ayy big .38 got pulled over twice
Had to go and switch plates
B**ch don't think sh*t sweet
I'm the same baby keem in forty-eight states
I play charades with the bank
Just net ten million now I'm back with the Wraith
And I'm goin' home with the loot
Mama goin' home with a coupe
I'm a hot girl
A hot girl
I'm a hot girl make me lose my mind
A hot girl
I took the light then hopped on a flight
I cannot look towards your jaded advice
I took the torch I quit being nice
I took the torch now I gotta fight
Your n**gas impulsive quick to make moves
You're biting your flows a big appetite
I look at the hoes they not into shows
I look at your shows they opera white
You gotta be nimble and quick like a fox
I don't move in silence this sh*t is abrupt
I'm VVS'd up precise in the cut
This sh*t getting nice it's not about me
As long as you good don't worry 'bout me
I'm telling my friends that you not a freak
My new nia long is cappin' is strong
And she not afraid to get on with me
I'm back at the crib my memory deep
I think about mama I'm baby hykeem
She got that tatted before I could read
I'm spiritual now I pray in my sleep
Twenty years long I never had dad
My dad was a fraud I had to be tough
Twenty million ho that's not enough
Don't ask no questions b**ch go add it up
I took the light to sacrifice
I sacrificed everything I need
I could probably f**k these b**ches in my sleep
Young n**ga know the hustle and the peace
Stressing 'bout money turnin' to other things
I was in uncle crib at fourteen
Can't get through to mama 'cause she'd rather drink
Facin' the vision 'bout a thirteen
I was fifteen I was sixteen
I was fifteen I was sixteen
I was fifteen I was sixteen
I was fifteen I was sixteen
I'm a hot girl
A hot girl
I'm a hot girl make me lose my mind
A hot girl