歌手:DaBaby
专辑:《Baby On Baby 2》

作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Jacob Canady/Simarpreet Singh Bahia
作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Jacob Canady/Simarpreet Singh Bahia
[Intro]
Yeah, coward-ass niggas ain't, yeah
Coward-ass niggas ain't, uh, yeah
Coward-ass niggas ain't made up like Baby
Let's go, nigga
This one's for my daughters, nigga
Serenity, Nova, Velour, nigga, mwah, love you
(ATL Jacob, he a ****in' millionaire)

[Verse]
Yeah, coward-ass niggas ain't made up like Baby
Kirk, stand on this shit like the dirt (Come on)
Stand on this shit like the sole of my shoes
Everyday, I get up, go to work (Uh-huh)
Know it's God, I love God, I believe in my God
But I ain't been in nobody church
I stand on the business for me
So the day I go free Uncle Bobby, no mother****in' shirt (No shirt)
Don't be cryin' and byin' no mother****in' flowers
I did my thing while I'm on Earth (Uh-huh)
Jonathan was the one that got еverything turnt
Niggas played, niggas got burned
Nеver went sad 'bout a ho'
Gave a lot of handouts, made sure everybody worked
I'm the truth, that lil' nigga for real (Let's go)
I'm the truth, oh, yeah, lil' nigga, still
My mama ain't drivin' shit, 'less it's a Benz
Ain't crossin' out none of my niggas to win
My brothers can't work for no one but they self
Or I want support, it's already up for my daughter (Okay)
And he can go finish my will
But I ain't into talkin' 'bout death with myself or my lawyer
And to my firstborn baby Serenity, keep on lovin' your sisters (Yeah)
Keep on bein' that black girl princess, don't ever let none of this get you (Mwah)
And to my second-born, blessin' Lil' Nova, keep on runnin' shit over (Lil' Nova)
It don't matter what your daddy said, they say show 'em
Teach 'em how this Kirk shit goin' (Yeah, go)
To my youngest born baby Velour, it's so much bullshit around you
And internet shit that don't matter, but I can't ignore
Everythin' about you, I adore
Your sister gon' tell you how we feel about you
'Cause she gon' be nine at the time that you four
No matter what came with my babies
I play like a sport, Daddy, he always came back for more
Yeah, nigga, hol' up, this part for my nephew and my nieces
And y'all know that y'all Daddy, he loved you
Even though Daddy no longer breathin' (Long Live G)
Rather crash in the B without y'all, it sound like a good enough reason
But ain't no more ****in' excuses
Ayo, big bro, I miss you, I got you, don't worry, they geeked (Let me talk to 'em)
To my nieces, your uncle tough, 'cause I'm tryna teach you the hustle
And be great, never need no nigga
Even if it's me, look at me and say "**** you" (**** you)
And to my nephew Big Doo, you act just like your daddy
Lil' nigga, you gon' carry it lovely
When I look up at you, I can feel my big brother
It's never on you, boy, sing and I love you, lil' nigga (Long Live G, nigga)


[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, psst (Yeah)
You bitch-ass niggas ain't—, man
Coward-ass niggas ain't—
Boy, these coward-ass niggas ain't made up like Baby
Coward-ass niggas ain't made up like my ****in' daughters (Uh-uh)
Coward-ass niggas ain't—, yeah (Niggas ain't made up like my ****in' nieces)
You know what I'm sayin? Don't ever let nobody lie to y'all (Niggas ain't made up like my mother****in' nephew)
Man, these cowards weren't made up like me (Boy, you niggas—)
They weren't made up like your ****in' daddy (Boy)
They weren't made up like your ****in' uncle (Ho'-ass nigga)
What the ****? They gon' tell you that though (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know, to feel better 'bout they-self (Pussy-ass bitch)
Make 'em big 'em up (Excuse my language, baby)
Ask 'em who they used to big up (I'm sorry)