Chris Sails – Baby Momma Drama Audio

Lyrics Baby Momma Drama – Chris Sails

You know we gone take chances in life
Don’t worry ’bout what the next man doing
You gotta do you
You know, make yourself happy

Had to get this s**t the harder way
Stayed down til’ I came up
They threw dirt on top my name
So that they can get they name up
But I was chosen for this s**t
Tell them n**gas get they weight up
I took L’s but prevailed
I can never lay up

Now I ain’t as sick
How come the closest people switch
You was supposed to be my dog
Now that you out, I don’t exist

Lately I’ve been letting go, can’t get caught up in the mix
I still wanna see you win but, you wrong for this s**t
When we hit the club, we go so dumb
Queen ain’t a option, I got four sons
BM stressing me, that b**ch is so dumb
Threatening a n**ga with child support
Like I don’t take care of my kids

Knowing that that’s my slime
And that’s my motherf**king rib
Lately I’ve been feeling dead
Cause they don’t let a n**ga live
Threatening to take my son
You don’t know how that s**t feel
They don’t like when n**ga tell the truth but
Imma keep it real

N**gas play with guns
Before they play with they own seed
N**ga you is not gangsta
N**ga you is not a G
Put my new b**ch in some Prada
Now she say she proud of me
B**ch, Imma G.O.A.T, if we talking honesty
They gotta bring my name up
Just to get some views

Had to get this s**t the harder way
Stayed down til’ I came up
They threw dirt on top my name
So that they can get they name up
But I was chosen for this s**t
Tell them n**gas get they weight up
I took L’s but prevailed
I can never lay up

Now I ain’t as sick
How come the closest people switch
You was supposed to be my dog
Now that you out, I don’t exist

I just wanna see Cj, my lil man’s
You let that s**t get between us, I’m just saying
Imagine if I did the same
That’ll really hurt you deep
Ain’t nothing funny ’bout them games
For my son, I’ll risk it all
I’ll let go of this fame
Sometimes these social sites, be the reason for my pain
But I just keep it G, I can’t swerve lane to lane
I hate I got some money now
And them b**ches say I changed
Them n**gas acting funny now
Cause I done got some change
So I done got some shooters now
And they shoot at long range

Had to get this s**t the harder way
Stayed down til’ I came up
They threw dirt on top my name
So that they can get they name up
But I was chosen for this s**t
Tell them n**gas get they weight up
I took L’s but prevailed
I can never lay up

Now I ain’t as sick
How come the closest people switch
You was supposed to be my dog
Now that you out, I don’t exist

You know you gotta do whatever make you happy in life
Don’t worry about what the next man doing
Keep doing you…

Written by Chris Sails
Chris Sails | 2022