Watch the official music video for “Grow Young / Nothing” by Babyface Ray, now featured on RapStarVidz. Check out the visuals above, then scroll down to learn more about the release.
Babyface Ray – Grow Young lyrics:
[Intro] Yeah (Shogun is the master) [Verse] What goes around comes aroundI was told so if you leave I’d be waitin’ for the day you come home
I was stuck in my ways, now I’m stuck in my goals
Once you get a taste of the life you always want more
Get away from them niggas or you never gonna grow
Say he tired of this shit, he thought about sellin’ his phone
Carry on for the money, I’ma show ’em when I land
I’ma network and learn, then I shop in Japan
Get out your head and start with a plan, stop with that playin’
These niggas petty, gotta go where they payin’
I had to turn her up a notch cause I wanted her friend
Knowledge in bed, got these bitches down, they mad
People be watching, I hope you niggas watchin’ your folks
When they don’t wanna do they time, they be saying the most
Niggas ain’t real, niggas ain’t ready to go
Pretendin’ they him, actin’, tryna put on a show
Chillin’ with strangers, frontin’ on who matter the most
I’m backstabbin’, nigga playin’, then we cuttin’ his throat
Nigga got up, look back, I told him, “Throw me the rope”
He kept goin, once I got there, I put on my folk
They nothing like me, how was you raised?
These niggas bitches, so emotional
Can’t take the heat, get out the kitchen, I’m a big dog
Pussy ass niggas, I call them kittens
Times change, the circle smaller, but I’m richer
Yeah, I know life goes on, but dog, I miss you
Know you had bust down Patek, fuckin’ these bitches
Know you had four in them 40s, still in them trenches
I hope you ain’t a scout smothered down, y’all niggas winnin’
From the rats to the vixens, I hit them all
You sit out a whole year, you can’t really ball
Take a minute, clear your head so you can really see
All the ones we thought was certain, we ain’t lit at all
Oh, you don’t want a better life, you just wastin’ time
You the type to hit the club and probably wait in line
No privacy where you lay down, they livin’ fire
Grown man but he’s still a child, man, these niggas wild
Babyface Ray – Nothing lyrics:
[Intro] (I just need my space right now) [Verse 1] You know it don’t stop, bitch, it’s money comin’ (It don’t stop)Tryna figure out a ball for a hunnid summer (A hunnid summer)
I got ninity-nine problems, my left wrist a hunnid (Left wrist a hunnid)
I think niggas got a problem ’cause this bitch I’m fuckin’ (Oh yeah)
Pink fifty, blue hunnid, this a candy cane
Pussy good, get whatever, but it away rain (Get whatever)
Pray I’ll be rich forever and I never change (Forever)
Headed back with my flavors, the Better Made
How you fuckin’ with me and niggas seven days? (A week)
This shit done finally hit me, niggas get a pay
I’m her ex nigga, she can’t never shake
Spillin’ clean, twist and za till I levitate
I wake up and do shit, niggas dream
I ain’t going back and forth, I ain’t Marty Supreme
Run the ho, hop a ratchet from the back like Kareem
I was matte black, tinted out, inside bleak
I’m in South France, family shit from next season
And I was geeked up, [?] in a bad bitch [?] When your dash 220, ain’t no stopping for them people
Niggas hangin’ ’round the mob, now they thinkin’ they’re the equal
Chrome Heart crosses, ’cause I know that she can eat it
Trill niggas with me, talkin’ pills like they legal
Baby said, “I paid, no mind”, so she leave it
Bitch, you know that I ain’t really trippin’, I don’t need you [Chorus] That lil’ shit you niggas doin’, that’s nothing
Big body down the mall, that’s nothing
Hundred plus for my wrist, that’s nothing
Now let a single come this way, lil’ boy, I’ma flood it
That lil’ shit you niggas doin’, that’s nothing
Big body down the mall, that’s nothing
Hundred plus for my wrist, that’s nothing
Now let a single come this way, lil’ boy, I’ma flood it [Verse 2] Gonna ask the folks, I put numbers on the board
I put Louis on the pedal, neighbors hate the engine noise
When you a real nigga, ain’t no gettin’ no award
Laughing ’cause it’s lame, happy with a bitch that I ignore
I come alive in the night, sun, I’m too bright
This lil’ shit was too honey, move around with two pipes
Not to sit around, I’ma bust a move type
White Cartier, this shit look like moonlight (Yeah)
If you want mine, boy, you best be doin’ right
If they goin’ under, then you better do ’em right (Yeah)
Motion gang original, just ask and they’ll tell you
“Face what’s your cologne?”, bae, that’s racks if you can smell it
Pockets fully loaded, had to wrestle with the check
I don’t need no license when I’m really a cadet
Young black, even have a ticket on my neck
Spent so much, they let me kick it in the back
Start my closet over, give a Rick to my nephew
Say she got a [?], I’ma put a [?] on my dick, bitch
Embarrassed ’bout this ‘Tris, I’m finna sip
Retired, let my [Chorus] That lil’ shit you niggas doin’, that’s nothing
Big body down the mall, that’s nothing
Hundred plus for my wrist, that’s nothing
Now let a single come this way, lil’ boy, I’ma flood it
That lil’ shit you niggas doin’, that’s nothing
Big body down the mall, that’s nothing
Hundred plus for my wrist, that’s nothing
Now let a single come this way, lil’ boy, I’ma flood it
