Jay IDK - Baby Scale lyrics

[Verse 1: IDK] Baby Scale mean balance The Gabby Douglas of rap The conscience n***a that can teach on trap The one that everybody saying sound like this or that But more or less, number one when I piss on tracks I'm here, got my hand up in a cla** full of dummies It's funny, back then they ain't want me Now they still don't want me, its funny I'm still in the race with your major label signee So I don't need a TIP my attitude been on Tiny You been origami You been folding, filling your folders up But still sleep I'm just scolding my eyes is never shut Shut the f** up, I f** up a cup, I f** up a check And if you f** with me then you know who that I'm f**ing up next (You) The best new n***a just clocked in, ching-ching Nine out of ten new rappers, doo-doo rappers They say lyrics ain't cool no more, I'm like sheesh I guess after this sh** drop I'm might peace (Bye) Deuces up with a deuce-deuce in my boot I'll never call it truce, I boom boom and then reply oops I play the flute while you play your position If your position is snake, I know when the playing finished I know when the aim is different I been shooting for stars You just shooting for the money I'm aiming to hit the hearts, flatline I'm here to straighten all these rappers up, flat iron They counted me out before we even hit halftime [Interlude: IDK & Yung Gleesh] HA! Run that sh** from the top f** they talkin bout. Ay Lo (k** moe) get me right Gleetchie, sh** bag shawty and all that there mane Cleansides finest, turn the music up 30 thousands dollars, been had it, been snatching, been crabbing GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO f** what you talkin bout f** what you talkin bout f** what you talkin bout f** what you talkin bout [Verse 2] I got the shotty mouth I gotta chalk em out I get my n***a Gleesh, he gonna stomp 'em out Use to like love and peace, I like destruction now I was in love wit her, we just be f**ing now Say you got work but I guess it ain't working now Say you got plugs, well I guess that the circuit out I just be telling the truth, f** the purpin' out Any you n***as want beef then I'm servin' out Steak Free smoke, free smoke (Aye) Repo, repo (Aye) They take yo chain, take yo watch, take your car take house and yo hoe (Aye) Where I'm from they don't play (Yea) Hit a lick around the way (Yea) They rob ya momma, k** yo mans, shop at Costco all the same day That's the mentality Them n***as be wildin' out That sh** is sad to me But that's the reality So that's why I don't give a f** if a rap n***a mad at me I shed a tear and I blame it on allergies Mama just died and I claim it don't damage me Meanwhile, emotions is breaking the man in me Try to throw shade and I'm breaking your canopy I'm best rapper Where I'm from n***a Far as I'm concerned NOOOO body better f** yo an*lytics f** a stream, f** a team I can walk a balance beam while I sing Juggle, spit a 16 and be humble Struggled 2015, now I'm leveled Even at the top level, I don't settle Working off the late night, Jimmy Kimmel Just to be on Jimmy Kimmel I'm tryna put everybody on But I'm put on myself first I gotta give up my self-worth I gotta filter the love and thirst n***as be thinking the love is real You gotta pop 20 Xanny pills Just to probably know how a n***a feels I don't feel sh** If yo a** ain't a friend to me Free flock, screaming STP Rest In Peace Falling off n***a that be the d**h of me Everyone can get it, everyone a critic When you this high, everyone one a midget 2010 yea, J. Cole said it Mama lookin' down, praying for a n***a Next 30 days, Jay gone get it Gone