"Baker Act" lyrics

"Baker Act"

I shot a opp, I used to wanna shoot myself
I cut her off, I used to try to cut myself
Life's a gamble I had to do what I was dealt
I get up in that car, I'm the king of the road like Jake Phelps
I shot a opp, I used to wanna shoot myself
I cut her off, I used to try to cut myself
Life's a gamble I had to do what I was dealt
I get up in that car, I'm the king of the road like Jake Phelps

All the opps stay local, standin' on small business
I'm a Dreidel and I'm vocal, trick me out my True Religion
They can't even contact me, I got such a big vision
Heard there's money on my top, bitch, I'm in broward, big chillin'
I'm pullin' up like Moses, I'ma break the golden calf
I'm still screamin' ''Fuck a opp'', that boy a bitch in the half
They know that I'm my brothers keeper, I'ma rap on his behalf
I tote the MAC while gettin' to the cheese, focused on my craft
I don't need no validation, I blew up, still no vacation
Jump the fence at Boca high, I don't need no education
I go ham, but I keep Kosher Florida hot and I'm still bakin'
I keep the glizzy if it's beef, but I won't go for Nathan's

I shot a opp, I used to wanna shoot myself
I cut her off, I used to try to cut myself
Life's a gamble I had to do what I was dealt
I get up in that car, I'm the king of the road like Jake Phelps
I shot a opp, I used to wanna shoot myself
I cut her off, I used to try to cut myself
Life's a gamble I had to do what I was dealt
I get up in that car, I'm the king of the road like Jake Phelps

I'm road running through your block, my face clean like Hailey Bieber
Smokin' on these opps through a hash pipe, I'm a weezer
Never thought I'd get up off that half pipe, I ain't either
We got pressure, I pressure wash the block, Elissa Steamer
I'm ballin' on these bitches, my money tall like Angel Reese
I'm callin' out green shit, you callin' the police
I'm turnt up with the gang, in Crown Heights like Baby Keem
I was goin' to war with them pills, call it Navy bean
Hoes duckin', now they callin' back 'cause I got wealth
Now these bitches wanna fuck, I told them fuck themselves
Sometimes I'm lookin' at my fans and I see myself
I was suicidal, I had to learn to love myself

I shot a opp, I used to wanna shoot myself
I cut her off, I used to try to cut myself
Life's a gamble I had to do what I was dealt
I get up in that car, I'm the king of the road like Jake Phelps
I shot a opp, I used to wanna shoot myself
I cut her off, I used to try to cut myself
Life's a gamble I had to do what I was dealt
I get up in that car, I'm the king of the road like Jake Phelps

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, water
Ayy, king of the road like Jake Phelps
Water
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy


Writer(s): Luis J. Diaz, Benjamin Shimon Landy-pavlon, Nathaniel Figuera, Viktor Zatula
album: "Scarecrow" (2024)
BLP KOSHER - Scarecrow album cover
Baker Act
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Happy Hour
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Jew Dirt
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Swamp Shawty
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Andy Roy
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Bloody Vans
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Gravestalker
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
F.R.I.E.N.D.S
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Peeping Tom
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