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Baby Keem – I am not a Lyricist

Baby Keem I am not a Lyricist

Release date: February 20, 2026 Genre: Hip-Hop, Rap Album: Ca$ino
Explicit: Yes Duration: 03:25 Label: Republic Records
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I am not a lyricist Couldn't move mountains so I aimed for the pyramids Speakin' from experience, I would tell my favorite girl, "Please take me serious" Now she wanna fuck my girl 'cause she bicurious Mama called me bipolar, grandma called me "Booman" Drugs in my baby stroller, needles in the playground sand My auntie makin' love to the ice cream man A child with the wolves, everyday I am That slot machine that nobody held Niggas gamble with they life, scared to bet on themsеlves My grandma gave me a kеyboard when I was twelve Connie got me out the group home when I was six Too many alcoholics around when grandma went to jail I was sure I wouldn't be found, should've stayed with Jarrell This is for the foster children, for the runaways For the Underworld and the underpaid Livin' in them projects made me digest Neighbors that played victim and carried on my stress They don't call it Sin City for nothin' Either you jumpin' off a building 'cause you're broke or you're fuckin' Five hundred for an escort, and she does it all Walkin' out the hotel in nothin' but drawers My uncle saggin' with his prostitute Words slurrin' off that Absolut Vodka Servin' my mother was his attribute, watch her Lookin' at me, then call me out my name, trauma Thought it was normal but we was estranged I wish we never came to Vegas from Long Beach On the Strip with them demons and they all plotted on me Everything 'bout that dirty desert took you away County jails in the mornin', promise you that I wait I am not a lyricist, I am just a bastard child, here to experiment Everything I've written down, just for the temperament This is me thinkin' out loud for the conspiracists Please pardon my sentiment, I am not a lyricist I am not here to play off words, truly here for my voice to be heard And 'fore I go one day, I put my life on the verge, trust Boy, call that Cadillac, sleepin' in the hatchback Overcomin' geniuses, serenadin', serenadin' Now you know who to point that million dollar camera at Overcomin' geniuses, serenadin', serenadin' Drivin' around, can have the car all day When the desert calls, I think about you all day That's okay, that's okay That's okay, that's okay Drivin' around, can have the car all day 'Cause every time that I'm around means you servin', oh That's okay, that's okay That's okay, that's okay From the strongest made in this life is never mistakin' my greatest achievements is bein' highly dangerous Lord, keep me strong, welcome to Ca$ino, this is a day we all waited on The conscious I possess is for the exes that never moved on You understand that foundation that the castle's built on TVs on the ground so I can't sit calm Back when my favorite white boy had a good song I'm inspired by the ones who inspired Bs to build valleys Or the troops in the dark alleys, patiently waiting for the day they can feed Servin' dinner to the dope fiend, another child eats alone This is for the foster children, for the runaways For the Underworld and the underpaid Underpaid-underpaid-underpaid-underpaid Underpaid-underpaid-underpaid-underpaid

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