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Baby Money - Tables Turn (Lyrics)

Friendship ended
Missed his shot, Ben Simmons, I was cool, but now I'm trippin'
I put workers in position, go and feed they children
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

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Baby Money - Tables Turn (Lyrics)

Friendship ended
Missed his shot, Ben Simmons, I was cool, but now I'm trippin'
I put workers in position, go and feed they children
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

I done watched the odds change, guess the tables really turned
I done watched the vibes change, but it's turned up my earnings
I'm the teacher and the student 'cause ain't nothin' wrong with learning
I could smell the opps burning, streets cold with three thermals
I think they knew I'd be that nigga with the pape', Dr. Strange
It picked me, I ain't wanna get the cake to save everybody
To get Crumbs, Sosa, Bobby, trade every dollar
It's two-oh, they want my soul, I keep the K for Gotti


Don't ride no Harley, as a kid, I learned to play with choppers
When you stackin' up this shit, make sure you bangin' proper
When you stackin' up your chips, save every dollar
My auntie taught me how to whip, I call her Betty Crocker

Tables turn, bridges burn, friendship ended
Missed his shot, Ben Simmons, I was cool, but now I'm trippin'
I put workers in position to go and feed they children
Fore you turn into a boss, you gotta start from the beginning
Who is you to tell me different? I started off with watchin'
Circled blocks for some hours just to make a hundred dollars
I was six, nigga
Ask my hood, they'll vouch, I been lit, nigga
Even my blood family know I been Crip, nigga



I been through a lot of lessons, I count 'em as a blessing
If I'm ridin', ain't no question
I'll see my guys in heaven if I make it there
I heard them niggas payin' extra, I'll take it there
Me and the plug main mans, I ain't playin' fair
I been makin' all this change to buy some more change, it ain't changin' me
I thought the Percs and drank work, but it ain't change a thing
I feel like niggas sendin' shots and they aim for me
I lost my brother to the streets and I been blamin' me
I worked hard for the money, but the fame was free
I brought niggas 'bows back and I got paid in weed
You out here screamin' 3G and you gon' pay the fee
If you don't come back with the W, you was from the East



Tables turn, bridges burn, friendship ended
Missed his shot, Ben Simmons, I was cool, but now I'm trippin'
I put workers in position to go and feed they children
Fore you turn into a boss, you gotta start from the beginning
Who is you to tell me different? I started off with watchin'
Circled blocks for some hours just to make a hundred dollars
I was six, nigga
Ask my hood, they'll vouch, I been lit, nigga
Even my blood family know I been Crip, nigga