Industry Baby (Explicit)

Industry Baby (Explicit) - Krmoni/Milo Cadman

Composed by：David Biral/Denzel Baptiste/Jackman Thomas Harlow/Kanye West/Montero Lamar Hill/Nick Lee

D D Daytrip took it to ten hey

Baby back ayy couple racks ayy

Couple Grammys on him couple plaques ayy

That's a fact ayy throw it back ayy

Throw it back ayy

And this one is for the champions

I ain't lost since I began yeah

Funny how you said it was the end yeah

Then I went did it again yeah

I told you long ago on the road

I got what they waiting for

I don't run from nothing dog

Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low

You was never really rooting for me anyway

When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say

He don't run from nothin' dog

Get your soldiers tell 'em that the break is over

Uh need to uh

Need to get this album done

Need a couple number ones

Need a plaque on every song

Need me like one with Nicki now

Tell a rap n***a I don't see ya hah

I'm a pop n***a like Bieber hah

I don't f**k b***hes I'm queer hah

But these n***as b***hes like Madea yeah yeah yeah ayy

Yeah

Oh let's do it

I ain't fall off I just ain't release my new s**t

I blew up now everybody tryna sue me

You call me Nas but the hood call me Doobie yeah

And this one is for the champions

I ain't lost since I began yeah

Funny how you said it was the end yeah

Then I went did it again yeah

I told you long ago on the road

I got what they waiting for

I got what they're waiting for

I don't run from nothing dog

Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low

B***h I ain't runnin' from nowhere

You was never really rooting for me anyway

Ooh ooh

When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say

Ooh ooh

He don't run from nothin' dog

Get your soldiers tell 'em that the break is over

Yeah

My track record so clean they couldn't wait to just bash me

I must be gettin' too flashy y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me

Woo

It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty

Mmm

I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her a*s cheek

City talkin' we takin' notes

Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts

Wish he could but he can't get close

OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toasts

I'm the type that you can't control said I would then I made it so

I don't clear up rumors

Ayy

Where's y'all sense of humor

Ayy

I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers

Turned my haters to consumers I make vets feel like they juniors

Juniors

Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma

Mmm

Mine is comin' sooner

Mmm

I'm just a late bloomer

Mmm

I didn't peak in high school I'm still out here gettin' cuter

Woo

All these social networks and computers

Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers

I told you long ago on the road

I got what they waiting for

I got what they waiting for

I don't run from nothing dog

Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low

B***h I ain't runnin' from nowhere

You was never really rooting for me anyway

When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say

He don't run from nothin' dog

Get your soldiers tell 'em that the break is over

Yeah

I'm the industry baby mmm

I'm the industry baby

Yeah