Judah Weston – WTMD (Lyrics & Video)

WTMD – Judah Weston Lyrics

What the fuck is up?

It's Baby Alien, and I came to say

Not one person is fucking with us

We what's happening, we are us

We are New York

So don't go places you're not supposed to go around

And if your hoes with us, your hoe go around

It's Baby Alien and we fucking bitches Baby Alien style

Y'all can't fuck with us, Ra Ta Dia

Drop this beat Baby Alien style

J West, Iso, I love y'all

Do you know what I did to achieve this

12 in the cage, I don't know if I'm leaving

Momma ain't pick up the phone

I just hit the roads, it's late, I think that she's sleeping

This not a song, this how I'm feeling

I used to go take my friends

For us it was love, to them it was stealing

We don't know what we have to we lose it

Me and my friends seen shit, we ain't see, we can't abuse it

I brought my friends to the mountain

Some of them ain't left the state, the other ones ain't left housing

My baby brother keep pouting

I tell him chill 'cause we got motion

We on the hill out in Jersey

Bro see applause and start crying thought it's the ocean

Word to my dead!

And Iso made this beat like the fucking rents due you stupid bitch!

Word to my dead! (Word to my dead, fuck you)

Ra Ta Dia, yo Iso throw that shit back in

You know how it feels just losing

Failing at school but you know you're not stupid

Acting a fool 'cause the hoes gone laugh

Is you ready to hit up top and just lose em'

My cousin only 19

Looking for friends through a call, just talk

He gets lonely, starts talking to walls

He's the only young one not leaving his hall

I wish he could just see me ball

Or see how it happens

I gotta keep going 'cause I'm not the reason I'm rapping

Momma keeps asking the reason for trapping

I saw my friends not home and money start coming and I just adapted

'Cause I didn't think this could happen

Word to my dead!

Word to my dead! (I didn't think this could happen at all)

Word to my dead! (Didn't think that shit could happen, Ra Ta Dia)

And Word to my dead, yo Iso, word to my dead

Yo throw me back in bitch

The industry trying to exploit my pain

My momma don't think that it's cool

Lawnchair out in the rain

God made 380 fore I started heading to school

I'm seeing everything that I used to see

And the stress, I'm still grateful

I used to think about life like I hate it

Now I just hate you

Word to my dead!

Word to my dead!

And Iso made this beat like the fucking rents due!

Like a punch in your fucking face, and a punch in your fucking head

I'll punch you in the fucking forehead , will punch you in the forehead bitch

Ra Ta Dia

Iso

Lil Mac

Lil Mac Baby Alien

Joseph

Daxi, Daxi