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BETTY CROCKER Video (MV)




Performed By: Ralaxy
Language: English
Length: 5:44
Written by: Israel Manzano




Ralaxy - BETTY CROCKER Lyrics




I live within these niggas surrounding me every time, like a nigga Miles asking if I got
Some time to hang out, wanna be impressing niggas, members in the family, I'm including

Others that go to my schools cause they know it, if they finna talk on my name I gotta
Fix this, catch 'em in a crossfire, y'all niggas ain't dismissed, f*cking up I come and do better

Nobody showing the exact same shit I do, go find a passion, speak it up I gotta do it
For myself I'm passing, surprising that my nigga wasn't making the music happen, will

It did already, at the time, ain't nobody f*cking with this same nigga, every year I'm
Signing passes, how the f*ck you let him in as soon as I get out? Bitch niggas wasn't

F*cking with him but it's gon' be me? Yeah, how it's gonna be, and you'll get used to it, just
Get a piece of paper and a pen and write your feelings on that shit, yeah thanks, thank you

For the help, and niggas better not go all around my own vicinity, well, every city that
You been at, people wasn't following, they breaking the rules whenever they want, I gotta

Say that, you leaving hints, but never loud enough, they be submissive, and I'm just looking
Out for you my people always missing, the first time trying to give a call they decline

The answer after a few tries, tired but go try, I was never breaking up with them, do
You see? Yo who let that nigga in, you? Nah, not me, sorry people currently have been treating

You like this, nah, it's alright I was aware that all this finna happen, I was supposed
To chill in the weekend, with all my uncles playing couple games

And cooking something with the Betty Crocker, I got some left overs, I left it inside the locker
Bringing it wasn't the plan, but I appreciate some niggas like you, get the f*cking number

I've been well, the recent events go telling how I be, when days go by, then you say hi
Both taking approaches so what we got? Oh, ay, that's the bell, I gotta go, we can talk later, waking

Up at seven, go through periods and lessons, then I might just make a session with the
Words I'm writing, esoteric nigga wasn't learning fast, but learning slow, one day he said, man

You letting niggas know? Another one that didn't make the final cut, behind this shit wasn't
The better of this chapter, heard me rapping last night, keeping it a secret but you cannot

Keep this in forever, writing was his favorite, but making it into songs? Every time he felt
The need to use it, you know, in the wrong?
All scenarios, not talking about it, to both of your parents

They was never watching, but I mentioned it, for letting all it go, but not making a
Difference, what's the point, cooking with the family, only at night, I hold myself by going

Inside of Miles's house, and pour myself a cup of Kool-aid, the house flipping, I'm meeting
Everybody, all the niggas had it once together, now we separated, now I gotta try to build

A relationship with the pale kids? Thinking it's about the f*cked up shit, y'all said to me?
Nobody else on my side, the f*ckers wanna go ride visible trains, still be hopping in

Agree with the shit they be saying, f*cking around a lot but not understanding, I start
To f*ck around when I see niggas getting what they deserve, and what I serve? (Nothing much)

Y'all making it? Difficult, should it be anything like this? Why is it typical for me? What you
Niggas hiding? Making it predictable, I really gotta hope all y'all listening with the words?

Plastic niggas wasn't showing me the facts, bringing the past, wanna be one of a kind
But I be going in fast, living the rax life, f*ck that shit, it wasn't easy, couldn't do

It myself, anything that came in the way, I miss the day, what you got now? What you
Niggas plotting? but I got my niggas over right here, ain't nobody there? All us waiting

I'll be back in a couple of months, I must've been a little bit misguided, and if we honest
We stopped this, one more thing, while I keep everybody busy, just look out for the ding

The little members wasn't wiping crumbs, so they gotta clean, and they go picking it, one
By one, and they seen, I didn't take my game along with, what I gotta bring, on a good

Sunday morning all of us, we gotta swing by, together and I did it, we just get the lemon cake
Give me that piece, put it in the oven in the meantime, making it pre-heat, then all of us take

A seat, then I'ma be the nigga eating everything I can see, then I'ma be knocked out, in
The basement on the couch, thinner blanket cover me all overnight to keep me in

No more steps in, be on the games on a Saturday, hanging with the last piece of cake of what
We made last night, doing it again, feeling for the same thing, blend the batter and it

Scatter all around the area, in the guest room
Wanna show this to the family, I made
A big change with the mixtape, listen, just give me a second
Was never satisfied how all this shit was coming

Out, I cannot blame the niggas that was throwing dirt all on my name, had some friends in small
Ass groups, and mainly one, I'm missing niggas I was messing with and talking to at recess

And when the days ended, especially on the weekends, went to my dad's, my uncle's and
My little Brother see me, but when it's not my time, I be writing from the past week, what

My friends be thinking, I'm the optimistic positive, I'm on the provocative side a
Little bit, with little bitches all around the area, motivate me to write shit, been

Thinking 'bout that shit since we was little kids, but they try to make some effort to
Go bury it forbidden, so f*ck you, nigga, if you was even considerate about the situations

That we in sometimes, I make the rest and most the time, ain't even worth it, so you claiming
You got purposes, oh no, nigga, too f*cking nervous, I made it to my goal and wasn't feeling

Something yet, not gon' lie, I start pretending like I really did accomplish everything but
I know all that wasn't true, wanna make it up, that too, I know I got the limit, I'll

Keep it splitting, I know you wasn't gonna really feel like you was fitting but I'm hoping
Less, so that I wasn't disappointed, sitting, don't feel like caring if you could get some

Enjoyment, because of y'all the same niggas that was different before tuning in, bystanders
Waiting for the time to engage, but only one at eleven and that was the age, when it all

Started building up, develop skills, and seeing couple visual improvements over screen, or
Physically, make a food, get my mind off that, y'all will let me know the feedback, y'all

Lay flat, this is not the only option, wish I'm good at, kinda hard for my views, something
Else, y'all wouldn't even go, put the slats, rest, I've been giving many people speeches

Spend my evening for special moments in my bedroom, hoping I will put them in the side
Of my shoes, spring time t-, oh

Ay, y'all, come down
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I live within these niggas surrounding me every time, like a nigga Miles asking if I got
Some time to hang out, wanna be impressing niggas, members in the family, I'm including

Others that go to my schools cause they know it, if they finna talk on my name I gotta
Fix this, catch 'em in a crossfire, y'all niggas ain't dismissed, f*cking up I come and do better

Nobody showing the exact same shit I do, go find a passion, speak it up I gotta do it
For myself I'm passing, surprising that my nigga wasn't making the music happen, will

It did already, at the time, ain't nobody f*cking with this same nigga, every year I'm
Signing passes, how the f*ck you let him in as soon as I get out? Bitch niggas wasn't

F*cking with him but it's gon' be me? Yeah, how it's gonna be, and you'll get used to it, just
Get a piece of paper and a pen and write your feelings on that shit, yeah thanks, thank you

For the help, and niggas better not go all around my own vicinity, well, every city that
You been at, people wasn't following, they breaking the rules whenever they want, I gotta

Say that, you leaving hints, but never loud enough, they be submissive, and I'm just looking
Out for you my people always missing, the first time trying to give a call they decline

The answer after a few tries, tired but go try, I was never breaking up with them, do
You see? Yo who let that nigga in, you? Nah, not me, sorry people currently have been treating

You like this, nah, it's alright I was aware that all this finna happen, I was supposed
To chill in the weekend, with all my uncles playing couple games

And cooking something with the Betty Crocker, I got some left overs, I left it inside the locker
Bringing it wasn't the plan, but I appreciate some niggas like you, get the f*cking number

I've been well, the recent events go telling how I be, when days go by, then you say hi
Both taking approaches so what we got? Oh, ay, that's the bell, I gotta go, we can talk later, waking

Up at seven, go through periods and lessons, then I might just make a session with the
Words I'm writing, esoteric nigga wasn't learning fast, but learning slow, one day he said, man

You letting niggas know? Another one that didn't make the final cut, behind this shit wasn't
The better of this chapter, heard me rapping last night, keeping it a secret but you cannot

Keep this in forever, writing was his favorite, but making it into songs? Every time he felt
The need to use it, you know, in the wrong?
All scenarios, not talking about it, to both of your parents

They was never watching, but I mentioned it, for letting all it go, but not making a
Difference, what's the point, cooking with the family, only at night, I hold myself by going

Inside of Miles's house, and pour myself a cup of Kool-aid, the house flipping, I'm meeting
Everybody, all the niggas had it once together, now we separated, now I gotta try to build

A relationship with the pale kids? Thinking it's about the f*cked up shit, y'all said to me?
Nobody else on my side, the f*ckers wanna go ride visible trains, still be hopping in

Agree with the shit they be saying, f*cking around a lot but not understanding, I start
To f*ck around when I see niggas getting what they deserve, and what I serve? (Nothing much)

Y'all making it? Difficult, should it be anything like this? Why is it typical for me? What you
Niggas hiding? Making it predictable, I really gotta hope all y'all listening with the words?

Plastic niggas wasn't showing me the facts, bringing the past, wanna be one of a kind
But I be going in fast, living the rax life, f*ck that shit, it wasn't easy, couldn't do

It myself, anything that came in the way, I miss the day, what you got now? What you
Niggas plotting? but I got my niggas over right here, ain't nobody there? All us waiting

I'll be back in a couple of months, I must've been a little bit misguided, and if we honest
We stopped this, one more thing, while I keep everybody busy, just look out for the ding

The little members wasn't wiping crumbs, so they gotta clean, and they go picking it, one
By one, and they seen, I didn't take my game along with, what I gotta bring, on a good

Sunday morning all of us, we gotta swing by, together and I did it, we just get the lemon cake
Give me that piece, put it in the oven in the meantime, making it pre-heat, then all of us take

A seat, then I'ma be the nigga eating everything I can see, then I'ma be knocked out, in
The basement on the couch, thinner blanket cover me all overnight to keep me in

No more steps in, be on the games on a Saturday, hanging with the last piece of cake of what
We made last night, doing it again, feeling for the same thing, blend the batter and it

Scatter all around the area, in the guest room
Wanna show this to the family, I made
A big change with the mixtape, listen, just give me a second
Was never satisfied how all this shit was coming

Out, I cannot blame the niggas that was throwing dirt all on my name, had some friends in small
Ass groups, and mainly one, I'm missing niggas I was messing with and talking to at recess

And when the days ended, especially on the weekends, went to my dad's, my uncle's and
My little Brother see me, but when it's not my time, I be writing from the past week, what

My friends be thinking, I'm the optimistic positive, I'm on the provocative side a
Little bit, with little bitches all around the area, motivate me to write shit, been

Thinking 'bout that shit since we was little kids, but they try to make some effort to
Go bury it forbidden, so f*ck you, nigga, if you was even considerate about the situations

That we in sometimes, I make the rest and most the time, ain't even worth it, so you claiming
You got purposes, oh no, nigga, too f*cking nervous, I made it to my goal and wasn't feeling

Something yet, not gon' lie, I start pretending like I really did accomplish everything but
I know all that wasn't true, wanna make it up, that too, I know I got the limit, I'll

Keep it splitting, I know you wasn't gonna really feel like you was fitting but I'm hoping
Less, so that I wasn't disappointed, sitting, don't feel like caring if you could get some

Enjoyment, because of y'all the same niggas that was different before tuning in, bystanders
Waiting for the time to engage, but only one at eleven and that was the age, when it all

Started building up, develop skills, and seeing couple visual improvements over screen, or
Physically, make a food, get my mind off that, y'all will let me know the feedback, y'all

Lay flat, this is not the only option, wish I'm good at, kinda hard for my views, something
Else, y'all wouldn't even go, put the slats, rest, I've been giving many people speeches

Spend my evening for special moments in my bedroom, hoping I will put them in the side
Of my shoes, spring time t-, oh

Ay, y'all, come down
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Writer: Israel Manzano
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