Beast (feat. Lil Duke)

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    (Awavy in his bag, yeah)

    It ain't all good, it ain't all bad, twenty thousand on me, all cash
    All of it came out the streets, I ain't never think to go into the stash
    I was bein' low-key, I could be a beast, finna make 'em mad
    She keep fuckin' up the sheets and I'm goin' deep, tryna break her back
    She be like ooh, ooh, ooh-wee, she like: What you do to me?
    I don't rock no jewelry, but bitch, I'm shinin', you can see
    Why you tryna use a G? Ho, it ain't no you and me
    Oh, you must've thought I was green
    Ho, you must be on a bean

    I don't know what you thought, I don't know what you think, yeah
    I know you thought I'd fall, you thought I'd sink, yeah
    I'm like a leaf in the fall, I get off a tree, yeah, huh
    I know some niggas who ball, they brick, then picked up a key
    First of all
    Them niggas ain't makin' no noise, no, we never heard of y'all
    When we get involved, it's murder on call
    Don't play with my dogs, we breakin' the laws
    I kept it real with some niggas who flaw
    I turned my back and they fucked 'round and crossed me
    I guess that's just how the game go, you just gotta play cautious

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    It ain't all good, it ain't all bad, twenty thousand on me, all cash
    All of it came out the streets, I ain't never think to go into the stash
    I was bein' low-key, I could be a beast, finna make 'em mad
    She keep fuckin' up the sheets and I'm goin' deep, tryna break her back
    She be like ooh, ooh, ooh-wee, she like: What you do to me?
    I don't rock no jewelry, but bitch, I'm shinin', you can see
    Why you tryna use a G? Ho, it ain't no you and me
    Oh, you must've thought I was green
    Ho, you must be on a bean

    She be like ooh, ooh-wee
    He stealin' our lingo, gon' cost him a fee
    I came from the mud, that made me a beast
    She my lil' bust it bae, I give her D
    We just be kickin' this shit on the regular
    Used to be trappin', I filled up my schedule
    Poppin' these Percocets just like Excedrin
    She know I'm a motherfuckin' veteran
    I never act like I'm ahead of you
    I put the bitch on her feet, make a better you
    Bitch, I'm the shit, I was already tellin' you
    Get him hit if the dogs not smellin' him
    Runnin' with sticks and some felonies
    He say he want smoke, we inhalin' it
    We sippin' that lean with no measurement
    I got a bad bitch and she heaven-sent

    It ain't all good, it ain't all bad, twenty thousand on me, all cash
    All of it came out the streets, I ain't never think to go into the stash
    I was bein' low-key, I could be a beast, finna make 'em mad
    She keep fuckin' up the sheets and I'm goin' deep, tryna break her back
    She be like ooh, ooh, ooh-wee, she like: What you do to me?
    I don't rock no jewelry, but bitch, I'm shinin', you can see
    Why you tryna use a G? Ho, it ain't no you and me
    Oh, you must've thought I was green
    Ho, you must be on a bean

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