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drew famous - beam lyrics

[verse 1: levi hinson]
been wylin since triple zero, my origin
stumbling through trouble and mumbling “where the porridge is?”
i need the top peeled back like oranges
really ain’t no telling what this rap life encourages
i need the exact amount, in the bag, can’t torrent this
like, i am so 2014 forest hills
way i gotta run it these days
nice watch, still i struggle to remember these days
they know the boy so free though
and i keep the pen up in the pen like greedo
screaming two syllables, the boy so ceelo
keeping my plottin under wraps like kilos
i am not the type to self snitch
motherf-cker i spent way too much time digging myself outta ditches
every time i go to drop it’s like christmas
i see them kids, they wanna know how i live
that’s why i’m dropping these films, my face plastered for replay
ask me for advice, all i can say is to keep safe
every rap line that i’ve written is like a keepsake
tm things baby, had to tell em keep pace
see the major keys that i say on these beats
don’t let n0body disguise it or ever come in between
i’m a national treasure, and since i started it rap’s getting better
so i can’t let no one hold a vendetta
without arriving on stretchers
it’s time to lace up baby
i run this beat like a sketcher
and all they doin is pester
my raps cleaner and fresher than the forces i lay in front of the dresser
don’t ball up the problems, let’s just address it
i be fighting with depression
all them times that i can’t help but feel i’m stuck
sh-t
so when it comes to writing lines the only thing that i cannot give is a f-ck

[verse 2: drew famous]
f-ck
f-ck y’all
don’t scratch out another line on my paper please
skip to the future, i’m gone shoot you with my laser beam
wish i was born in 2020, who knows if i’d still lace up beats
i’m just tryna see what happens to the waste we leave
that’s what i think bout when i’m high as a b-tch
i been wasted so much d-mn time just trying to fit
but f-ck that sh-t, i’m just tryna exist
& do my sh-t, ball my fist if you tryna get a hit in
& i’ma never miss one
keep swinging till the end of the inning
keep spinning in the midst of this life we living
& please don’t get it twisted, if you want it you can get it
i could never let up or let life wash over me
you don’t impress me, i ain’t hyped up by who oversees
i racked up streams overseas, but i totally believe
if i popped up no one would notice me
f-ck being noticed please, prefer to keep to myself
these b-tches be nosy, cleaning my d-mn sheets
got oj in my canteen, f-ck living fancy
sometimes i be going in like i got the whole world on her hands & knees
& i woke up in the morning to her blowing up my phone talking bout
i can’t even stand, sheesh
i can’t even stand, sheesh
i can’t even stand me, but
swear to god on top this world i’m gone be standing

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