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lbes and obeast – wanna do lyrics

[verse 1: obeast]

yeah…hey…
you can tell from the pain in my face boy i come from the hood
i always look at bad sh-t like maybe i should
i was big moe in high school, clutchin’ my gonads
walk around, chest out, feelin’ like conan
not k-dawg but i stay with a wolfpack
skip school everyday. smoke on a good sack
peaceful n-gga, not about that bread
my life changed when i got that head
sorry mama but i didn’t graduate
i was out there on the block. tryin’ to get my weight in weight
summertime in warner robins. n-gga feeling great
i’m up 800 and smokin’ all day
networkin’ with the n-ggas who servin’
young n-gga tryin’ to ball, julius erving
rap game phenom, the boy lebron
used to spit for my boys. they tell me that it’s on
once beast get on, everybody get on
next stop is the top. everybody get on
i depend on them, they depend on me
sh-ttin’ on these n-ggas. need some depends on me
roll up another spliff. smokin’ that piff
and i bet this sh-t beat like a shot on josh smith
and as for the flow, i spit like a cobra
i’m all about my bucks. i’m so ilyasova

[hook: obeast and (lbes)] x 2

we… do what we wanna do
f-ck yall man. life too comfortable
so high i be gone for a month or two
wakin’ up being me feels wonderful
cause i be where the shots pop off (shots pop off)
and everybody out breakin’ the law (breakin’ the law)
play games with me, and i’ll come and take your life away
a n-gga live like he throwin’ his life away

[verse 2: lbes]

i love the city life. i love my city like
a fat kid who only loves munching like he’s into dyk-s
serve me up a slice of southern hospitality
and let it ride just til reach my finality
as a youngin’ i was told i was exceptional
but only focused on the now, never thought perpetual
but i’ve grown out, i’m more intellectual
thankful that i’ve never seen inst-tutions, correctional
that’s mostly in part to my heart in clouds above
ghostly. in art forever i will show you love
and i dare a cat, “meow. try to push me ’round”
i’ll have my beast put you on. the morgue’ll wipe you down
i’m a boss by definition. go and look it up
i paid the cost, suffered loss, though it shook me up
i dusted off. saw the mantle and i took it up
now everybody wanting beef so i’m a hook it up
kiss the ring. show your grat-tude
and much respect man, nothing less than that’ll do
the last thing you wanna do is have an att-tude
cause the truth is i’m not a fan if i clap at you
but if you want an ovation then i’ll happily oblige
i love givin’ so much it brings tears to my eyes
philanthropist, non financial trip
how can i be so generous? this answer is this

[hook]

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