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lil bean - outerspace lyrics

[intro]
(brutal money) yeah, yeah
uh, yeah (that n+gga b on the beat)

[verse]
the truth is they believe in me, i’m puttin’ it in they face, huh
tryna find another me, you gotta go outer sp+ce, huh
baby said she do pilates, she workin’ on her shape, huh
every day like it’s her birthday ’cause she got cake
they tell me cousin ain’t comin’ home soon, but i got faith, huh
how the f+ck you from the trenches? you never hopped the gate, huh
and i know somе real b+tches, evеrything a lil’ fake, huh
brother got a good white voice, but that’s bait, huh
bet he reel you in with different models, but that’s twins, yeah
slime ball, take everything you got with a grin, yeah
brand new f&n can barely fit inside my pants
come from a place where n+ggas speak down but shake your hand
off that kanye, when it falls down, that’s my jam
pray them bags land, when it touch down, do my dance
bae, it’s so good, it’s like mac and cheese touchin’ yams
gotta hold it down ’cause i still got n+ggas in the can
yeah, my lifestyle immaculate, foreign car, i’m scratchin’ it
just told brother hold his wrist up ’cause it’s factory
sh+t ain’t the same, i’m still 33, that’s the faculty
that sh+t crazy how they talk behind my back but it get back to me
yeah, that money keep pilin’, it’s bnerkid the album
and you know i still do it for the trenches, they growlin’
brand+new foreign car, i drove it off the lot with no mileage
i remember who all didn’t believe in me, now they sour
yeah, think about my n+ggas gone, know they still with me, huh
unc’, he like forty plus but he still with it
i just told her, “stay down, bae, just build with me,” huh
if i lost it all today, i know lil with me, huh
posted up with lil’ zay, was in that field with me
a lot of snakes in disguise, it’s a drought on real n+ggas
if the boy quirk, don’t panic, my tough spot sell candy
wishin’ i can give you all of me but i’m too damaged
knowin’ i can’t take it with me, i leave it for my family
bro don’t need a fast car, he drillin’ out the cammy
yeah, lights, camera, action, granny died from cancer
most the time the n+ggas talk the most, ain’t no factors
french glock, put a b+tton on it, it go faster
high speed, gotta make it home, bro get crafty
yeah, and lowkey when i pop out, latest fashion
i cannot stop chasin’ money, it’s a habit
like ai put up fifty points when i’m practicin’
this sh+t real life, please do not compare me to no rapper

- lil bean lyrics

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