been a beast

remember when i was hustlin' strapped up pack and poles

spendin' money on expensive clothes

flexin' crackin' hoes

stackin' dough rollin' up on opps lettin' ratchets blow

i been a beast that's the one still livin' and go ask they hoes

remember when i was hustlin' strapped up pack and poles

spendin' money on expensive clothes

flexin' crackin' hoes

stackin' dough rollin' up on opps lettin' ratchets blow

i been a beast that's the one still livin' and go ask they hoes

these bitches want me to crack

because i look like a safe now

i'm not alone in my whip

i keep a bad bitch with her face down

i wish a fuck nigga would trip

i bust his ass like a greyhound

i will shoot while you layup don't play foul

you get boxed when i come through that's takeout

i had to fight a few gun cases

this rapper battle no 8 mile

i felt like i was winnin' cause i was sendin' and gettin' that money no paypal

always did my dirt by my lonely cause i heard niggas be singin' like h-town

nowadays i feel like i'm lil weezy so please don't make me pull a drake out

i came a long way

young nigga cryin' and sniffin'

my mama gettin' high in the kitchen

i made up my mind that i cannot die in the trenches

i told myself i'm on a mission to go get that dough off the clients supplyin' the piff and invested in rhymin' and spittin'

i went through the rain hopin' the pain i was feelin' would disappear like a magician

wasn't scared of the fire i been through all kinds of conditions

i'm thankful i'm not up in prison

i wanted a rollie one with the diamonds that glisten i had to get fly on them bitches

wasn't worried bout haters i'm slidin' with blickers and after that probably gon' slide in they bitches

was squeezin' them tools and it wasn't no pliers i'm grippin'

this boss used to fire them bitches

remember when i was hustlin' strapped up pack and poles

spendin' money on expensive clothes

flexin' crackin' hoes

stackin' dough

rollin' up on opps lettin' ratchets blow

i been a beast that's the one still livin' and go ask they hoes

remember when i was hustlin' strapped up pack and poles

spendin' money on expensive clothes

flexin' crackin' hoes

stackin' dough rollin' up on opps lettin' ratchets blow

i been a beast that's the one still livin' and go ask they hoes

no shirt on bitch i'm tatted up i never had good luck

start baggin' up

shit start addin' up

bank roll's fat as fuck

bitches lookin' while i'm passin' slow like damn i past the goal

hop out drippin' like a fashion show

you play you gotta go

click clack boom

let that ratchet blow

that 40 snatch his soul

casket's closed them bullets hit his face michael jackson nose

now shit gucci my head ring say burr

had whores on me no spurs

was flippin' packs and ballin' like i'm shep they can't change who we were

back in high school on a half a day

i was crackin' bitches while they folks was gone

little bad nigga but his dough was long

i was movin' grams ole folk songs

i was grindin' like a slow song

had to sit still when the dopes gone

pistol on my lap and both phones

wit' a cutie with me no four zones huh

young nigga live with his dawgs

hustlin' riskin' it all

he got back there we kickin' in doors

takin' your shit like a stall

big ribs and tint on the car

we was just livin' a ball

strapped up when we hit the mall

i ain't duckin' shit but the law

remember when i was hustlin' strapped up pack and poles

spendin' money on expensive clothes

flexin' crackin' hoes

stackin' dough rollin' up on opps lettin' ratchets blow

i been a beast that's the one still livin' and go ask they hoes

remember when i was hustlin' strapped up pack and poles

spendin' money on expensive clothes

flexin' crackin' hoes

stackin' dough rollin' up on opps lettin' ratchets blow

i been a beast that's the one still livin' and go ask they hoes