Life
By Elian Beak (2020)
On album Where You From (2020)
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Life
I kill my beat need no knife
Yeah thats my life
Damn my neck cold like a fridge with the ice
Thats my life
You gettin' old, I don‘t change
Thats on my Life
Yeah on my Life
Yeah on foenem
Niggas can‘t name me shit I owe 'em
Say you gon' leave, why don‘t you go then
And fuck a text I keep a 9 loaded
My new bitch white like a snowman
She won‘t let you in like a doorman
I‘ve been on this shit
Since my momma had a kid
I‘ve been on it way to long y‘all ain‘t know man
You don't know
I did it on my own
Used to hang out in the dark man
Used to chase a nigga head phones
Call it walkman
Swervin‘ around and I meet all these niggas
These niggas they tell me to drop it
Yeah okay fuck it
It‘s a big show like the muppet
I got chickens like a bucket
Sometimes I knock em‘
They calling my phone I can‘t stop it
If they go on I might block em‘
Yeah they get blocked
Don‘t give a fuck
You niggas is slow
You ain‘t even sip wock
Whats hannin'
Now niggas quiet when I step in
And my shit is brackin‘
You can never catch me lackin‘
Yeah I made it out the jungle
Now a Nigga making numbers
Watch the neck it‘s like a thunder
Yeah she ride me like a Honda
Beat the pussy on a Sunday
Get up at 2 on a Monday
Life is like a one way
I still got a good Feng shui
Fly like a Bird
In the Caribbean smoking on herbs
B got the curves
Money comes around like it's the earth
Nigga you late
You can not come to the race
Smoke a wood to the face
If you play a young nigga get laced
Yeah thats my Life
I kill a beat need no knife
You still out here shotin‘ dice
I come through you get sliced
She was begging for the pipe
Matter fact she got it twice
She got it uh
She got it but I need a eater
I ball in a Vette a two seater
It‘s red, looking like rose
And it got the stripes like adidas
Oh na na na
Shit hit‘s different thats no lie
We make bands we don‘t cry
Got the key I‘m the goat
Thats my
Life
I kill my beat need no knife
Yeah thats my life
Damn my neck cold like a fridge with the ice
Thats my life
You getting old , I don‘t change
Thats on my Life
Yeah on my Life
Little bitch how did I know this
Lil niggas ain‘t even get noticed
They takin my shit like a diaper
I get head‘s like snipers
They snitch but I know it
They ain‘t straight they ain‘t get shit of the cake
Yeh they late
This shit ain‘t up for debate
I Pull up now they can‘t look away
It's B.E.A.K you‘ll remember the name
I kill my beat need no knife
Yeah thats my life
Damn my neck cold like a fridge with the ice
Thats my life
You gettin' old, I don‘t change
Thats on my Life
Yeah on my Life
Yeah on foenem
Niggas can‘t name me shit I owe 'em
Say you gon' leave, why don‘t you go then
And fuck a text I keep a 9 loaded
My new bitch white like a snowman
She won‘t let you in like a doorman
I‘ve been on this shit
Since my momma had a kid
I‘ve been on it way to long y‘all ain‘t know man
You don't know
I did it on my own
Used to hang out in the dark man
Used to chase a nigga head phones
Call it walkman
Swervin‘ around and I meet all these niggas
These niggas they tell me to drop it
Yeah okay fuck it
It‘s a big show like the muppet
I got chickens like a bucket
Sometimes I knock em‘
They calling my phone I can‘t stop it
If they go on I might block em‘
Yeah they get blocked
Don‘t give a fuck
You niggas is slow
You ain‘t even sip wock
Whats hannin'
Now niggas quiet when I step in
And my shit is brackin‘
You can never catch me lackin‘
Yeah I made it out the jungle
Now a Nigga making numbers
Watch the neck it‘s like a thunder
Yeah she ride me like a Honda
Beat the pussy on a Sunday
Get up at 2 on a Monday
Life is like a one way
I still got a good Feng shui
Fly like a Bird
In the Caribbean smoking on herbs
B got the curves
Money comes around like it's the earth
Nigga you late
You can not come to the race
Smoke a wood to the face
If you play a young nigga get laced
Yeah thats my Life
I kill a beat need no knife
You still out here shotin‘ dice
I come through you get sliced
She was begging for the pipe
Matter fact she got it twice
She got it uh
She got it but I need a eater
I ball in a Vette a two seater
It‘s red, looking like rose
And it got the stripes like adidas
Oh na na na
Shit hit‘s different thats no lie
We make bands we don‘t cry
Got the key I‘m the goat
Thats my
Life
I kill my beat need no knife
Yeah thats my life
Damn my neck cold like a fridge with the ice
Thats my life
You getting old , I don‘t change
Thats on my Life
Yeah on my Life
Little bitch how did I know this
Lil niggas ain‘t even get noticed
They takin my shit like a diaper
I get head‘s like snipers
They snitch but I know it
They ain‘t straight they ain‘t get shit of the cake
Yeh they late
This shit ain‘t up for debate
I Pull up now they can‘t look away
It's B.E.A.K you‘ll remember the name
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