Correction Lyrics FN DaDealer - Beast by FN DaDealer

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(Awavy in his bag, yeah)

It ain't all good, it ain't all bad, twenty thousand on me, all cash
All of it came out the streets, I ain't never think to go into the stash
I was bein' low-key, I could be a beast, finna make 'em mad
She keep f**kin' up the sheets and I'm goin' deep, tryna break her back
She be like ooh, ooh, ooh-wee, she like, "What you do to me?"
I don't rock no jewelry, but b*t*h, I'm shinin', you can see
Why you tryna use a G? Ho, it ain't no you and me
Oh, you must've thought I was green
Ho, you must be on a bean

I don't know what you thought, I don't know what you think, yeah
I know you thought I'd fall, you thought I'd sink, yeah
I'm like a leaf in the fall, I get off a tree, yeah, huh
I know some n***as who ball, they brick, then picked up a key
First of all
Them n***as ain't makin' no noise, no, we never heard of y'all
When we get involved, it's murder on call
Don't play with my dogs, we breakin' the laws
I kept it real with some n***as who flaw
I turned my back and they f**ked 'round and crossed me
I guess that's just how the game go, you just gotta play cautious
It ain't all good, it ain't all bad, twenty thousand on me, all cash
All of it came out the streets, I ain't never think to go into the stash
I was bein' low-key, I could be a beast, finna make 'em mad
She keep f**kin' up the sheets and I'm goin' deep, tryna break her back
She be like ooh, ooh, ooh-wee, she like, "What you do to me?"
I don't rock no jewelry, but b*t*h, I'm shinin', you can see
Why you tryna use a G? Ho, it ain't no you and me
Oh, you must've thought I was green
Ho, you must be on a bean

She be like ooh, ooh-wee
He stealin' our lingo, gon' cost him a fee
I came from the mud, that made me a beast
She my lil' bust it bae, I give her D
We just be kickin' this sh*t on the regular
Used to be trappin', I filled up my schedule
Poppin' these Percocets just like Excedrin
She know I'm a motherf**kin' veteran
I never act like I'm ahead of you
I put the b*t*h on her feet, make a better you
B*t*h, I'm the sh*t, I was already tellin' you
Get him hit if the dogs not smellin' him
Runnin' with sticks and some felonies
He say he want smoke, we inhalin' it
We sippin' that lean with no measurement
I got a bad b*t*h and she heaven-sent
It ain't all good, it ain't all bad, twenty thousand on me, all cash
All of it came out the streets, I ain't never think to go into the stash
I was bein' low-key, I could be a beast, finna make 'em mad
She keep f**kin' up the sheets and I'm goin' deep, tryna break her back
She be like ooh, ooh, ooh-wee, she like, "What you do to me?"
I don't rock no jewelry, but b*t*h, I'm shinin', you can see
Why you tryna use a G? Ho, it ain't no you and me
Oh, you must've thought I was green
Ho, you must be on a bean

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