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(Verse 1: Infant J Stone) Bases loaded like I’m trying to bring my bros home And it’s my time to bat I feel like the Loc is on his own And when I sleep I feel like I gotta hold my chrome Rest in peace to Nip I’m feeling like they did my homie wrong Damn That’s some sh*t I never fathomed Feel like yesterday, we was dipping in that Phantom Now I’m laying flowers at ya gravesite Lighting candles They say God wouldn’t put nothing on you, you could handle Got my chin up And my chest out For a long time I felt like I was left out Never leave thе house without it when I step out In casе you ain’t know Let me show you what that West bout The good die young Grannys bury they Grandson You gotta ride with one 12 year olds toting handguns Real sh*t Still gotta win this race, f**k how long it take Setting for nothing that’s the wrong mistake (Chorus: Infant J Stone) What’s beef? Beef is when my brother Alvin died to these streets Beef is when ya Mama get killed by police I was I the cell anticipating my release Then I came home and Nip threw me on the beat What’s beef? Beef is when you can’t leave the house without ya heat Beef is when you got one eye open when you sleep I was I the cell anticipating my release Then I came home and Nip threw me on the beat (Verse 2: Dave East) I was in my cell anticipating my release I was making sells I wasn’t thinking bout no beats FN, 100 shells, I heard them n***as say “it’s beef” Nips used to call me like “Yo Cuh we bout to eat” I did a bid in Baltimore They tried to cut me Hope God is with you when it’s lit If you survive, you lucky In that cell I really felt like only I can love me With baking soda that powder fluffy Don’t try to touch me You never got robbed for ya jacket Apologize, I brought my Mama that madness f**k it she still love me b*t*hes used to hate I got rich and they still ugly Feel like Michael Jackson in Thriller as soon as that pill touch me Def Jam still cutting checks n***a my deal lovely Crystal… The Belaire f**k it it’s still bubbling I blocked her number for a week She see me and she still hugged me Harlem Crip I’m throw it up till they kill Cuzz (Chorus: Infant J Stone) What’s beef? Beef is when my brother Alvin died to these streets Beef is when ya Mama get killed by police I was I the cell anticipating my release Then I came home and Nip threw me on the beat What’s beef? Beef is when you can’t leave the house without ya heat Beef is when you got one eye open when you sleep I was I the cell anticipating my release Then I came home and Nip threw me on the beat
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