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Bear on the beat

They saying ''Suavé, why you do 'em like that?
Buying all these booths, you a fool like that'', look
Louis bags, act a fool with the racks
I can show you how to make your main plug double-back, listen
Two accounts, that's a quarter ticket (Uh-huh)
Talking how I'm living 'cause I know I really did it
I used to just have nothing, I had visions of this life I'm living
Since the last time I broke out, I got my sh*t bending, look (Bear on the beat)
Claiming that we blood brothers (Huh?)
Wasn't with me in the trenches in the mud puddle (Nah)
I be focused on these b*t*hes, I don't want to cuddle (I don't what?)
So whеn they see us in the club they gеt no love from us, that's a fact
Get to work, then pull up, then I double that
If the price lookin' right we might double-back
My heart froze over when they snatched my brother from me
So with Papa we just be picking up here from me (Bear on the beat)

I've been running up these digits for a lil' minute
I been consistent with the grind
Running up a check, I'm just blatant
Feeling like, ''F**k you, pay me''
Rick Rollie faces are different 'cause the time gon' push it to 'em, honey
I've been running up these digits for a lil' minute
I been consistent with the grind
Running up a check, I'm just blatant
Feeling like, ''F**k you, pay me''
Rick Rollie faces are different 'cause the time gon' push it to 'em, honey, look (Bear on the beat)
Rare Rollie, that's a different type of time
I just bought a 745, different type of ride, uh
She saying, ''Suavé, this a different type of vibe''
I just took a flight to Cali, that's a different type of ''Hi, what's up?'' (Okay)
Pictured than a motherf**ker (Huh?)
Ain't gone no love for you leeches or you bloodsuckers (No)
I'm just stacking up the cheese like four rockers (Like what?)
While he took the whole showing fake love for me (Bear on the beat, fake love)
Pockets fatter than a Teriyo
Got these hoes in rotation like a Mary-Go
Committed to the hunnids, think I might just marry dough (I might just marry dough)
I been pimpin', I can give you the scenario (Here's the scenario)
I had two things with me, two dancing trains
I ain't trickin' off them b*t*hes, take them to Raising Canes
Hundreds and them fifties, blue strips filling up my pockets (What?)
Red fishes and basically I'm from McDonalds (Bear on the beat)

I've been running up these digits for a lil' minute
I been consistent with the grind
Running up a check, I'm just blatant
Feeling like, ''F**k you, pay me''
Rick Rollie faces are different 'cause the time gon' push it to 'em, honey
I've been running up these digits for a lil' minute
I been consistent with the grind
Running up a check, I'm just blatant
Feeling like, ''F**k you, pay me''
Rick Rollie faces are different 'cause the time gon' push it to 'em, honey, look (Bear on the beat)
I got money counters in every crib that a n***a own
More than three phones, you know that I'm in a zone
When I'm talking to the plug, when I'm pulling money from under the rug
Yeah, we talking 'bout drugs, we talking 'bout stacks
We talking 'bout real sh*t, we talking 'bout facts
We talking 'bout hit the plug-plug, run it back
We talking 'bout running back like we in the motherf**king field, it's real, yeah (Bear on the beat)
Kill or be killed, everybody on the block do this sh*t for thrills
We raised by killers, welcome to Sugar Hill
Better keep your lips sealed or n***as is gon' bury you
Hop out of Benzes, throw everything in the air with you
Type of lights that n***as get married to, yeah
Hustling is a virtue
Understand that and n***as murk you (Bear on the beat)

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