Just want my Bezzle Lyrics

Come on…. Nigga in this Bitch… just cooling in this bitch.

Ohhhh Oh, Ohhh oh

Ain't never stood down Youngan always take in charge

Locked me in a cell they tryna do him bad, ima play it large

Tryna play me dirty they ain't give me shit sending bullets through the car

But this the life that I gotta live

Life or surrender my niggas gone and I miss them

I miss lil kaylin so many times could've died an missed us

I'm sending bullets through they car like it's missiles they ain't give me shit ride in chevy With my pistol

I got this pain inside my heart, I'm taking burdens off my chest

Before I leave and walk out I got up next They wanna work fa me, can't work fa free

On time I love, I pay the fee

Tryna Keep my head on thru the race

And I say

I wanna be the mane but I can't be the man

who I am not want me too die before I reach my success

I refuse to open up hoes tryna play me close

Niggas tryna vest up my chest mhm

I'm tryna hold on pain got me staying strong my youngin full of fentanyl still doped while He going lone

What the fuck you talking bout bring them choppers out when he raise his tone

Mama say a good child tryna thug em out tryna do him wrong

I had to pray god for to live Ain't never stood down Yungin always take in charge

Locked me in a cell they tryna do him bad, ima play it large

Tryna play me dirty they Ain't give me shit, sending bullets through the car

But this the life that I gotta live

Life or surrender my niggas gone and I miss them

I miss lil kaylin so many times could've died an missed us

I'm sending bullets through they car like it's Missiles they ain't give me shit ride in chevy With my pistols

Swerving In that Bentley Truck they ain't give us shit nigga

That comm'e Des garçons we put it on them bitch niggas

God I say that I'm sorry Ye I just wanna kill niggas

Mama I'm not sorry Ye grew up in the field with it

Whole lotta shit on top my chest I just don't deal with it

Money got him at his best I'm striping shit like Hill Figure

I just want that money want my diamonds n my bezel

Niggas tryna short for me I told the bitch can't help her

He say he gone stretch him just catch him watch him flex him

Flexing off that Ten-way get you stretched you know I flushed him

Money got him standing tall, Money got him fucked up

You know who I'm gone fuck with child down fuck with y'all I fuck with her

Ouuuuu ouu

Ouuuuu ouu

Ouuu

Money got him standing tall Money got 'em fucked up

Money got 'em standing

Money got him fucked up