Beatin Up the Beat Lyrics

Yeah, turn my headphones up

I wanna hear me

Don't be sayin' that you love me if you don't

Motherfuckers only call me when they need a zone

Money on my side so I never feel alone or a front

Treat my problems like opps, yeah, they go in a blunt

Bitch, I walk it like a talk it (Yeah)

Center of my circle, I be feelin' like a target

Many of my friends I don't expect to get my jargon

If the feds run up on me I'll be beggin' for a pardon

Guarded like I'm Harden

Trap and party hard up in my Jordan

Started from the bottom, now there's not a lot I'm not affordin'

Got it made

Sharp mind, you would think that I'm recordin' with a blade

Not a barber, but I get up on the track and give a fade

Ayy, beatin' up the beat (Yeah)

Comin' with the heat, don't be thinkin' that it's sweet (Nah)

Give my bitch a treat, even walk her on a leash

Need a lady in the streets and a freak up in the sheets

Cheefin on the keif, till I'm lookin' like I'm Cheech

Sippin' Casamigos while I'm sittin' by the beach

Haters keep on reachin', I ain't talkin' for the peace

Takin' ownership of everything I got, it's not a lease

Yeah, breakin' down a lot of trees

Roll em' up and hit em' like the lottery

She ain't prayin', but I got her on her knees

Keep it real, but still not who I wanna be

Comin' hard, better recognize as if I am familiar, they

Pray I fall, but I bet I rise, I'm finna hit the ceiling, stay

On my grind like I like to skate, I pop a molly like an ollie

Wonder when the hell I'm gonna stop, I say one day I probably will

Fill my body with narcotics, hopin' they don't leave me killed

They gon' win the way, they catchin' up to me, I need to chill

Put some braces on my face, so now I let em' see the grill

Keep it realer than I should sometimes, the truth hurts

I'ma hurt you before I'm gon' lie, I do work

Every verse is a construction site, off two Percs

So it's motherfuck the other side

Put a beat up in the dirt, when I come alive, it's Artille

Ayy, beatin' up the beat (Yeah)

Comin' with the heat, don't be thinkin' that it's sweet (Nah)

Give my bitch a treat, even walk her on a leash

Need a lady in the streets and a freak up in the sheets

Cheefin on the keif, till I'm lookin' like I'm Cheech

Sippin' Casamigos while I'm sittin' by the beach

Haters keep on reachin', I ain't talkin' for the peace

Takin' ownership of everything I got, it's not a lease