
beacon ft. mlxdy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
We was outside playin' with the big kid toys, no Hasbro
Back when I ain't had no Cuban bitches
Now I got so many from the islands, you'd think I am the son of Castro
Cause I am, hoe
The prophet emerging from the water, no longer tadpole, my fam though
Promises broken, I never had hope
Raised so well, I was 13 before I knew we was broke
Rolled in the grassy hills, now we roll solo's like Frank Ocean
With a dyed blonde bitch, she Latina, my prime token
You lettin' the flies in, why the door open
I can keep goin' Mississippi, Nile, Amazon, I can keep flowin'
I'm detouring around the true topic at hand
Direct wisdom enclosed in a concrete time capsule straight from the promised land
Walkin' over damp sand, spellin' out the title of The Promise
I made back when I was just trying to understand
Why these motherfuckers ain't get the vision yet, yeah
I lost every ounce of innocence
Shall I blame it on the internet?
I know some corny ass people who overlooking their relevance
Thinking that they hold a special place in my pen
Truthfully I ain't gave a single fuck since the last time I had to explain myself
And now you distancing from day ones just because they're sticking around me
Be the same hypocrites who claim they're godly
And then doubt me
Why don't you show some love if you godly
All of a sudden we all pro speech til' you hear shit that you don't believe
Stoic hour, pre-sleep meditation, no dopamine
Think of all the people who ain't be who they're supposed to be
I started seeing green when I stopped saying hopefully
Spark man, beacon boy, getting the shine
But true to all, shoutout to my sons who I inspired
I see it in all your videos, melodies and rhymes
Even the title suffixes, ".wav", that's mine, bitch
I'm grateful, I ain't make it on that shit project
You should let the instrumental do all the talkin'
Was it worth gettin' stitches tryna be Dremmz?
You made amends, you said we could be friends
And now you hosting the quote unquote "Chicago Biggest Underground Show" without Dremmz
Damn, I should've bought me a ticket but on that day I got a scheduled visit with your ex
Yes, the dunce hat stays on during sex
I'm lookin' at my roster like, who's next?
I stopped gettin' attached when my last bitch
Told me that arguin' was her favorite part of the relationship
But not runnin' downtown at midnight to make it to the train station
Then she got the nerve to hit me with an allegation
And some accusations
Rubbing on your ass cause you gave me permission
How the fuck you gon' take words out your mouth last minute?
But I get it
It's easier to shut down a superstar who believes in himself, right?
Let's kill the kid with confidence
So we can get the O'Block sponsorship
I don't know why
The sky is red tonight
I don't know why
I don't know why
I wanna know what you're doing with him
I wanna know, are you letting him in?
Are you letting him in or not?
Are you letting him, letting him in?
Are you letting him in?
Are you letting him, letting him in
Or not, or not, or not?
Floaters in my eyes
Gaussian on my dreams
Mosaic on my thoughts
Delays when I breathe
Confusion in my brain
There's nothing left to believe
I thought way too ahead
Now I'm stranded down stream
Oh, if you was lying I would know
If you was lying I would know
Oh, I would know
Hold on, I'm on my own
I keep seeking things I don't like
And you can get a little closer, baby I don't bite
You're running amuck
You're running it up
When we were waiting to fuck
Waiting for the sun to go down
Oh no, and now that you're gone
I look up in the sky so high
I'm granted eternal life, oh