beeble ft. TYGKO Lyrics

Loose lips hope ya tongue fall

Mama knew right

Bring two knives to the gun brawl

Speeding through life

So two nights feel like one

Y'all wouldn't knew grind

While I do crimes like a slumlord

Want a new TYG?

Well I got one for ya

One of one

So I son niggas

Like get up flora

Floor the pedal

End up in Florida

Telling short stories

Shorties don't ignore me

I already found the one for me

Run on sentences in my temple

But they short enough

Sure enough

If I abort the plan

Then we solely fucked

Sore loser

So it's only dubs

Rolypoly drugs

Police don't be us

So don't approach me wit questions

Crush the world in my hands

Then wiggle off the dust

I'm up at dusk, it's not a rush

I thought I lost the love

But now I'm tougher than you thought I was

Was gone kill em all

But I fought the urge

Wasn't writing songs then I got the urge

Every verse I'm at the verge

Versus me is like the purge

Personally I'm lost for words

You learnin me you got a lot to learn

My posse nerds

We just looking for a pot to urn

And pot to burn

Couldn't stop me wit my tires worn

I leave fire marks

Where my tires were

Went for higher marks

Now I'm not concerned

Competition prolly worse

They ogle me

Rockin out

Like when a comet burst

I'm confident in my powers

I was not at first

I'm locking out all the nonbelievers

All the doors!

I'm plotting how I can end up needing all my boys

I'm hoping that I can end up meeting Kid Cudi

I lost my brother

They can't relate but they feel for me

I give myself affirmation for when I feel crummy

I put my all in the music that's all that's real to me

I might just fake my death just to see if they still love me

I strike at the right time and place like I was steel drumming