Beach Drive Lyrics

Creole looking nigga don't know if I'm Haitian

Insecurity thoughts like I don't think a nigga gonna make it

Family tree lost don't know who made it

Momma gone asking how far can I take this

Don't it feel like life can strip you naked

Put you in a hole when you feelin outdated

You get up everyday cuz you know you're destined for greatness

Ain't no slowing down so what's the hol up

There's snitches on every block like a dunkin donut

Homies in the parking lot doing donuts

It's a sideshow every time I show up

Shawty texting me like when are you gonna grow up

I kill that cat the same night we hook up

Pulled up on Romello on Lyman Street that's the hub

Drop And Chuck outside in the cut

You bitches think it's a badge of honor cuz yall wear scrubs

They like how is Wst state to state booking flights

These niggas be acting like bitches better yet they be acting like dikes

Quick to pull the strap out cuz they can't fight

My intuition is kinda like a gut feeling I can't miss

Sittin low while I'm driving glancing at the ocean as I reminisce

Not dwelling on the past cuz if I keep looking back Ima fuck around and crash