OBEY The Kidd - Beams & Fiji (feat. Makb0)

Oh The Kidd on it?
Ugh
You could see it in my eyes, youll never ease the pain
I seen they money in drought im bouta make it rain
Until i walk up into hell I promise I ain't foldin
And now my wallet throwin up because my pockets swollen
It's like my head up in the sky and I aint coming down
I'm just a window in my city
I won't come around, Bitch
I'm trying to see it all like first ibiza and then tobago
I gotta stay alive so first of all let's get a draco
And I can't break my stride i'll prolly work 100 seasons
That's for my family that sees me as a fuckin heathen
I might be geekin but i miss it when i'm sippin up
Like when i came home to a baddy i could really love
And i been broken for too long , had to bus it down
I'm moving dangerous on you bunny's like a playboy hound
I marked her face she cleopatra, this the fuckin sticks
And don't you hit me if you know you couldn't sell a brick
You can't move slowly or else everyone gone flood the trench
I'll prolly be here til i come up or i make a hit
I'm wit my brothers you go notice who we fuckin is
If you ain't making money that shit just ain't making sense
I thought I told you once pussy i could never stop
And now I'm lookin like tostito chips, I'm up in guac
I'm out here WitThemDickz, poking out of every chop
I came from nothing, Millis coming
Yea like thats on Jah
They think i'm good, but I really got this pain i'm holdin
My fist is clenched and that's because like all my rings is frozen
I'm with my demons smokin, on my opps we fuckin toting
And my motorola ringing but i'm sleeping off the potion
Aye yuh, and i been pretty busy
These lil bitches on my line they couldn't get a minute
Cause i ain't even on my phone unless i'm writing lyrics
And i ain't prayin up to god unless i'm fucking sinning
Ugh bitch, i'll grip a fuckin chop
I'll make a sequel out the party, watch em take these shots
Just like a new years ball i'll really watch his body drop
It's like I'll go to hell but fuck it I'ma try it out
Shh, Yeah, and every night im out
3 am im wit the grinch well prolly start a riot
And If i am you best believe it that we prolly smokin loud
It made my neighbors come on over and they trying to hit a round
It made your bitches come on over trying to fuck around
I made them hater change they mind about the way i sound
I'm making money anyway i'll come up out the ground
Its make out valley, until I climb upon the biggest mountain
Put that shit on Jah 2 times
Ayo Mak, hit that shit !
Aye, yuh I just put some woky in my faygo now im fucked up
Last time I was fucking on your bitch and she was cuffed up
Last time I was running up a bag and it was not enough
Huh, I guess I'm really Heem
Bitch really wanna fuck, I said on her knees
I only want the head and the bread bitch Im a dope fiend
Heard your man smoking on some crack and he a dope fiend
Huh, Im really off one
I heard that he fiending for some pussy
I bet he bought some
Aye, and i been off some shit
Baby stuffin pills down throat like she suckin dick
When we keep beating on they ass so much that they switched the sticks
This bitch wont stop calling my phone i need to change that shit, Fuck
Aye I need to change my life
The DRUGS, MONEY, BITCHES, thats some shit i cant sacrafice
I heard he got spooked for his life then went and turned to Christ
Bitch fagged off thats okay i got my prices right
Aye
And I been leaning out
Swervin in and out of lanes I wanna cop a demon now
Get yo mind right
Hmph, yeah
Get your mind right

Written by:
Alan Macias, Makaio Baker

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