Yung Slim - Just Need A Beat

Yeah, aye you know what I'm saying man, this beat ain't even my speed
But you know, I'mma tackle it you know what I'm saying
Tell me what's the mission I execute at the highest level
That ain't no tec that's just them switches
They buss different the 9 better
How you tell me you gon lose it all fucking round with me
When you know, I done gave you all in terms of what you need
If I'm a ho, let the Lord strike me down as I breathe
Never seen the other side cause I'm never the one to leave
I done been in bad positions prevailed then I took the lead
They counted me out from the jump but can't nobody fuck with me
I can't believe I let myself think I was second to somebody
Let the problem be with me, it ain't no question bitch we riding
Done been crossed too much, like three, four, five, six, seven, eight times
You got me fucked up you think you finna make number nine
See I don't put my pain on others I deal with it the hard way
When they say love is in the air, I hold my breath I don't breathe bae
Before I tell I'll take the chair, my loyalty goes a long way
Before I go bae wish me well, you know I'm probably in harms way
Come be my peace, girl I need you when I'm trynna get some fucking sleep
Show me who you are so I know what this finna be
I tell a nigga what it is cause ain't no pussy bone in me
I lift that chopper like a lid it get to boiling like some tea
We brought that chop to spin the block and we won't need to spin again
These niggas hoes and it's a lot of them no way they getting in
He broke the code them boys shot at him he dying for his sins
And I'mma show you niggas how to put a body in the wind
It's so much money in this bitch you wanna see some dead friends
Go pay the runner for the run I'm finna call you when they land
I won't stall I got a plan, got a child but been a man
I done hit the blunt so many gah damn times can't feel my hands
Everybody with me shoot but don't put glizzys on the gram
If it's fair you get your points I'll get my lick back when I can
You fuck my bitch then she ain't mine that was yours before you hit it
See my game be tight for real I don't be chasing all these women
Aye Slim who cold as you? I don't need a hook just need a beat bitch
Ocean view, swimming in the money got me seasick
Big chops, know we brought them Glocks to the party y'all
Stick talk, we gon be the ones to set the party off
Aye Slim who cold as you? I don't need a hook just need a beat bitch
Ocean view, swimming in the money got me seasick
Big chops, know we brought them Glocks to the party y'all
Stick talk, we gon be the ones to set the party off

Written by:
Brian Norman Jr

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