Afterp4rty - Beatles

(Harmonizing)
Tryna do right by my guys
Tryna do right by my people
Tryna do right by my life
Tryna stack up to the ceiling
She said I wouldn't be shit
I was caught up in my feelings
I got me a badder bitch
Now I make hits like the Beatles
Working like twenty-four-seven
Pretty lil bitch she be sending me kisses, I think she wan' play with the devil
CDG all on me, I know that these boys will never go get on my level
This greatness, so special
I'm faded forever
This shit way too easy
Been fly since a fetus
Got no competition
Percocets, I don't need
Did it on my own (woah, woah)
Where was you when I was broke (broke, broke)
I pour a four of that lean in a double cup, huh, guilty
Ain't catching sleep till I'm making a milli
These little boys they be acting so silly
You won't ever be my sons
Even though you try copy all my flows, you will never have the sauce
I get fucked up, still I pray that god forgives all my flaws
I'm making multiple payments
I told that bitch to the face
(You wasn't hard to replace)
I went and spent a few k, I couldn't care if you hate
I'm living life by the day, but I know that imma be great
(Harmonizing)
Tryna do right by my guys
Tryna do right by my people
Tryna do right by my life
Tryna stack up to the ceiling
She said I wouldn't be shit
I was caught up in my feelings
I got me a badder bitch
Now I make hits like the Beatles
Now I make hits like the Beatles
Now I make hits like the Beatles
So I make hits like the Beatles
Now I make hits like the Beatles
Now I make hits like the Beatles

Written by:
Frederico Goncalves

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