Beast (#Husslelikeimnipsey)

I'm a beast off the leash, capiche, you can't compete
I've been rolling so deep Adele should marry me
I'm a Stoned Immaculate, on the chase for curren$y
Sorry for the wait, my nigga I spit them keys
Soft white is all i write, I've been going all night
The way I paint the vision, I'm a have it on sight
I'm a do this beat dirty, I don't need a muddy sprite
What you call a dream, I'm about to make my life
This lyricist is so damn meticulous
The way he rip this shit, he need to be on ridiculousness
Rob Dyrdek, mad cause he ain't there yet
I ain't met God, so i ain't seen shit i fear yet
Ugh
But i'm afraid of dying broke, responsibilities for some itches that i poked
Now my seed on a boat in Sicily getting home schooled
Thank God back in thirteen grab I grabbed them protools
Uhh
And I ain't never look back, i don't really fuck with rap cause most of these niggas wack
Ohhh
All I spit is facts, I posses what they lack so her head in my lap
I don't sleep I take a nap, then I get my ass back to work
Got a feeling I can touch a million, yeah I know my worth
Now you see me where you could've been, yeah I know that hurt
Just rip the damn booth in half nigga no rehearse
I'm a expert little nigga yea my aim precise
Been balling since a little nigga had to fish a price
I throw the dice of life 4, 5, 6
It was never luck nigga I was destined for this
I put the Law of Attraction action on a daily
Smell that leather interior in that Mercedes, yeah the G5 hunnit truck
Cost'em a couple bucks
Let mama drive that, so Kayla can ride that
Let her get a taste of life daddy out here working for
Got to have it i been at it since they did the tootsie roll
So that's ten fold, for smooth criminal
I'm a milk the game, and have these niggas eating cereal
Better put some damn water on that shit
Got a hand on the game, and I ain't loose a grip
Man with the iron fist when I grab the mic
Smoking on this stick of loud call it dynamite
Out of sight out of mind, cause I'm always on the grind
Never time to recline, when there's money on the line
So divine when he drops them bombs, should've work for Pakistan
All day I'm eating them niggas doing Ramadan
It's like comic con they way they pretend
The dividends are proof that I be getting it in
Old man with them dollars, I be reeling them in
Them niggas did Congo, who realer than them
The city going crazy, they keep boxing up these babies
They don't see eighteen let alone eighty
I gotta stay around to see my babies grow up
You settle for less than you're worth then you lazy as fuck
I'm always want more, nightmares of being poor
You gotta catch me at the show cause I'm always on tour
Marine Corps made me wise and they gave me discipline
And my pops Zeke showed me how to work like immigrants
He said, stay focused go and get what you desire
My only wish for him is just to see that man retire
I'm inspired by the great minds, got the spark to change the world
I put that on my mama, baby boy, and my baby girls
Damn the world a fucked up place
But even worse is my mental space
I must be a basket case
I put all my eggs in this rap shit
The game a omelette i get it crackin
Facts, they want them racks, but lack the passion
That's the main difference in my value and what I cash in
Used to rap in the basement with the shit pipes
I left and took some L's, I had to get right
Hussle keep all that money in like I'm Nipsey
Ima smoke the sticky refer till the reaper comes get me
If you look at my hands you see calluses
Cause all that really matters is what your account balance is
Supreme