Feel Da Beat

I just broke my wrist
Now I feel the beat

Money on my plate
There's no need to eat

Richman in disguise
I don't need jewlery

Been working all day
Now I feel the heat

Man this shit feel fake

But this life I'm living feel great
All them niggas that switched up
Folded or tryed and lied to my face

Ion give 2 fuck bout no nigga
I swear this choppa gon Spray

Its over a thousand for features
Come get it u want it
Then niggas gon pay

Been walking for miles
N preaching my legacy Iive on
N then we part ways

What are the chances u take
I'm dropping out today
Case close you too late
Fuck that I'm bound make it bitch
Whole gang proud I made it
This my ultimatum
I wanna new ap
Never mind that shit to basic
Why do they hate on me
Sum faked it till they done made it
Yeah I'm getting payed this season
Pockets on cheese n lil bit of bacon
They planned on taking me
Fuck that try me get trapped in a basement

I just broke my wrist
Now I feel the beat

Money on my plate
There's no need to eat

Richman in disguise
I don't need jewlery

Been working all day
Now I feel the heat

How many times u flipped it huh
How many times u visit unc
I had no pot to piss in nun
Now u see how I'm dripping sum
Making that money you aint getting nun
Niggas all talk they ain't fighting nun
U say u a shooter
You ain't shooting nun
I Up the 40 get rid of him

White chalk give u a fade
I'm popping out today
Bad bitch she wanna a taste
Bust ha down she gimmie da cake
Mo money mo power n planes
Im taking off today
Yg forever cant change
Blood in my heart and my veins

I just broke my wrist
Now I feel the beat

Money on my plate
There's no need to eat

Richman in disguise
I don't need jewlery

Been working all day
Now I feel the heat



Credits
Writer(s): Ygn Ape
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