Beehtoven Freestyle (feat. Ryan $mart & MacSsoul)
I feel like Beehtoven
Yeah, yeah
I haveth both of my chains on
Who is Beehtoven
Beehtoven was a black man
Ahh shit
Yeah yeah yeah
You know I shine in the dark
Yeah
I'm getting money my people don't know 'bout
Bitch if it's game time ima show out
You look at me different when I pulled the dough out
If the feds send a blitz ima roll out
Shawty got a fat ass and it poke out
They call it the trap for a reason, try and make it out
I'm the most turnt in my town
I'm puffin the jay and I pass it around
Remember them days I was down in the dark
Life shit ain't sweet aint no walk in the park
R.I.P. Pop
You know that its chop or get chopped
Life is a ladder gotta get to the top
We hunting the packages give me a drop
He talking tough but I know he gone fold
Shake him for cash turn that ass to a bankroll
Pray everyday boy I got to stay thankful
Look in my bag you gone meet a few presidents
I'm one step ahead boy i'm always intelligent
Cop off my 'migo he ship to my residence
I was raised to go get a bag
In order to win got to stick to the game plan
I know i'm the man I don't got to brag
Pulled off with the game like a pair of some space jams
It's that moonlight sonata, we creep on yo block and I bet you won't find us
I feel like the don dada
I just smoked me some gas and you know I got za za
I stop at the gas station cop me a wood
Straight to the pressure we only smoke good
I been had yo girl pass her out to the hood
And I know she gone do exactly what she should
My brother mean he might kick in the do'
He only rob rich cause he chasin' that dough
He can't do no mo'
We breaking the code
Had to hustle so green light i'm on go
I always said mama one day i'd be rich
The longer I go I learn life is bitch
I stay on my shit
Ten toes down like I stand in a ditch
Bitch
Thought yo nigga was real but he won't you got opped on
Ran from that charge now he dead like an iPhone
He thought we was playin but we ain't amused
So if he run up this a drop zone
We gone kill it lil nigga
Ima make sure he feel it lil nigga
He wan' run his mouth, we gone stomp him out
To raise that boy up take a village lil nigga
Hold up
Said he on go tell him stop it
Niggas be hard 'til that phone go back in his pocket
Good gas in i'm shopping
If it ain't gas then I ain't copping
You can't get no pass
I ain't Stockton
She using both hands she ain't mopping
Only woman I trust is my mama
Only trump I support is Teanna
I'm getting money my people don't know 'bout
Bitch if it's game time ima show out
You look at me different when I bring the dough out
If the feds send a blitz ima roll out
Shawty got a fat ass and it poke out
They call it the trap for a reason, tryin to make it out
I'm the most turnt in my town
I'm puffin the jay and I pass it around
I'm getting money my people don't know 'bout
Bitch if it's game time ima show out
You look at me different when I pulled the dough out
If the feds send a blitz ima roll out
Shawty got a fat ass and it poke out
They call it the trap for a reason, try and make it out
I'm the most turnt in my town
I'm puffin the jay and I pass it around
Nigga stay out the trap
Stay out the trap yeah
Nigga stay out the trap
Stay out the trap
Nigga stay out the trap
Stay out the trap
You in a trap
You in a trap
You in a trap
Nigga stay out the trap
Stay out the trap
Stay out the trap
Yeah, yeah
I haveth both of my chains on
Who is Beehtoven
Beehtoven was a black man
Ahh shit
Yeah yeah yeah
You know I shine in the dark
Yeah
I'm getting money my people don't know 'bout
Bitch if it's game time ima show out
You look at me different when I pulled the dough out
If the feds send a blitz ima roll out
Shawty got a fat ass and it poke out
They call it the trap for a reason, try and make it out
I'm the most turnt in my town
I'm puffin the jay and I pass it around
Remember them days I was down in the dark
Life shit ain't sweet aint no walk in the park
R.I.P. Pop
You know that its chop or get chopped
Life is a ladder gotta get to the top
We hunting the packages give me a drop
He talking tough but I know he gone fold
Shake him for cash turn that ass to a bankroll
Pray everyday boy I got to stay thankful
Look in my bag you gone meet a few presidents
I'm one step ahead boy i'm always intelligent
Cop off my 'migo he ship to my residence
I was raised to go get a bag
In order to win got to stick to the game plan
I know i'm the man I don't got to brag
Pulled off with the game like a pair of some space jams
It's that moonlight sonata, we creep on yo block and I bet you won't find us
I feel like the don dada
I just smoked me some gas and you know I got za za
I stop at the gas station cop me a wood
Straight to the pressure we only smoke good
I been had yo girl pass her out to the hood
And I know she gone do exactly what she should
My brother mean he might kick in the do'
He only rob rich cause he chasin' that dough
He can't do no mo'
We breaking the code
Had to hustle so green light i'm on go
I always said mama one day i'd be rich
The longer I go I learn life is bitch
I stay on my shit
Ten toes down like I stand in a ditch
Bitch
Thought yo nigga was real but he won't you got opped on
Ran from that charge now he dead like an iPhone
He thought we was playin but we ain't amused
So if he run up this a drop zone
We gone kill it lil nigga
Ima make sure he feel it lil nigga
He wan' run his mouth, we gone stomp him out
To raise that boy up take a village lil nigga
Hold up
Said he on go tell him stop it
Niggas be hard 'til that phone go back in his pocket
Good gas in i'm shopping
If it ain't gas then I ain't copping
You can't get no pass
I ain't Stockton
She using both hands she ain't mopping
Only woman I trust is my mama
Only trump I support is Teanna
I'm getting money my people don't know 'bout
Bitch if it's game time ima show out
You look at me different when I bring the dough out
If the feds send a blitz ima roll out
Shawty got a fat ass and it poke out
They call it the trap for a reason, tryin to make it out
I'm the most turnt in my town
I'm puffin the jay and I pass it around
I'm getting money my people don't know 'bout
Bitch if it's game time ima show out
You look at me different when I pulled the dough out
If the feds send a blitz ima roll out
Shawty got a fat ass and it poke out
They call it the trap for a reason, try and make it out
I'm the most turnt in my town
I'm puffin the jay and I pass it around
Nigga stay out the trap
Stay out the trap yeah
Nigga stay out the trap
Stay out the trap
Nigga stay out the trap
Stay out the trap
You in a trap
You in a trap
You in a trap
Nigga stay out the trap
Stay out the trap
Stay out the trap
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Writer(s): Ryan Smart
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