Tear drops on my blue Nike track-jacket
Who tryna go like me but they bad at it
I don't got love, just hate from fake friends
I'm so far gone, I'm Drake in 0'10
I should go off and start lifting gravity
Young Beam, young dark, twisted fantasy
Boy, what you mean, this is what the game needs
Chewing all y'all up, they where my fangs be
Yea' stupid, I make songs, I ain't at the bar
No, I never play y'all songs but I laugh at y'all
All black hair, long, how you dress the beast
I'ma call this right here; Dedication 3
Song red, song blue
Some grey and black
Young Jigga with the flow
Beam, fade to black
Yea' n***a, Young Beam got the spirits with me
You might got the underground
But your lyrics sh**ty
Flowers fall then I make the sidewalk crush
Raindrops on my garments when I walk up
I been screaming "f** the world" since I woke up
I been screaming "f** the world" since I woke up
Yea' Young Beam turn bones to sawdust
Right hook, shatter souls and leave your jaw bust
Oh nah, they gone let the Beam rip liars?
Oh nah, they whole team full of dick riders
Oh nah, they gone let the Beam rip liars?
Boy stop your whole team full of dick riders
Blood in the showers
Take off my Ralph Lauren
Long skinny body
I been making music
Feel like I'm Mewtwo
Naminé is by me
But that girl is light-skin
You get bodied by me
Yeah I know they don't want to group me with the best
But I go off, I'm bullet-proofing up my chest
They could never stop me
I been better by my lonely
And my head is off my shoulders
I'm beheading all the owners
January, baby, got the pain on deck
Leave the drain soaking wet
Take your blood out your chest
They ain't give me nothing
So I guess I gotta take it
I'll be back forever
When is October coming ?
They ain't give me nothing
So I guess I gotta take it
I'll been gone forever
When is October coming?