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?