Beazy Tymes - Finesse God (Part 1) lyrics

[Hook] I'm in that field, you workin' Yo pockets still hurtin' This for my squad, b**h we lurkin' All that sneak dissin' gon surface Why I go hard, finesse on b**hes I'm God Ain't got no time for no broad I do this sh** for my squad Finesse on b**hes I'm God [x8] I do this sh** for my squad [Verse 1] Hit that lick I finesse Put on for loud that was instant invest Tried to not care, she was still so impressed Hit then Got Out Of That Jam In A Sec sh** that you practice for years I finesse sh** you put blood in your tears I finesse More just for less Lame n***a, my raps are weak Don't deserve any checks But still do it right Making moves, what I gotta do Youngins with me, they off it too Finesse on hoes, what we often do And them molly's poppin', yo main is strippin' Them dollars droppin', these n***as trippin' Getting bread while I'm still living And gettin' head cause she always wit it I'm young as hell so why not make it? b**hes hatin' and hops hatin' Fast lane y'all was still pacin' Star on my head, man that's Troy Aikman Ain't scared of feds, so we stain daily 360's y'all still try 180's Pretty boy winnin', I'm Tom Brady Snakes in my city, I'm out to make it Got bands in your pocket, I'm out to take it I'm no thief I was countin' Y'all was still sleep, I'm announcin' That I got that heat, bodies bouncin' And I know I'm elite, no amountin' With them bros, you should know that we bout it Always trippin' off how I be sounding Know I Do This, ain't know way around it (haan) [Hook] I'm in that field, you workin' Yo pockets still hurtin' This for my squad, b**h we lurkin' All that sneak dissin' gon surface Why I go hard, finesse on b**hes I'm God Ain't got no time for no broad I do this sh** for my squad Finesse on b**hes I'm God [x8] I do this sh** for my squad