BeesWax - Trizz

Niggas do all that hootin' and hollering it ain’t about

Nothin'…

Hey dre

Been looking out on this shit nigga

This shit slap…

See the goal is not too.

Hey, ya

See the goal is not too die and to make it to 25

I ain’t gonna lie man I’m high all the time

Stimulate my mind but I’m chilling I’m doing fine

Yeah you’re steady doing yours

My nigga I’m doing mine

I can’t take em all with me

They dead or they’re doing time

Fuck a job shit I’d rather be doing crime

Living life the fast way

Get it till my last day

And sacrifice whatever to make it

The ski mask way

Fuck a sad face

Hop out with the mad face

Get mad hate they jealous

We stacking mad cake

We mad straight you battling with a bad day

I made it through the storm with no jacket

Dragging a bag away

Ay, fuck what these niggas have to say

It’s getting tricky

I prolly go buy a strap today

It’s sad to say

But look at fucking rap today

They need to get clapped today

It’s rap today

Yeah

There ain’t no telling where we be at

You see us only clock the money they don’t see that, ay

I’m kicking it where the g’s at

And I ain’t telling get the fuck up out my beeswax

Nigga

There ain’t no telling where we be at

You see us all about the money they don’t see that, ay

I’m kicking it where the g’s at

And I ain’t telling get the fuck up out my beeswax

It was me by myself and he ain’t say shit

Stare me down and he got (spun?) like a bitch

Off the rip

I handle my business I’m on my shit

Too legit

Blow out my brains if I ever quit

Suck a dick

In splits I’m constantly talking shit

I bought a whip with my money I own it

So I can dip

Hit a lick

Whatever to eat imma get it quick

Steal this shit

Contest it and end up inside the pit

With the (crinch?)

That nigga that don’t be giving a shit

Give him shit

And all that can’t see or get with the clicks

Since I was 6

Been writing delivering what I spit

It’s the sickest been the wickedest quickest

Up in this bitch

Imma trip on whoever whenever

I gotta lift

Stop a nigga whole shit

For acting like I’m a bitch

Real shit I only care about money and getting chips

I’m 26

By the time I hit 30 imma be rich, nigga

Yeah

There ain’t no telling where we be at

You see us only clock the money they don’t see that, ay

I’m kicking it where the g’s at

And I ain’t telling get the fuck up out my beeswax

Nigga

There ain’t no telling where we be at

You see us all about the money they don’t see that, ay

I’m kicking it where the g’s at

And I ain’t telling get the fuck up out my beeswax