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Beat Around Da Bush

 

Beat Around Da Bush

(album: Heavy Weight Champ - 2017)


I was broke, then I got up and go and beat around the bush
Down on my dick, I picked it up on my grind I kept pushing
Push come to shove, I don't hang with niggas who won't push
Good gas, Cali kush
I'm talking numbers you gotta' push
Know niggas who gon' camp outside your house in a bush

I ain't with that pussy shit you pussies get that understood
Out jugging rented foreigns, Armageddon in the hood
Couldn't trust my old partner, ditched em for the greater good
He was too damn sneaky and I still hope he doing good

You could break your neck for niggas and they still get booked
Fuck you might back stab me and still get cooked
Black skin with no face tats you still get looked
I'm balling breaking ankles either shoot or get shook
Look both ways you deep up in the streets even the cops crooked
Niggas not what they claim to be, peep the opps looking

Save my self wanting nobody else I put faith in me
Capping jugging till' the world hit me don't wanna savor me
Dipped the sauce dripping when I walk they wanna flavor me
Fuck the stage up, she left with me just to cater me
All you niggas coming out to hate, at least you paying me
You don't got to fuck with me, cause' you niggas can't fuck with me

Trap phone steady ringing, can I slay this bitch in peace
Can you leave a nigga be, can I get that R.I.P
And I leave these bitches on my bed like a R.I.P
And you know I keep a piece
Everybody want a fucking piece
Nigga run up he can catch the piece
And you know I'm jugging in the east
Been a beast, breaking bread, cutting yeast
I just wanna' bring my gang a feast
Imma' starve making sure everyone eat
Bad traits
I'm gon break a bank or break your gate
I believed in me and had faith
These niggas hating and already ate
While I ain't have' shit up on my plate
Seen the sun come back up, I was out late
You so late, I'm up to date
I did a lot of fuck shit, but never did hate

I don't beat around the bush
Camp in your bushes
I don't beat around the bush
Camp in your bushes

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