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akira pt.1 & 2 - beam lyrics

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akira pt.1 & 2 lyrics
[part i]

[verse 1: beam]
the day just started, i just left neiman’s
got four black lambo’s, lookin’ like demons
i got four red*heads lookin’ legions
forgiato rims, i’m comin’ out speedin’
billie jean callin’ me, talkin’ ’bout babies
n*gga, f*ck the odds, i’m breakin’ out even
black pepper on my cutlets, chicken seasoning
i got n*ggas selling food for no gosh d*mn reason
i need the whole loaf, can’t give me one slice
if i f*cked her once, not f*ckin’ it twice
real n*gga 4l, n*gga, that’s life
the whole gang 4l, ride or die
yeah, i’m a dog, gotta spray thesе flies
i only talk facts and a n*gga don’t speak
my n*ggas bust shots, put ’em in a lеague
when they released, put ’em down six feet

[chorus: beam]
i only need dead friends, benjamin franklins
no time for ya waste, man
just [?]
i only need dead friends, benjamin franklins
no time for ya waste, man
just [?] (no)
[verse 2: landstrip chip]
i don’t need no new friends
i been tyin’ up loose ends
pullin’ off the lot in a new benz
new rolex on my wrist like ben 10
i been countin’ up dead guys
jumpin’ on the flights, red eyes
know them n*ggas mad ’cause i sped by
i don’t want the b*tch, i’m just seein’ what the head like
visions of the top, i just want the guap, i don’t need a lot (yeah)
money counter spin, pocket of bands, love my dead friends
racks comin’ in, now these b*tches wanna f*ck me and my friends (no cap)
back then, i was knockin’, thotties, they would never let me in (woo)
now, money the topic (yeah)
if you ain’t got it, we can’t talk
i fell asleep countin’ them hundreds, i need me a bed and a bank vault
now, i got to lean (lean)
when i stand, too much money on me, i can’t walk
i just told my n*gga, “put the beam on his head
leave his brains on his tank top,” yeah

[outro: beam]
escucha [?]
f*ck this sh*t, i don’t know

[part ii]
[verse: beam]
my brothers come in colors
without you we on the way to get the mission done
we don’t got no time for play*play but we headed to funds
oh, no*no*no*no*no
i spilled whiskey on my shirt
she done s*xted me with all them curves
way to go, i had to divert from mission
that’s my own fault
i tend to get intoxicated when i f*ck up on decisions
lie down, dirty diana’s my weakness
here comes another one, taking my niceness for weakness (no, no)

[bridge: beam]
look at what you’ve done (no, no)
look at what you’ve done ([?])
look at what you’ve done ([?])
look at what you’ve done

[outro: beam]
nah*nah, nah*nah, nah*nah (yeah)
nah*nah, nah*nah, nah*nah (momma, momma)
nah*nah, nah*nah, nah*nah (momma)
nah*nah, nah*nah, nah*nah (momma)
nah*nah, nah*nah, nah*nah (mama, ma)
nah*nah, nah*nah, nah*nah (momma)
nah*nah, nah*nah, nah*nah (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[this place in the mind?], [this place in the mind?]
[this place in the mind?], i can’t get out

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