Beazus – N.W.B.

Beazus – N.W.B. Lyrics

Artist: Beazus
Song: N.W.B.

Suckin’ my dick, i know it cost a grip
Man, n#gg#s was broke (yah)
Yah, aye (okay)
This was 2019, i was only 19 (like, give me some of your energy)

Yah, aye, yuh, aye
n#gg#s was, yah, n#gg#s was, yah
n#gg#s was broke, i was sleepin’ on the floor of my homies
Hated by they hoes

n#gg#s was broke, sellin’ soap and kickin’ doors
God is needed, nothing more
n#gg#s was broke, sharing food and sharing clothes
Count your money, smoke your dope

n#gg#s was broke, living homeless finna croak
I need a sign, not a loan
People laughing at me cause i’m on the side of the road (talk yo sh#t boy)
Couldn’t pull no shorties cause the dirt stains in my clothes (talk yo sh#t boy)

Going job to job cause i ain’t slaving, selling souls (talk yo sh#t boy)
Lost my car, lost my job, lost my b#tch, my heart is cold
Please man, i don’t wanna live like this
Watching police go deal with the violence

All my friends good, scam for the profit
I chose the legal way, one of a prophet
As you can see though, my life they want off it
Better run, if the d boys they pop sh#t

Or you’ll be in all black, nothing gothic
Tryna run from my city, so toxic (gang, gang, gang)
Broke phi broke, b#tch i ain’t got it (broke)
Love so lost, date in a locket (lost)

Trust no soul, blade in my pocket (gang, gang, gang)
Wanna go home, red boots and they knockin
Broke phi broke, b#tch i ain’t got it (yuh, oh my god)
Love so lost, date in a locket (b#tch i’m broke, f#ck with me)

Trust no soul, blade in my pocket (yuh, swear to god, b#tch i’m broke)
Wanna go home, red boots and they knockin (f#ck with me)
n#gg#s was broke, i was sleeping on the floor of my homies
Hated by they hoes

n#gg#s was broke, sellin’ soap and kickin’ doors
God is needed, nothing more
n#gg#s was broke, sharing food and sharing clothes
Count your money, smoke your dope

n#gg#s was broke, living homeless finna croak
I need a sign, not a loan
I might be homeless and making plays
But your b#tch still wanna touch me

Crackers and water for lunch and dinner
Might get a pizza if lucky
So you might think that he lucky
I can’t wait ’til i can dwell on these days

Thank god that i was so lucky
Ren cut the beat my n#gg#
n#gg#s think i switched up, how sad
Cut it like fabric and let ’em be mad

I been on my, #ss for weeks
Hustlin’ runnin’ nikes on my feet
Get a new b#tch and these n#gg#s hate me
Quit a damn job everybody hate me

Don’t even know if my parents hate me
g#dd#mn, got a lot on my chest
Before this, i was in bed for months
Never moved, n#gg#s called me depressed

Skin is taking the biggest toll cause my life is falling
And i’m flooded with stress
Momma got no job, daddy can’t sleep
Brother make sh#t on his own

Baby brother got autism, got bigger issues
Than a shot of patron
I got the mic so i let it all out
I don’t wanna spill no feelings over the phone

I’m raging, i’m trying, i’m meant for something
I know i got talent, ain’t never bluffing
Making music with no money, no laptop
Writing verses while my wheels is on asphalt

And i got a whole lot more sh#t coming b#tch
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Release Year: 2020