Came Out A Beast Lyrics

Yo, don't make the good girl go bad
(It's big fo', the biggest fo')
No, don't, if you don't really love it
(Flau’jae and folk, let's go) (Dang, baby, that'd slay)

Yeah, see the greatest?
And really be cappin' now, see the hatred?
I'll be beatin' the beat like Anita Baker
And I'm stickin' the honey, she'd see the acres

They're tryna be funny, I'm tryna get money
I guess in the end, I'ma see ya later
And I just wanna natty, that ain't for my daddy
They seein' my face, man, I'm in the paper

Man, I'm one of the onеs, you see the truth
You don't gotta respond if you really know
I camе up from the bottom and now I'm golden
And I throw you the U, we like Shaq and Kobe

We were ridin' in Nissan, blockin' like D-Line
I'm goin' up and I cannot look behind
Please do not call me, I'm probably gon' decline
They think that I'm stoppin', I'm still goin' behind

I did the impossible, break every obstacle
Tryna get money, yeah, we comin' like D-Line
When you get to the top, the hundreds don't stop
And it is a must that I get it like Eli, yeah

I got bread, I can get you a piece
Keep a double, I feel like a Reese
Ain't no trouble, I'm keepin' the peace
It ain't mad, 'cause I came out the East

They can't fathom, I came out a beast
I'm my mama, I came out a beast
At the top, I'm not lookin' beneath
You're my dawg, we don't gotta compete

Yeah, huh, all you gotta do is run that check-up and get paid
They ain't believe it, nah, it got me, what-what, where?
Yeah, I come from a place where you gotta go eat
If you do it, I do you a product of me

I don't did it again and I'm not in my P.A
You gang, then we gang, and you ridin' with me
I'm a millionaire and I don't got a degree
I don't got me an addy, I got me a ring

I ain't switchin' upsides, I'ma ride with my team
Yeah, I ain't got nothin' to prove
But I do get me somethin' to lose
I won't stop, man, you got me confused

'Cause they keepin' my face on the news
Yeah, yeah, man, I'm the biggest foe in the world
If you workin' for this and they follow your lap
Then you really got what you deserve, yeah

And I go to LSU and I be reppin' it like I'm Joe Byrne
When I slide in the Mazi, I gotta keep checkin', It gotta be third
And ain't no more revenues, ain't no more talkin', and ain't no referrals
They've been takin' my flow, they ain't givin' it back, gotta give me a burst

I don't get scared, let me clutch my purse
I'm the hottest rapper in the elite, a game inside a herd
They hatin' in my own circle
Gold, yellow, I got my own purple

He's the greatest, we use that baby, she'd eat the babies
Yeah, she'd eat the babies like she was craving
I'm a half-dealer, I don't even play the key
You on your B-day, happy belated, everyday D-day

'Cause I fuck a deal, the dreadlocks all blind like I'm Australian
Reppin' at LSU like I'm Joe Byrne
Sorry, not sorry, I'm tired of the sorrow
In a Ferrari, we gotta get a lot of these niggas and Mexicans

I'm like Renato, chain Big Bobby
Diamonds be talkin', diamonds be sparklin'
Like Coach Malky, I'm Big 5, that's Big 4 floggin'
Life is a bitch, this bitch's so gorgeous, ooh

You're my dawg, we ain't gotta compete
And all of ya are just a product of me
A B-9, I ain't got a degree
Don't really care cause I'm a thousand degrees

Put it in the air and the cloud in the breeze
Loud as we, they holla and scream
Diamonds gon' bling, they pop on screen
Scream them cars, that chopper gon' ring

Yellow Gold got my own purple
Work the Draco till my arm hurt
Better make sure your alarm workin'
Put a halo on ya like a turban

"I'm from New Orleans" means me right on bourbon
We the baby and my diaper dirty
Some dirty gang had to wipe my jersey
Screamin' fuck the world like a virgin, lit, don't you?

Mola, baby
Big 4, Big 5, two times, pow-pow