Lyrics BeesWax - Trizz

BeesWax

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