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01'Beigecamry
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Past 7 Days
01'Beigecamry was discovered most frequently in the first few seconds of the song during the past week

Lyrics

Ayy, free Ol' Baby, man
This—, this one from the heart
My day-ones all angels
A hundred twenty degrees in threes, work all angles
My brother died early, got his halo
Been in a section that I can't go
I never gave with my change out
No Jesus piece on me, can never take the slave route
My five-point point from my heart straight to Allah
I'm not a stone, but I'm pourin' five in every picture
I'm not a black man, I'm just a ****
I'm not a victim, know I pull triggers, you know how being broke is
Robbed ya mans 'cause I'm feeling hopeless, ****, where the dope is?
I'm snorting coke just to boost focus
Making plays off my bitch Boost Mobile
'Cause I'm a janky **** and all of the plugs know me
Makin' bread turn to toast on two coastals
Makin' Ps move all postal, talkin 'bout bread, y'all just loafin'
If I spot you then I squeeze, all this jammin' got me slow
Couple opp **** that's not breathing
I don't fuck with Rae no mo', told police we the reason
Bro code, now we all laying low
They sent my brother up the road
I just wish **** would be themselves and stop tryna be hot
'Cause these **** get in trouble and get everybody caught
Lost my brother Stove, lost a fat piece of my heart
Lost in this world, I was praying for some **** to rob
Unemployed cracker manager won't get me a job
Never begging, if I ain't got it, I run in your spot
In fact, I entertain that option a lot
Written by: HalieMariam Kassa
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