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I Be
Hip-Hop/Rap
I Be was released on April 20, 2022 by Show No Love Music Group as a part of the album I Be - Single
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Release DateApril 20, 2022
LabelShow No Love Music Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xavier Dontavious Brooks
Xavier Dontavious Brooks
Songwriter
Beefy 808
Beefy 808
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm chilling wit my **** and we might go guerrilla
I'm chilling wit my **** and we might go guerrilla
I'm chilling wit my ****
I be
On ya block
Where you not or
Where you at
Not worried bout
What you got or
What you bout
We just spin ya block
Till you round
I was on ya block spinning
When we seen some ops chilling
Still rain down on em
You can call a **** gremlin
Fuck it, call a **** villain
In crowd of civilians
Its a bomb inside my chest and
I came to blow the building
Gotta pay me off a million
Give my heart to my children
It ain't no surprise
I don't see what pussies delivered
If he gonna slide
I hope he ain't posting on Twitter
Keep it on my side
Like I'm in the army and shit
I'm just a militant ****
No Osama and shit
Presidential coating
I feel like Obama in this
I drop you off in this bitch
Then drop a bomb in this bitch and
I ain't babysitting ****
I'm aborting these kids
I be
On ya block
Where you not or
Where you at
Not worried bout
What you got or
What you bout
We just spin ya block
Till you round
I be
On ya block
Where you not or
Where you at
Not worried bout
What you bout or
What you got
We just spin ya block
Till you round
I be
The Don Juan, semi-ton gun
**** talking crazy then
That semi shoot for fun
Mister, Corleone I can put you on
Mob tied **** but no drake on this song
Before 21 I'm on my savage and shit
I ain't run too many plays
But you ain't step on the field
Feel like Deon or Lamar
When I'm bussing a move
Still got money to lose so
I shuck and I juke
You can see it in my eyes like
I got something to prove
It's a chip on top my shoulder
When I step in these shoes
I be that **** that's colder
Then all the shit he been through
On my wrist get a boulder
While my bitch get the moon
I can make you titanic
Sink ya ship like Bermuda
I ain't crazy I'm Luda and
I put that on a Ruger
Playing Russian roulette
With my selves getting into it
Then an argument started
My ego started shooting
Aint worried bout shit
Aint worried bout a bitch
All this money on my mind
I'm thinking don't trip
Aint worried bout shit
Aint worried bout a bitch
All this money on my mind
I'm thinking don't trip
Written by: Beefy 808, Xavier Dontavious Brooks
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