Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Yeah I let the beat rock
Remember I was dead broke
Had to get it on my own nigga none of y'all was helpful
I might cop the rarri matte black
Just picked up 1k thru the cash app
Lying in yo raps nigga all of this is str8 facts
Uh
All of this is straight facts
Left me on my own nigga how I'm supposed to take that
Now I'm up you down that's too bad
Just copped a rarri this bitch too fast
Just counting money I don't do math
Stop doing music cause yo shit trash
Yuh stop doing music cause yo shit ass
Can't even talk unless its straight cash
The police coming imma move pass
Yuh my momma told me imma be star
I said f*ck all of my haters cause I knew that I was going far
Had to get rid of my whip I got a foreign car
How you expect to live big if you ain't thinking large
I need a house up in the hills and a twelve car garage
My momma don't even need keys she just push the start
I be smoking too much weed now im inna stars
And you left me on my own had to play it smart
And I'm never got stop rapping till im on them charts
And you say you really know me boy don't even start
I be smoking too much weed now im inna stars
And you left me on my own had to play it smart
And I'm never got stop rapping till im on them charts
And you say you really know me boy don't even start
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
JC - Let It Rock Lyrics
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Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Yeah I let the beat rock
Remember I was dead broke
Had to get it on my own nigga none of y'all was helpful
I might cop the rarri matte black
Just picked up 1k thru the cash app
Lying in yo raps nigga all of this is str8 facts
Uh
All of this is straight facts
Left me on my own nigga how I'm supposed to take that
Now I'm up you down that's too bad
Just copped a rarri this bitch too fast
Just counting money I don't do math
Stop doing music cause yo shit trash
Yuh stop doing music cause yo shit ass
Can't even talk unless its straight cash
The police coming imma move pass
Yuh my momma told me imma be star
I said f*ck all of my haters cause I knew that I was going far
Had to get rid of my whip I got a foreign car
How you expect to live big if you ain't thinking large
I need a house up in the hills and a twelve car garage
My momma don't even need keys she just push the start
I be smoking too much weed now im inna stars
And you left me on my own had to play it smart
And I'm never got stop rapping till im on them charts
And you say you really know me boy don't even start
I be smoking too much weed now im inna stars
And you left me on my own had to play it smart
And I'm never got stop rapping till im on them charts
And you say you really know me boy don't even start
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Yeah I let the beat rock
Remember I was dead broke
Had to get it on my own nigga none of y'all was helpful
I might cop the rarri matte black
Just picked up 1k thru the cash app
Lying in yo raps nigga all of this is str8 facts
Uh
All of this is straight facts
Left me on my own nigga how I'm supposed to take that
Now I'm up you down that's too bad
Just copped a rarri this bitch too fast
Just counting money I don't do math
Stop doing music cause yo shit trash
Yuh stop doing music cause yo shit ass
Can't even talk unless its straight cash
The police coming imma move pass
Yuh my momma told me imma be star
I said f*ck all of my haters cause I knew that I was going far
Had to get rid of my whip I got a foreign car
How you expect to live big if you ain't thinking large
I need a house up in the hills and a twelve car garage
My momma don't even need keys she just push the start
I be smoking too much weed now im inna stars
And you left me on my own had to play it smart
And I'm never got stop rapping till im on them charts
And you say you really know me boy don't even start
I be smoking too much weed now im inna stars
And you left me on my own had to play it smart
And I'm never got stop rapping till im on them charts
And you say you really know me boy don't even start
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Writer: Jalen Clayton
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