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TBeast Da God - Renegade Lyrics



TBeast Da God - Renegade Lyrics




Remember I ain't have shit but god and some game

I was on my dick I ain't have 2 nickels

To hear the sound when they wiggle

Going check to check,

Braking my neck for minimum wages

The bitch I had fagged off, cuz I ain't have no paper

Cnd I ain't have no patience

For the stock market

Cmbition was on freeze, devil saw my dream and he parked it

Said f*ck a blog site, I'm better than every xxl artist

Shoot for the stars, they throwing rocks with they eyes closed

Tryna beat the system for it snatch another soul

I ain't have to cut my circle short, that bitch been small

I'm known by many but I don't f*ck with all of yall

Same niggas say they love you, same niggas set you up

Same niggas at yo funeral

Same niggas wet you up

Niggas love to play the friend role, for the benefits offered

They'll use you and off you

Best you get them leaches up off you

Start a business mind ya own or sumthing

Lil nigga bout time you started actin like you grown or something

Need a bitch to help me count a hunnid Thou

But I'm on to a million now

Got old bitches in they feelings now

You know how I'm feeling now

Renegade on top of the world

Bitch I'm that nigga now

First I came up with a plan, but this shit took some time

Bitch you know it's bank bro's, and I'm out here frontline

If yo bitch ain't tryna pay a nigga, then I can't waste time

She ain't gotta have a iPhone to give me FaceTime

Ima hit ya bitch for ten bands, then make her double up

Ima keep dropping these slaps until I bubble up

Heard you pussy boys sneak dissing the gang

But it don't trouble us

It's TBeast Da God bitch

It still ain't no fasad bitch

Never call a bitch my main, so it's no side bitch

You hoes not as shy you act, I smell the lies bitch

Tryna run a offensive play on a p

You can try that corn ball

Cuz that shit aint working with me

Niggas love to tie a bitch down, now you her hoe now

Last time she wanted 2 bands, you give her 4 now

Fail to appeal to bitches desires

Thought she was yours, bout she was ours

Sweet talk her ear off, and penetrate her subconscious

How sucking dick and kiss her kids with no conscious

Crazy how them youngins come thru and just mop shit

Like it's chore day

Purchase hits with a sk

Gotta keep your hands clean

In this political warfare

Crazy how I put a bitch on game

Cnd get her up off of welfare

Cnd if I ever get some warfare

Got some niggas always down to ride like they in wheelchairs

Instagram doing numbers serving gas and weave hair

Cbraham Lincoln how I free a bitch

Iceberg slim how I treat a bitch

You be acting nervous when you meet a bitch

She ain't let you f*ck but you prolly gone eat da bitch

You can knock the hooker,

The silly bitch still gone pay me tho

Run a bitch off, if she can't run into crazy doe

Counting cottage and smuggle narcotics

Chiefin on sativa while I'm getting noggin

Got some swipers in and out the stores

Besides that get it out the whore

Word up to Thizzler for helping a nigga make it

If ya bag ain't secured my niggas prolly come take it

If I locked in with you our bond ain't never braking

Touch a couple tickets, go shopping for real estate in Vegas

Every rap nigga be singing the same song

You niggas not Kings

You dick sucking the throng

Signing 360's, now the labels got you in thongs

The same crazy ass kid

Og's yellin he ain't no bitch

Better leave em alone

I was 19 with that Cali gas

Charging 350 for zones

Felt like I ain't have no support

Built this shit on my own

But the gang still with me

Finna put niggas on

Bitch it's TBeast

Bitches call me big daddy tone
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Remember I ain't have shit but god and some game

I was on my dick I ain't have 2 nickels

To hear the sound when they wiggle

Going check to check,

Braking my neck for minimum wages

The bitch I had fagged off, cuz I ain't have no paper

Cnd I ain't have no patience

For the stock market

Cmbition was on freeze, devil saw my dream and he parked it

Said f*ck a blog site, I'm better than every xxl artist

Shoot for the stars, they throwing rocks with they eyes closed

Tryna beat the system for it snatch another soul

I ain't have to cut my circle short, that bitch been small

I'm known by many but I don't f*ck with all of yall

Same niggas say they love you, same niggas set you up

Same niggas at yo funeral

Same niggas wet you up

Niggas love to play the friend role, for the benefits offered

They'll use you and off you

Best you get them leaches up off you

Start a business mind ya own or sumthing

Lil nigga bout time you started actin like you grown or something

Need a bitch to help me count a hunnid Thou

But I'm on to a million now

Got old bitches in they feelings now

You know how I'm feeling now

Renegade on top of the world

Bitch I'm that nigga now

First I came up with a plan, but this shit took some time

Bitch you know it's bank bro's, and I'm out here frontline

If yo bitch ain't tryna pay a nigga, then I can't waste time

She ain't gotta have a iPhone to give me FaceTime

Ima hit ya bitch for ten bands, then make her double up

Ima keep dropping these slaps until I bubble up

Heard you pussy boys sneak dissing the gang

But it don't trouble us

It's TBeast Da God bitch

It still ain't no fasad bitch

Never call a bitch my main, so it's no side bitch

You hoes not as shy you act, I smell the lies bitch

Tryna run a offensive play on a p

You can try that corn ball

Cuz that shit aint working with me

Niggas love to tie a bitch down, now you her hoe now

Last time she wanted 2 bands, you give her 4 now

Fail to appeal to bitches desires

Thought she was yours, bout she was ours

Sweet talk her ear off, and penetrate her subconscious

How sucking dick and kiss her kids with no conscious

Crazy how them youngins come thru and just mop shit

Like it's chore day

Purchase hits with a sk

Gotta keep your hands clean

In this political warfare

Crazy how I put a bitch on game

Cnd get her up off of welfare

Cnd if I ever get some warfare

Got some niggas always down to ride like they in wheelchairs

Instagram doing numbers serving gas and weave hair

Cbraham Lincoln how I free a bitch

Iceberg slim how I treat a bitch

You be acting nervous when you meet a bitch

She ain't let you f*ck but you prolly gone eat da bitch

You can knock the hooker,

The silly bitch still gone pay me tho

Run a bitch off, if she can't run into crazy doe

Counting cottage and smuggle narcotics

Chiefin on sativa while I'm getting noggin

Got some swipers in and out the stores

Besides that get it out the whore

Word up to Thizzler for helping a nigga make it

If ya bag ain't secured my niggas prolly come take it

If I locked in with you our bond ain't never braking

Touch a couple tickets, go shopping for real estate in Vegas

Every rap nigga be singing the same song

You niggas not Kings

You dick sucking the throng

Signing 360's, now the labels got you in thongs

The same crazy ass kid

Og's yellin he ain't no bitch

Better leave em alone

I was 19 with that Cali gas

Charging 350 for zones

Felt like I ain't have no support

Built this shit on my own

But the gang still with me

Finna put niggas on

Bitch it's TBeast

Bitches call me big daddy tone
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