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'23 n Beyond Video (MV)




Performed By: Alumnye
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Tre Le Cerf, Darell Simbulan, William Lehfeldt




Alumnye - '23 n Beyond Lyrics




I spit, straight mucus, these diabolical fluids
First white bitch I f*cked with, said I'm liking your Louis
Told her that it's Louis, bitch, I just got it with music
Poppin' like a pimple, with pussie popular new shit

Pretty much, pullin' pretty bitches with pretty pussy for pleasure
Platoonin' so that bitch is gettin' down and droppin' knowledge on me
Mileage, homie, I'll be out spittin' like a cannon
But I'm never f*ckin' wildin', homie, gotta know me

If you don't, get the f*ck out my face, I beat the case
Twelve is f*ckin' with me, no feelings mutual, I'm future full
I had, twenty-twenty vision back in ten-ten, no ben can
Metamorph into anything that's similar to Tre's head

That give me knowledge, write it down, nobody can match Tre's pen
I'm eatin' chicken while y'all lay hens, sittin' on y'all asses
Visions vivid, got no lens, mama said
Come inside makusa, steps in moccasins

I'm the brat, brattiest ass, the bratty boy be backin' back to bed
Probably prayin' that he can push some packs instead
To stack the bread, instead of comin' in class
Cause everybody just be on his ass

The name's Jandre, I kill it every one take
Makin' a mill, makin' a cake, don't need a second bake
Never stoppin', there's no finish line I'm touchin
I'ma live forever, ain't that not so bluffin'

Cousin' this rappin' thing my therapy
But these rappers my kids, so when I kill em' it's on my conscience
Like post-nut clarity, I learned from the ATLiens
I learned my steez from the capital

Now I'm badass, rap on tracks
While I laugh at you, I ain't no narcissist
But I'm bloomin' like a daffodil
I'm on the hustle, like hova
My rhymes is smokin stars like a supernova
Trust me, y'all wouldn't wanna 1v1 me
It ain't no game for your lames, now you unlucky, but lucky
I ain't that hard, but my bars that hard

And yours like car, but stay guard
First track the Genesis, I'm like Nas
I ain't got no M's yet, but I'm still a rap god
Young Gemini like Andre, Kanye, Big Pac and Kendrick Lamar

I'm added to that list, the future gon' be ours
You hear this song, and she come fast like Ramadan
Y'all don't know what we be on
And God, it was till infinity

So now it's 23 and beyond
23, learned to keep it a buck
I just always feel like speakin
But my teeth gettin' stuck

And there is many reasons why I'm keepin' it tucked
And when they mention the bucket list, I see it in Chuck
I wasn't always tryin' to move, shit, the grades got me sittin
Superhuman got the grooves and they hittin

I just wanna prove to you my whole life, I done did it
They try to explain the gimmicks like this in basic physics
But we beyond the Earth, like we beyond the stars or somethin' else
Chosen God, but it's twisted, it be the other way

I be huntin' shells, so these trophies ain't a ton to waste
It's a common thing, these people just to come and hang
I be from the 06 and below, now I'm 17
Puffin' on the cash to understand I got that better green

Stop them listenin' cause these people be my enemy
Stop these listenin', give a f*ck what they be tellin' me
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I spit, straight mucus, these diabolical fluids
First white bitch I f*cked with, said I'm liking your Louis
Told her that it's Louis, bitch, I just got it with music
Poppin' like a pimple, with pussie popular new shit

Pretty much, pullin' pretty bitches with pretty pussy for pleasure
Platoonin' so that bitch is gettin' down and droppin' knowledge on me
Mileage, homie, I'll be out spittin' like a cannon
But I'm never f*ckin' wildin', homie, gotta know me

If you don't, get the f*ck out my face, I beat the case
Twelve is f*ckin' with me, no feelings mutual, I'm future full
I had, twenty-twenty vision back in ten-ten, no ben can
Metamorph into anything that's similar to Tre's head

That give me knowledge, write it down, nobody can match Tre's pen
I'm eatin' chicken while y'all lay hens, sittin' on y'all asses
Visions vivid, got no lens, mama said
Come inside makusa, steps in moccasins

I'm the brat, brattiest ass, the bratty boy be backin' back to bed
Probably prayin' that he can push some packs instead
To stack the bread, instead of comin' in class
Cause everybody just be on his ass

The name's Jandre, I kill it every one take
Makin' a mill, makin' a cake, don't need a second bake
Never stoppin', there's no finish line I'm touchin
I'ma live forever, ain't that not so bluffin'

Cousin' this rappin' thing my therapy
But these rappers my kids, so when I kill em' it's on my conscience
Like post-nut clarity, I learned from the ATLiens
I learned my steez from the capital

Now I'm badass, rap on tracks
While I laugh at you, I ain't no narcissist
But I'm bloomin' like a daffodil
I'm on the hustle, like hova
My rhymes is smokin stars like a supernova
Trust me, y'all wouldn't wanna 1v1 me
It ain't no game for your lames, now you unlucky, but lucky
I ain't that hard, but my bars that hard

And yours like car, but stay guard
First track the Genesis, I'm like Nas
I ain't got no M's yet, but I'm still a rap god
Young Gemini like Andre, Kanye, Big Pac and Kendrick Lamar

I'm added to that list, the future gon' be ours
You hear this song, and she come fast like Ramadan
Y'all don't know what we be on
And God, it was till infinity

So now it's 23 and beyond
23, learned to keep it a buck
I just always feel like speakin
But my teeth gettin' stuck

And there is many reasons why I'm keepin' it tucked
And when they mention the bucket list, I see it in Chuck
I wasn't always tryin' to move, shit, the grades got me sittin
Superhuman got the grooves and they hittin

I just wanna prove to you my whole life, I done did it
They try to explain the gimmicks like this in basic physics
But we beyond the Earth, like we beyond the stars or somethin' else
Chosen God, but it's twisted, it be the other way

I be huntin' shells, so these trophies ain't a ton to waste
It's a common thing, these people just to come and hang
I be from the 06 and below, now I'm 17
Puffin' on the cash to understand I got that better green

Stop them listenin' cause these people be my enemy
Stop these listenin', give a f*ck what they be tellin' me
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Writer: Tre Le Cerf, Darell Simbulan, William Lehfeldt
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