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Tenfold Video (MV)




Performed By: BPeeda
Length: 3:43
Written by: JAN RICHARD BRANICKI, SELWYN JAMES




BPeeda - Tenfold Lyrics
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Aye it's BPeeda
East 84 man ya'll already know what's happening
Yeah, look
Look look
Chunk a bitch the deuce like a siamese
A nigga eyes red need some Visine
Outlaw like Yaki Kadafi
I might go out like Muammar Gaddafi
Try me if you want to get bodied
High speed like a human Ferrari
Talk to the police like pardon me
I told his hoe ass not to start with me
I guess he thought heart wasn't part of me
Growing up I got that a lot
The death of Shi made my heart cold like the Chi
Windy City man you niggas don't feel me
Maybe you will by the time I hit 50
Get rich or die trying like 50
Roll up three dub sacks for Nipsey
Get high and tipsy throwed like a frisbee
Pockets stay fat like Chris Christie
(Aye) Cool ass dude bruh just don't play with me (Yeah)
Real ass nigga fake bitches can't lay with me (What)
Keep your mind on your money young nigga stay ten toes (Okay)
And remember what you do gon' come around tenfold
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows
Handle business the G way (G way)
Could give a damn bout some he say she say (She say)
Suckers I don't give them no leeway
I just keep coming back to back like replays man
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows (Okay)
Started from the bottom it was hard work
Had to learn to put myself second and God first
With a hoe ass nigga I don't converse
I just keep it moving putting miles on these Converse
Pray I live to see a million dollars 'fore a black hearse
YG stay dangerous adverse
Before I'm got leave a bitch toe tagged first
Do that quicker than I can spit a whack verse
Watch out now I'm too hot right now
Ain't too many rappers still using logic now
They gormless talking big but they harmless
Broke slaves in expensive garments
Living dormant rhymes so formless
Shitting on these rappers them I torment
Pimp in my own rhyme faces feel my palm print
Bout to have the game in the bag Brahmin
(Aye) Cool ass dude bruh just don't play with me (Yeah)
Real ass nigga fake bitches can't lay with me (What)
Keep your mind on your money young nigga stay ten toes (Okay)
And remember what you do gon' come around tenfold
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows
Handle business the G way (G way)
Could give a damn bout some he say she say (She say)
Suckers I don't give them no leeway
I just keep coming back to back like replays man
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows (Okay)
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Aye it's BPeeda
East 84 man ya'll already know what's happening
Yeah, look
Look look
Chunk a bitch the deuce like a siamese
A nigga eyes red need some Visine
Outlaw like Yaki Kadafi
I might go out like Muammar Gaddafi
Try me if you want to get bodied
High speed like a human Ferrari
Talk to the police like pardon me
I told his hoe ass not to start with me
I guess he thought heart wasn't part of me
Growing up I got that a lot
The death of Shi made my heart cold like the Chi
Windy City man you niggas don't feel me
Maybe you will by the time I hit 50
Get rich or die trying like 50
Roll up three dub sacks for Nipsey
Get high and tipsy throwed like a frisbee
Pockets stay fat like Chris Christie
(Aye) Cool ass dude bruh just don't play with me (Yeah)
Real ass nigga fake bitches can't lay with me (What)
Keep your mind on your money young nigga stay ten toes (Okay)
And remember what you do gon' come around tenfold
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows
Handle business the G way (G way)
Could give a damn bout some he say she say (She say)
Suckers I don't give them no leeway
I just keep coming back to back like replays man
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows (Okay)
Started from the bottom it was hard work
Had to learn to put myself second and God first
With a hoe ass nigga I don't converse
I just keep it moving putting miles on these Converse
Pray I live to see a million dollars 'fore a black hearse
YG stay dangerous adverse
Before I'm got leave a bitch toe tagged first
Do that quicker than I can spit a whack verse
Watch out now I'm too hot right now
Ain't too many rappers still using logic now
They gormless talking big but they harmless
Broke slaves in expensive garments
Living dormant rhymes so formless
Shitting on these rappers them I torment
Pimp in my own rhyme faces feel my palm print
Bout to have the game in the bag Brahmin
(Aye) Cool ass dude bruh just don't play with me (Yeah)
Real ass nigga fake bitches can't lay with me (What)
Keep your mind on your money young nigga stay ten toes (Okay)
And remember what you do gon' come around tenfold
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows
Handle business the G way (G way)
Could give a damn bout some he say she say (She say)
Suckers I don't give them no leeway
I just keep coming back to back like replays man
F*ck these haters and f*ck these hoes (Yeah)
Mind on my paper and all my goals (Yeah)
Self-preservation the life I chose
I'ma keep aiming high to defeat my lows (Okay)
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Writer: JAN RICHARD BRANICKI, SELWYN JAMES
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