D.Paine - Willie Beamon Lyrics

It's the New St. Louis, nigga
We so high they can't reach us
And my bitch come with features
She straight to it what shorty on
So I f*ck with my forty on
These niggas leeches
I got two kids and they need me
Used to wanna be like Willie Beamon
Used to f*ck the shit out lil Christina, yeah, I did that
I really wanted that bag and I put it all on the line for em I did that
Told that lil bitch you too hot playing with me for some likes yeah you did that
I had to apologize to her cause I was too messy baby, yeah, I did that
Fell out with a lot of my potnas
They won't catch me lacking keep me a chopper
They won't catch me lacking keep me a chopper
I can't show em love they ain't my potna
Yeah, they broke now that ain't my problem
QPs to the Ps he got em
I just f*ck her good she come right back
Let her hit the wood she on her back
When he hear the numbers bet he gone rat
They was gone run up but they know I'm strapped
I came from rags to riches
Used to ain't have me no hoes
Now I got the baddest bitches
I had to sacrifice time after time for my kids, bro I just had to get it
I had to turn my back on some people I loved
They just wasn't showing enough love
These niggas burning bridges tryna sell they lil gas
Brody you just not the plug
Kiss all my kids I'll be back again
Ran through that lil bag had to stack again
I'm in the game I'm strapped in
Package touchdown I'm backening in
Stupid ass pressure it come in tots
This shit reeking yeah it potent
It get harder it's a sequel bro I swear to God
We so high they can't reach us
And my bitch come with features
She straight to it what shorty on
So I f*ck with my forty on
These niggas leeches I got two kids and they need me
Used to wanna be like Willie Beamon
Used to f*ck the shit out lil Christina, yeah, I did that
I really wanted that bag and I put it all on the line for em I did that
Told that lil bitch you too hot playing with me for some likes yeah you did that
I had to apologize to her cause I was too messy baby, yeah, I did that
Fell out with a lot of my potnas
They won't catch me lacking keep me a chopper
I really wanted that bag I swear
Put it all on the line I swear
Count it up and stack it yeah, she with it
Gotta pay my bro another visit
Peezy walk down a whole 10
Treat em like my bro we ain't kin
I been on that messy shit again
F*ck them bitches both they was twins
At the roof in we getting it in
Savage but we like it ratchet sometimes
Straight to it ain't no talking shut up
This could be a movie the way we cut up
This is so strange seeing the fruits of the labor
Yeah, I done been through the Paine
Bro I just stay to myself
Don't ride no wave
Yeah, I just stay in my lane
I wanna kill these rats
I was the head of my class
I was noid I brung the K with me
I ain't never let her have her way with it
I ain't never got to look for it cause I stay with it
Can't get caught lacking it's the big leagues
I'm a big deal to these niggas
Yeah, I don't feel these niggas
We so high they can't reach us
And my bitch come with features
She straight to it what shorty on
So I f*ck with my forty on
These niggas leeches
I got two kids and they need me
Used to wanna be like Willie Beamon
Used to f*ck the shit out lil Christina yeah, I did that
I really wanted that bag and I put it all on the line for em I did that
Told that lil bitch you too hot playing with me for some likes yeah you did that
I had to apologize to her cause I was too messy baby yeah, I did that
Fell out with a lot of my potnas
They won't catch me lacking keep me a chopper