Vince Staples - THE BEACH lyrics

Aw, yeah, everybody killa
Tryna make it to the top
We can't take everybody with us
We can't get everybody rich
We can't fuck everybody bitches
I'm afraid to catch a case
I feel like everybody snitching
Cold sweats and the shivers
I be having premonitions
Growin' up
Ain't had no lights unless it
Said to check the engine
'Less we had to spark the wick
Show somebody that we miss 'em
I would park a nigga shit, streets
Got dark and niggas quit

Huh
Tell me where you from
I ain't heard of that
In the city, baby
Your first rap can be a murder rap
I will let you hold it but
You gotta bring my burner back
One up in the top, I get the drop
You know I'm surfin' that
Send 'em up to Heaven gates
Now his mama sellin' plates
Now it's homies washin' cars
'cause he out here actin' hard
Please, don't try to get involved
'less you wanna prove it
'Cause my gangsters really movin' hard
On cuh, them niggas shootin'
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