Erick the Architect - Beverly Drive lyrics
Erick the Architect [Erick Arc Elliott] Brooklyn, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
The Brooklyn hip-hop artist Erick The Architect, also a member of the groups Flatbush Zombies and Beast Coast, released his album I've Never Been Here Before earlier this year and is now returning with new material. He introduced an introspective track, Beverly Drive, where he reflects on memories of the past. The release of the album I've Never Been Here Before: The Director's Cut is scheduled for November 15.
[Erick the Architect - Beverly Drive lyrics]
[Verse 1]
Oh, I don't know how niggas move nowadays
Back when we was young
The trap was always miles away
Had no strategy
My attitude was die today (Die today)
Bad depression had to park it like a valet (Valet)
I went to church, but
I got nervous what the pastor say
Spoke of greed, I always felt like it
Was just for me (Just for me)
Poor decisions, I was still in
Wishin' this would fade
Now they steal my vision
So I can't say anything
Will we be the same?
Dog, I hang my head in shame
Always willin', we'll prevail
So go against the grain
Had to build this architect
To build this boom (This boom)
I'm in the hood with
All my niggas, feel like Juvie (Juvie)
Hater jokes to get the bread
Then cop a Coogee (Coogee)
Iceberg, bubble goose
I'm eatin' poutine (Poutine)
More expansion on the house
I need a new wing (New wing)
Jordan flu game, 33, you win
I was broke, so damn right
I'm doin' cool things (Hmm-mm)
First time I took a flight, I knew two things
One was I could do this rap shit
We don't follow trends (Follow trends)
Truest, I don't know if I'ma be
This high again (High again)
I was wrong, I hit the L, look like I lied (Oh)
Like my ladies, not your queens
And not with collagen (Collagen)
My spidey senses tingling
In my metropolitan ('politan)
We been to block, we masked up
And movin' on the mesh
[Chorus]
What's loyal?
Jammed up, pretend he never saw you
If you want my brother, you get everything I'ma spoil you
If you want my son, show them everything I taught you
Always payin' homage to the homies bred before you
On my side, somethin' vague about the sunshine
Makin' money four quick, how to duck the one time
Since a youngin', man, the trauma gave me butterflies
Transgressions of them thugs caught on helipads
[Verse 2]
I remember, damn it was a cold December
L.A. on my mind, but Brooklyn niggas know me better
Certainly I'm fed up, standin', I never settle
I'm on my own, I really thought I had the perfect setup
Still reflectin' on the things that we connected on
Still playin' jams, I'ma stand with the records on
God bless this all, some mature, faster law (Yeah)
If we spoke it loud, then you know it's passin', dawg (Yeah)
If we smoke it loud, then you know it's passin', dawg (Yeah)
If you scope us out, then we have to crack it, y'all (Yeah)
Empty those clips out, you ain't have to ask for more (Yeah)
I don't preach to violence, it's just how I got involved
Always had my smart streets, show me it was rentin'
Some niggas real Gs, others sufferin' for some fiction
Compin' up predictions, raise the value, not eviction
Crossfaded, mix it, gettin' booted in my district
Always from the soul, I ain't focused, don't get it
I'm abrasive, I'm just really photogenic, give me credit
This is life, so we never make no edit, uh
Ballin' so athletic, they just fans
And they wantin' some aesthetic
[Chorus]
What's loyal?
Jammed up, pretend he never saw you
If you want my brother, you get everything I'ma spoil you
If you want my son, show them everything I taught you
Always payin' homage to the homies bred before you
On my side, somethin' vague about the sunshine
Makin' money four quick, how to duck the one time
Since a youngin', man, the trauma gave me butterflies
Transgressions of them thugs caught on helipads
(Beverly Drive, Beverly Drive)
[Outro]
I was born and raised in Brooklyn
New York right on Beverly Road, Flatbush
My dad worked at Hotel Beverly
In Manhattan when I was a kid in the '90s
And I wrote these thoughts
In Beverly Drive, in Jamaica
Visited my family on the first vacation
With them since I was ten years old
Oh, I don't know how niggas move nowadays
Back when we was young
The trap was always miles away
Had no strategy
My attitude was die today (Die today)
Bad depression had to park it like a valet (Valet)
I went to church, but
I got nervous what the pastor say
Spoke of greed, I always felt like it
Was just for me (Just for me)
Poor decisions, I was still in
Wishin' this would fade
Now they steal my vision
So I can't say anything
Will we be the same?
Dog, I hang my head in shame
Always willin', we'll prevail
So go against the grain
Had to build this architect
To build this boom (This boom)
I'm in the hood with
All my niggas, feel like Juvie (Juvie)
Hater jokes to get the bread
Then cop a Coogee (Coogee)
Iceberg, bubble goose
I'm eatin' poutine (Poutine)
More expansion on the house
I need a new wing (New wing)
Jordan flu game, 33, you win
I was broke, so damn right
I'm doin' cool things (Hmm-mm)
First time I took a flight, I knew two things
One was I could do this rap shit
We don't follow trends (Follow trends)
Truest, I don't know if I'ma be
This high again (High again)
I was wrong, I hit the L, look like I lied (Oh)
Like my ladies, not your queens
And not with collagen (Collagen)
My spidey senses tingling
In my metropolitan ('politan)
We been to block, we masked up
And movin' on the mesh
[Chorus]
What's loyal?
Jammed up, pretend he never saw you
If you want my brother, you get everything I'ma spoil you
If you want my son, show them everything I taught you
Always payin' homage to the homies bred before you
On my side, somethin' vague about the sunshine
Makin' money four quick, how to duck the one time
Since a youngin', man, the trauma gave me butterflies
Transgressions of them thugs caught on helipads
[Verse 2]
I remember, damn it was a cold December
L.A. on my mind, but Brooklyn niggas know me better
Certainly I'm fed up, standin', I never settle
I'm on my own, I really thought I had the perfect setup
Still reflectin' on the things that we connected on
Still playin' jams, I'ma stand with the records on
God bless this all, some mature, faster law (Yeah)
If we spoke it loud, then you know it's passin', dawg (Yeah)
If we smoke it loud, then you know it's passin', dawg (Yeah)
If you scope us out, then we have to crack it, y'all (Yeah)
Empty those clips out, you ain't have to ask for more (Yeah)
I don't preach to violence, it's just how I got involved
Always had my smart streets, show me it was rentin'
Some niggas real Gs, others sufferin' for some fiction
Compin' up predictions, raise the value, not eviction
Crossfaded, mix it, gettin' booted in my district
Always from the soul, I ain't focused, don't get it
I'm abrasive, I'm just really photogenic, give me credit
This is life, so we never make no edit, uh
Ballin' so athletic, they just fans
And they wantin' some aesthetic
[Chorus]
What's loyal?
Jammed up, pretend he never saw you
If you want my brother, you get everything I'ma spoil you
If you want my son, show them everything I taught you
Always payin' homage to the homies bred before you
On my side, somethin' vague about the sunshine
Makin' money four quick, how to duck the one time
Since a youngin', man, the trauma gave me butterflies
Transgressions of them thugs caught on helipads
(Beverly Drive, Beverly Drive)
[Outro]
I was born and raised in Brooklyn
New York right on Beverly Road, Flatbush
My dad worked at Hotel Beverly
In Manhattan when I was a kid in the '90s
And I wrote these thoughts
In Beverly Drive, in Jamaica
Visited my family on the first vacation
With them since I was ten years old