Beach City Bitch by Crooked I
Beach City Bitch lyrics
One day, staring at the ceiling, making
Friends with � now off
I�m off that match box 20, I need to hit the jackpot
I�m broke so I�m low enough to black block semi
Taking back shots of Henny, cause that�s my remedy
I�m wondering how much money we robbing a crack spot�
If they only � and cues, kicking the door and they start squeezing tools
Next time you�ll see me on tv will be the news
Rapper found slain for the past people choose
Mom seem to blues and nobody wouldn�t give a fuck
Excess wait for the word to nip and tuck
Man I start thinking crazy when I�m the..
I know I come from seamen and I�m still a nut
Welcome to the inferno, when a gun start touching you kids like�
Look the other way like paternal
Ain�t writing rhymes but I�m writing in my journal
Letters to god but I don�t know if he concern them
They say hell waiting on the sinner
All my life feel like Satan hating on a nigga
No paddle travel up a defecating river
Shit�s creek, shit�s weak, ..praying on my level
Tracking the vicious cycle, this is life
But my life is my biggest rival
Shit is try but I can�t pick a different life,
So grip a mike, tell you what go a nigga psycho
That � world, it ain�t nothing you can do with me
I call you no class ass niggers truancy
I came out of ugly situations beautifully
I built a house out of bricks, haters through with me
I�m from the beach city bitch, beach city bitch, beach city bitch
Beach city bitch, beach city bitch, beach city bitch
I�m from the beach city bitch, beach city bitch, beach city bitch
Beach city bitch, beach city bitch, beach city bitch.
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