tom brady. beans on the table

THIS WAY

LOVE LASTS FOREVER

SYRUP SIPPIN

Lyrics:

Rich nigga wallet probably sag
Way i shop, probably call the cop
Way i see it imma get paid
Either way if she bad or not 
You got a sloppy hustle i ain't call it out
Gotta break a lot of shit to hit the top 
I need so much money that shit falling out 
We gone get some money shit we can't even stop 
I know i be tripping im talking alot 
I got some bad bitches gone come to the spot 
I don't play that shit bitch i bought me a gun 
You and your bitch must be fighting a lot 
I want her i want her i like her a lot
To me a bad bitch like a kid in a shop 
I know that i;m gone want it all in my hands
But they like to talk bout the shit ion got 

Its a party in the USA
And she getting lit tonight 
I know if she gets dressed i know that the fit looks right
I had to go and clear my head cause what you said ain't right 
Just be lucky i can't love drugs or that ring be the whole wrong size

If i love it i like it i rock it 
I told her i love it i like it i rock it 
Nigga think he the shit why the fuck you don't pop it 
I can't even count all my bitches exotic 
If she look too pretty she probably toxic
But fuck it she put that drank on my body
OVO my brother keep that drake on his body
Don't get to close you ain't talking about me 

Rich nigga wallet probably sag
Way i shop, probably call the cop
Way i see it imma get paid
Either way if she bad or not 
You got a sloppy hustle i ain't call it out
Gotta break a lot of shit to hit the top 
I need so much money that shit falling out 
We gone get some money shit we can't even stop

Its A Party!

Lyrics:
Wherever i go money follow (yeah)
She walk in the crib and i told her she do what i want yeah lil bitty swallow 
I want that Audi, Margiela, I wish for all that shit like the man in the bottle
No shawty wasn't tryna talk to me when i was broke yeah lil bitch tryna holla

Upping the uzi get gone lil folks 
Outa this hoe then i'm gone lil folks 
I do not fuck with your songs lil folks 
Why you don't fuck with the sign no more?
Upping the uzi get gone lil folks 
Outa this hoe then i'm gone lil folks 
I do not fuck with your songs lil folks 
Why you don't fuck with the sign no more?

I pick that shit up when she calling my phone 
I ain't really feeling the bond no more
I ain't doing to much i just put that shit on 
We got hunnids of bullets ain't buying no more 
And she pull up on me tryna see Saint Laurent 
I got pots and pans i'm frying a hoe 
And i bet i be good at the end of the month 
I rock four different diamonds can't find em all 
Think you done with your bitch imma sign em off
I fuck with the passion it's fine as hell
And i fuck with shawty i been finding out 
I got old money only time can tell
And you only worth what's in your bank account
I know you broke you don't hide it well
He moving funny tryna fake me out
She fucking with me and nobody else 

Jump around, Fuck, Get smoked up
wanna get rich ion give no fuck
Jump around, Fuck, Get smoked up
wanna get rich ion give no fuck
Jump around, Fuck, Get smoked up
wanna get rich ion give no fuck
Jump around, Fuck, Get smoked up
wanna get rich ion give no-
Fuck it money get rich ion give no fuck

Wherever i go money follow (yeah)
She walk in the crib and i told her she do what i want yeah lil bitty swallow 
I want that Audi, Margiela, I wish for all that shit like the man in the bottle
No shawty wasn't tryna talk to me when i was broke yeah lil bitch tryna holla

Upping the uzi get gone lil folks 
Outa this hoe then i'm gone lil folks 
I do not fuck with your songs lil folks 
Why you don't fuck with the sign no more?
Upping the uzi get gone lil folks 
Outa this hoe then i'm gone lil folks 
I do not fuck with your songs lil folks 
Why you don't fuck with the sign no more?

Go Money Go! (feat. Justaphoe)

Lyrics:

I just got me two in a row 
And shawty don't know what she doing no more
I might look at the screen before i pick up the phone 
But you bad the fuck is you doing at home?
That boy broke the fuck is you doing at home?
I need me a coup with a view of the boat
My zip just came with a beautiful bow
My check gone sing a beautiful note

I feel like i'm thugger get through to these hoes
And shawty be thuggin got two different poles 
They only need you when they see that you up 
They only love you when they losing it all
I guess lil shawty must be losing it all
Cause she love me
I'm itching for money baby
I'm a junkie 
My Glock ain't gone jam it cost a lot of money
We got pots and pans what you Coppin from me 

Said he hustle he doing it wrong 
If its up to me nigga two getting rolled
Her ass was fat she moving it wrong 
Just give me some don and im doing her wrong
Im cool with your bitch she be hanging around
Just play my new shit she on two of the songs
She used to be bad i can't stand that lil hoe she only come around when money involved 
I got funny colored money thumbing it all
She a greedy bitch that hoe wanted it all
She see rick whenever she gripping my draws 
Need a pretty lady with a whole a lot of flaws
I seen my jeweler he just gave me some floss
i was washing dishes that shit made me a boss
I be balling bitch it look like AD and Bron 
I got ten assists that mean yo bitch getting tossed

I was cool with that bitch now she doing to much
Got two different tints you can't pull up with us
Yo wallet got lint you ain't using it much
I see you can't really be you when you want
She copy the swag i influenced a munch 
When you feeling like this you can do hat you want
She heard my name she looking me up 
Might cop me a whip i need two different ones

I just got me two in a row 
And shawty don't know what she doing no more
I might look at the screen before i pick up the phone 
But you bad the fuck is you doing at home?
That boy broke the fuck is you doing at home?
I need me a coup with a view of the boat
My zip just came with a beautiful bow
My check gone sing a beautiful note

I feel like i'm thugger get through to these hoes
And shawty be thuggin got two different poles 
They only need you when they see that you up 
They only love you when they losing it all
I guess lil shawty must be losing it all
Cause she love me
I'm itching for money baby
I'm a junkie 
My Glock ain't gone jam it cost a lot of money
We got pots and pans what you Coppin from me

Money Junkies (prod. YSL Mula)

Lyrics: 

I don't wanna hold my heart
We could fall in love someday
I already know my part
And it's that i just get paid
I could never close my eyes 
Cause i like to see your face
And i think it's been too long
Do our lips taste the same?

She don't really go outside 
Feel like shawty really know my pain
I been walking with a hole in my side
Roll it up ion feel nothing 
I think about it ion feel nothing
They speak and i bet i don't hear nothing
We was broke i can't even fear nothing
I wanted this shit when i had nothing

And i know that all the moneys going to my head again
All the problems you could name ill fix it with some medicine
I been getting tired of tryna fix it with some medicine 
I heard em talking i can't let em in 
We at war shawty ass a veteran

I fuck with shawty cause i knew she bad but lil shawty got worse
First aid kit says imma sip that syrup 
First language is paper we came from the dirt
And my brain itch when the money get on my nerves 
When she going in shawty keep a banger in the purse
Nickelodeon put the red ranger in reverse
We ain't voted but my dog done brought a pole up in the church
Kung fu we was po praying shit might work

We could fall in love someday 
I could make it all work out
I could buy you a star out west
But you said you just see clouds
Don't know what that shit was about
He need him a blunt he gone swing by the house 
He need him some cash he gone swing by the house
We fight it's respect we don't swing bout amounts

I don't wanna hold my heart
We could fall in love someday
I already know my part
And it's that i just get paid
I could never close my eyes 
Cause i like to see your face
And i think it's been too long
Do our lips taste the same?

She don't really go outside 
Feel like shawty really know my pain
I been walking with a hole in my side
Roll it up ion feel nothing 
I think about it ion feel nothing
They speak and i bet i don't hear nothing
We was broke i can't even fear nothing
I wanted this shit when i had nothing

And i know that all the moneys going to my head again
All the problems you could name ill fix it with some medicine
I been getting tired of tryna fix it with some medicine 
I heard em talking i can't let em in 
We at war shawty ass a veteran

Swan Song: Pain Killers (prod. MBRK)

Pisces (feat. diamond*)

be with ya

evil mud

Lyrics 

Yuh leh do it 
Yuh let’s do it 
Yuh let’s do it 
Yuh let’s do it 
Yuh this shit for the kids man this shit all for the kids 
I just do this shit for kids 

Okay the drums slap like will
The choppa sounding like a band 
I told him I ain’t fighting but I will 
You gone prolly need a hundred men 
Luigi your lil brother worth a M 
My money not for them to understand 
Surrounded wrap em up just like saran
My bitch not leaving nigga think again 

Okay lil shawty gone fuck up the drip 
FA
My potna pop shit off the hip 
FA 
I call every week for a zip 
FA
Ten four I might pour a fifth 
FA
We kicking doors we run in ya crib 
Gun to your face tryna see “how you live”? 
No I’m not trucking bitch that shit for kids 
I lied I might buy my new bitch some Ricks 
We having money and drugs we lit 
Pockets got a cough money looking sick 
Money make em drop shake and do a split 
She bad I don’t even know who she is 
Shawty going home call the bitch a Lyft 
You ain’t badder than the bitches here 
Acrobatics money flip in here 
Mathematics talking rich in here 

Okay 
The drum slap like will 
Okay my bitch’ll prolly catch a kill 
Okay I need a lil more than a mil 
I call up the plug lemme know bout a deal 
I fuck with this hoe lemme know if she real 
It’s open carry shawty keep it concealed. I’m legendary I don’t even need a pill 
This shit get scary when you see how I feel 

Okay the drums slap like will
The choppa sounding like a band 
I told him I ain’t fighting but I will 
You gone prolly need a hundred men 
Luigi your lil brother worth a M 
My money not for them to understand 
Surrounded wrap em up just like saran
My bitch not leaving nigga think again 

Okay lil shawty gone fuck up the drip 
FA
My potna pop shit off the hip 
FA 
I call every week for a zip 
FA
Ten four I might pour a fifth 
FA
We kicking doors we run in ya crib 
Gun to your face tryna see “how you live”? 
No I’m not trucking bitch that shit for kids 
I lied I might buy my new bitch some Ricks

CHRSROCK (feat. Jugg$zn, TOMMYDREAMER) (prod. 1shimly)

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