Beautiful Story Songtext
von Kalan.FrFr
Beautiful Story Songtext
Yeah
Woah-oh
Yeah, ayy
Pull up on me at the dice game, she can hold my money
Let′s do Fleming's, don′t get dressed, girl, we can both go bummy
She know I fuck on these hoes, but they can't get nothin' from me
Not the love I give to you, no, no, no, no
Yeah, I keep it real with you, baby, yeah
Fingers and thumbs, I like to feel on you, baby, yeah
Eat it ′til you cum, you like a meal, lil′ baby, yeah
You got that water, who gon' spill it, lil′ baby?
Shit, I'm a rich nigga from the slums, yeah, yeah
I was deep down but I always kept a gun, yeah, yeah
Hit the hood store still give change to the bums, yeah, yeah
The streets don′t love you when you make it where we from, yeah, yeah
Got a whole city proud of me, yeah
Gotta keep my lil' niggas close they like my prodigies, yeah
Gotta watch my back up in these streets, can′t let 'em body me, yeah
Niggas hatin' hoes wanting relations, they be watchin′ me, yeah
Might have to fuck a nigga bitch, woah, woah
Ruth′s Chris with a styrofoam cup, woah, woah, yeah
Shopping won't put out my blunt, woah, woah
Sippin′ champagne in Chanel, ooh, I'm fancy, yeah
All VVS on neck and wrist, that shit be dancin′, woah
First I was broke and now I'm rich, it feel amazing, yeah
Just sent my momma overseas, it felt amazing, yeah
My lil′ woadie just hit 15, that nigga up, oh yeah
My lil' nigga bought a food truck, I'm proud as fuck, yeah, yeah
Bitch, we grindin′ til all my niggas slidin′ foreign (skrt, skrt)
Bitch, we slidin' we took the choppas all on tour and shit
Finna buy my momma that house with marble floors and shit
Since I got rich hoes suck my dick, let me record the shit
Mo′ money mean mo' problems, I pray everyday
Baller Belly, I′m eatin' good, I′m a heavyweight
'Member I couldn't pay my tags, I had paper plates
Now I valet and leave it runnin′ when I go on dates
Yeah, we went from guts to glory, yeah
Got it out the mud, it′s such a beautiful story, yeah
Ain't need nobody to come do nothin′ for me
I had to grind for this
So this my time for this, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah-oh
Yeah, ayy
Pull up on me at the dice game, she can hold my money
Let′s do Fleming's, don′t get dressed, girl, we can both go bummy
She know I fuck on these hoes, but they can't get nothin' from me
Not the love I give to you, no, no, no, no
Yeah, I keep it real with you, baby, yeah
Fingers and thumbs, I like to feel on you, baby, yeah
Eat it ′til you cum, you like a meal, lil′ baby, yeah
You got that water, who gon' spill it, lil′ baby?
Shit, I'm a rich nigga from the slums, yeah, yeah
I was deep down but I always kept a gun, yeah, yeah
Hit the hood store still give change to the bums, yeah, yeah
The streets don′t love you when you make it where we from, yeah, yeah
Got a whole city proud of me, yeah
Gotta keep my lil' niggas close they like my prodigies, yeah
Gotta watch my back up in these streets, can′t let 'em body me, yeah
Niggas hatin' hoes wanting relations, they be watchin′ me, yeah
Might have to fuck a nigga bitch, woah, woah
Ruth′s Chris with a styrofoam cup, woah, woah, yeah
Shopping won't put out my blunt, woah, woah
Sippin′ champagne in Chanel, ooh, I'm fancy, yeah
All VVS on neck and wrist, that shit be dancin′, woah
First I was broke and now I'm rich, it feel amazing, yeah
Just sent my momma overseas, it felt amazing, yeah
My lil′ woadie just hit 15, that nigga up, oh yeah
My lil' nigga bought a food truck, I'm proud as fuck, yeah, yeah
Bitch, we grindin′ til all my niggas slidin′ foreign (skrt, skrt)
Bitch, we slidin' we took the choppas all on tour and shit
Finna buy my momma that house with marble floors and shit
Since I got rich hoes suck my dick, let me record the shit
Mo′ money mean mo' problems, I pray everyday
Baller Belly, I′m eatin' good, I′m a heavyweight
'Member I couldn't pay my tags, I had paper plates
Now I valet and leave it runnin′ when I go on dates
Yeah, we went from guts to glory, yeah
Got it out the mud, it′s such a beautiful story, yeah
Ain't need nobody to come do nothin′ for me
I had to grind for this
So this my time for this, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Robert Anthony Iii Morris, Kalan Emani Montgomery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
