[Intro: Beedie]
Come on
Yeah
Beedro, Bill Waves
Come on

[Verse 1: Beedie]
Talkin' that shit I will rub in your face, been droppin' these wonderful phrases
I was amazed at all that they say, they ain't wanna see him spittin' with Craven
Yeah, they hatin' 'cause they mad I made it
Bet it's aggravatin', I ain't got a statement
Know they salivatin' that I stooped to they level
But I don't shit for these devils
No mendin' the past, remember the bad
Remember the good whenever I could
Wе shaped by everything that's in bеtween it
I took the longer road, they said it's scenic
I felt it's deceivin' 'cause all of this ugly, I seen it
Made a wish like I done summoned a genie
Long as I stay with some good intentions
Know I made mistakes, make some good investments
Thankin' God I got my cheese in order
Coppin' diapers, gotta feed my daughter
All that's left is beats to slaughter
Need it like I need to breathe or I need water
Never concerned about makin' a mark
Kept my head down, I'm just makin' my art
It been so long, I been playin' my part
But shit ain't the same no more
All I know is go hard (Hard)
[Chorus: Beedie]
I don't get no rest, so you know the rest
Still I got finesse when I be talkin' to God (God)
Matter fact, while I channel that, I'm just talkin' to myself, these are my inner thoughts (Thoughts)
I don't get no rest, so you know the rest
Still I got finesse when I be talkin' to God (God)
(Yeah, yeah, you know what the fuck it is)
Matter fact, while I channel that, I'm just talkin' to myself, these are my inner— (Alright, check it out)

[Verse 2: Bill Waves]
I still keep faith in God even though I lost my mind in the process
Every week is a blink of an eye, like a lifetime goes by in a day
I just think, how long can I stay alive?
How many beautiful things can I say of mine?
Pray that I'm saved, I been sinnin' too long
If not, I'll be in flames
I'll come from Hell and show you the definition of godless
These dark inner thoughts eat at my brain
Sometimes I feel like I might go to the store
Buy my first Glock, put a clip in it, send myself off, man
The thought, it finds me too often
Shit looks like I'm up and down for so long
All my scars are chipped
Two thousands of verses and poems I wrote inside of my phone
So here's a piece of my soul for you to shit on and write some fuckin' dumb ignorant comment
I'm a threat, it's been constant
You not safe in the bed that you made
Motherfuckers'll learn it's the legend Bill Waves, insane in the brain since a toddler
And I'm not religious, but I got a Christian suckin' my dick, I'm a prophet
[Chorus: Beedie]
I don't get no rest, so you know the rest
Still I got finesse when I be talkin' to God (God)
Matter fact, while I channel that, I'm just talkin' to myself, these are my inner thoughts (Thoughts)
I don't get no rest, so you know the rest
Still I got finesse when I be talkin' to God (God)
Matter fact, while I channel that, I'm just talkin' to myself, these are my inner—

[Verse 3: Beedie]
They said I'm a menace, been provin' myself every minute or second
I been a veteran that's rippin' these records, but they ain't seem like I ain't trim off the hedges
I ain't revered a reverend
Most of my peers, they heroin
Or they like veered, they very grim
Really, I know what's apparent: win
Can't look in the mirror, they fear I'ma win
I know they ain't gon' sing my praises
Though I cut my teeth rippin' these stages
I ain't never trippin', baby
I ain't never slippin', baby

[Verse 4: Bill Waves]
Ever since the late '80s
And I'll be countin' money 'til I'm in my late eighties
Better not hear a stutter when it's time to pay me
Motherfucker, ever try to play me
It was never sunny where I used to live, my street always used to be shady
I used to be sane 'til this fuckin' city made me go crazy
That's why I smoke weed every day, put a ounce with papers on top of my grave, please
[Chorus: Beedie]
I don't get no rest, so you know the rest
Still I got finesse when I be talkin' to God (God)
Matter fact, while I channel that, I'm just talkin' to myself, these are my inner thoughts (Thoughts)
I don't get no rest, so you know the rest
Still I got finesse when I be talkin' to God (God)
Matter fact, while I channel that, I'm just talkin' to myself, these are my inner—