F It Up Lyrics – Beanz (Rap)

F It Up Lyrics by Beanz (Rap)

Yeah
Go like, yeah
f#ck it up, mm-mm, and i f#ck it up ({?})
Look, listen

It be different when you build it from the ground up (ground up)
So you gon’ have to put in work to get around us
I’m on the up, i don’t be gettin’ {?} down much (ah)
They see it happen; if for me, it be like, “how come?” (how come?)

You know what it’s like to be a stand-out?
Your fam callin’ after years for a handout (brr)
I’m rapping better than the guys, this a man down (man down)
And i be floatin’ on a ship like i can’t drown (that’s {?})

I used to watch my pops get it rubber-band style ({?} packs)
So the money can’t faze me (nope)
Been around the sh#t since a baby
Most them for {?}

I see through, i know thе motive here (i know thе motive here)
We’re watchin’ people change, it be crazy (like)
It’s {?}, i’m disgusted (bleh)
I ain’t never beefin’ with these b#tches, they be bustin’ (bustin’)

I can sense the feeling; when it’s off, i don’t trust it (nope)
Get me out of character, i’m f#ckin’ up the funk
’cause if i’m comin’ outside then i’ma f#ck it up (f#ck it up)
See me when i slide, then i f#ck it up (f#ck it up)

Money on my line, i’ma run it up (run it up)
Time after time, i go f#ck it up (f#ck it up)
’cause if i’m comin’ outside then i’ma f#ck it up (what?)
See me when i slide, then i f#ck it up (bags)

Bag on my side, i’ma run it up (racks)
It’s time after time, i go f#ck it up (whoo) (yah)
Yeah, i f#ck it up
I been rich for a decade, now i’m blowin’ the bag (uh)

Like i was ’bout to scrap everyone that was holdin’ me back (huh)
I cut ties from the guys, i was throwin’ them racks (real)
I felt the pain through the blood like i’m pullin’ a scab (uh)
I’m ’bout business on mind, but my family too (whoo)

Remember gettin’ ebt to go and get the canned foods
That all had the man rude, now i understand how the plan moves
Plan the work and work the plan, now we stackin’ bands too (that’s real)
Listen, you don’t wanna see me f#ck it up (ha-ha)

Run it up, i jump through the hurdles like it’s double dutch
I bet on myself, went back and then i doubled up
Caught the fifth crib, now i’m ’bout to get another one
Okay, hit me for the bars on a cell

Give ’em life sentences and hand anybody an l
Doin’ well, it’s at house but n#gg#s could show and tell
Like a field, ’cause i see it from both sides
’cause if i’m comin’ outside then i’ma f#ck it up (f#ck it up)

See me when i slide, then i f#ck it up (f#ck it up)
Money on my line, i’ma run it up (run it up)
Time after time, i go f#ck it up (f#ck it up)
’cause if i’m comin’ outside then i’ma f#ck it up (what)

See me when i slide, then i f#ck it up (bags)
Bag on my side, i’ma run it up (racks)
It’s time after time, i go f#ck it up (whoo)
Yeah, i f#ck it up

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Beanz (Rap) Lyrics – F It Up

Beanz (Rap)

F It Up