"Juvie Beverly" lyrics
(feat. B.G., Birdman & Roi "Chip" Anthony)
Yeah
All the way up
Stunna Man, CMB, Cash Money Millionaires
Official (Hold up)
Come on, Gizzle, let's get it
Gizzle real as they make 'em (Yeah), hot girls, I date 'em
Fuck 'em and then I shake 'em (Gone), every week, I replace 'em (Yeah)
Livin' it up in Vegas (Vegas), in and out the casino (Yeah)
Screamin' free all the real niggas until they free, though (Free 'em)
I'm free now (Now), I'm just doin' me now (Now)
I'm back on my feet now (Yeah), everything that he not (Everything)
They love the shit that we pop, still'll get the block hot
Thinkin' 'bout bringin' back white tees, 'bows, and Reeboks
Still a street nigga, but I don't be in the streets now (Now)
I be hangin' out on a yacht on South Beach now (Chillin')
Gettin' to a bag with my day-one whoadies (Whoadies)
Bird, Juve, and Weezy, that's my day-one homies, facts
Game I gave in this thing I love
I ain't never gave before (Never gave before)
See, going through life, it's like riding a bike
Can tear you down the day it ain't a road (Down the day it ain't a road)
I made some changes in my life
It's feelings I can't ignore
To classify it all
That's how I roll, woah, ooh
What's happenin', captain? I'm at 'em, I live what these niggas be rappin'
I carry the world on my shoulders 'til my lower back gettin' spasms (Can I talk to 'em?)
I'm active in traffic, my packages sell by the pallets
On average, I'm stackin' more green than La Madeleine salads
This what the fuck I do like the check mark on my shoe (Woah, woah, woah)
Niggas don't know my truth 'cause I keep niggas out of my loop (Woah, woah)
And I ain't gotta know kung fu 'cause these niggas know I shoot (Shoot, shoot)
They said they wan' stop my loot, schemin' on me and my group (Group, group)
It's just Hot Boys in my circle only, no outsiders (Woah, woah)
We move different, we trendsetters, we outliers (Hah, hah)
We drink good and we smoke the shit that cause house fires
And we stay on defense, can't no nigga run a route by us
Game I gave in this thing I love
I ain't never gave before (Never gave before)
See, going through life, it's like riding a bike
Can tear you down the day it ain't a road (Down the day it ain't a road)
I made some changes in my life
It's feelings I can't ignore
To classify it all
That's how I roll, woah, ooh
On that type of time, yeah
Lookin' at the ocean, boy
Everything lookin' like that hydro
You understand me?
Ayy, ayy, now
All the way up
Stunna Man, CMB, Cash Money Millionaires
Official (Hold up)
Come on, Gizzle, let's get it
Gizzle real as they make 'em (Yeah), hot girls, I date 'em
Fuck 'em and then I shake 'em (Gone), every week, I replace 'em (Yeah)
Livin' it up in Vegas (Vegas), in and out the casino (Yeah)
Screamin' free all the real niggas until they free, though (Free 'em)
I'm free now (Now), I'm just doin' me now (Now)
I'm back on my feet now (Yeah), everything that he not (Everything)
They love the shit that we pop, still'll get the block hot
Thinkin' 'bout bringin' back white tees, 'bows, and Reeboks
Still a street nigga, but I don't be in the streets now (Now)
I be hangin' out on a yacht on South Beach now (Chillin')
Gettin' to a bag with my day-one whoadies (Whoadies)
Bird, Juve, and Weezy, that's my day-one homies, facts
Game I gave in this thing I love
I ain't never gave before (Never gave before)
See, going through life, it's like riding a bike
Can tear you down the day it ain't a road (Down the day it ain't a road)
I made some changes in my life
It's feelings I can't ignore
To classify it all
That's how I roll, woah, ooh
What's happenin', captain? I'm at 'em, I live what these niggas be rappin'
I carry the world on my shoulders 'til my lower back gettin' spasms (Can I talk to 'em?)
I'm active in traffic, my packages sell by the pallets
On average, I'm stackin' more green than La Madeleine salads
This what the fuck I do like the check mark on my shoe (Woah, woah, woah)
Niggas don't know my truth 'cause I keep niggas out of my loop (Woah, woah)
And I ain't gotta know kung fu 'cause these niggas know I shoot (Shoot, shoot)
They said they wan' stop my loot, schemin' on me and my group (Group, group)
It's just Hot Boys in my circle only, no outsiders (Woah, woah)
We move different, we trendsetters, we outliers (Hah, hah)
We drink good and we smoke the shit that cause house fires
And we stay on defense, can't no nigga run a route by us
Game I gave in this thing I love
I ain't never gave before (Never gave before)
See, going through life, it's like riding a bike
Can tear you down the day it ain't a road (Down the day it ain't a road)
I made some changes in my life
It's feelings I can't ignore
To classify it all
That's how I roll, woah, ooh
On that type of time, yeah
Lookin' at the ocean, boy
Everything lookin' like that hydro
You understand me?
Ayy, ayy, now
