Back to Top

Heady Lovell - Beast Mode Lyrics



Heady Lovell - Beast Mode Lyrics




Told em I ain't going, but niggas slow as molasses
Usain bolt, I'm the fastest
Take no pit stops, get ratchet
Hated on by racist
I show my ass in Calabasas
Hoodie up and sunglasses
So that I can stay faceless
Bitch, I'm young, wild and I'm tasteless
Yet my fashion got em chasin
The new classic generation
Dressing fancy, acting vagrant
Hit that Gram, and act outrageous
Hit that track, go ignoramous
Then I master it, then package it, and pass out to my haters

I'm in beastmode
Nigga, step back; Gimme space like a free-throw
Full steam ahead, I'm a train, I'm a steamboat
Ain't nobody help me, everybody want a piece though
Yeah you got a Bentley, but that muthaf*cka leased though
Bitch, you gon get your served like a customer at a bistro
Got your girl servin up some deepthroat
You ain't gon do shit cause you a bitch, you just da weak hoe
Man, I been the shit since a nigga was like a week old
And now I'm back on my grown shit
If you see me with it, then I own it
Except for my Brittany, cause my Brittany is her own chick
I been on the road getting trippy, that's a road trip
I'ma have to flex on these niggas like Aerobics
I'm about to pull up with a tank, no goldfish
Fighting for my life so I ain't never been this focused
Someone call a doctor cause my flows are getting so sick

I done seen a lot of niggas sign on the dotted line for the dollar sign cause they gotta shine
I ain't knocking but I'm not the type
I can rock the mic
Put my shit on Spotify
Get a lot of likes and make twice the profit
You could spend a lot time tryna find someone that's as hot as I
But until the night I die, I ain't stopping
Nigga I ain't got to lie
I'm committing homicide
And I don't need an alibi
Cause the revolution will be televised
I can look into the devil's eyes without blinking
F*ck you thinking, must be drinking
Nigga, you should take a five; here's a Lincoln
F*ck a penny, I got million dollar thoughts, let it sink in
I'm a muthaf*cking legend in the making
No mistaking, if you want it then the throne is for the taking
You just have to get through me, and I ain't bout to let you take it
I'm the number one defender, who's gon be the next contender
I just hope that you remember that I was born in the winter

I'm a cold muthaf*cka named Heady Lovell
And I'm always on my own like Patti Labelle
Nigga, I was born ready as hell
You just ready to fail
A couple setbacks now you ready to sell
And I ain't buying it
I'm playing the world's smallest violin
You the one who made me get this violent
Now your eyes are turning violet as you sit there in your silence
Thinking Heady's heavy and as hell
Cause muthaf*cka I'm in beastmode, nigga
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Told em I ain't going, but niggas slow as molasses
Usain bolt, I'm the fastest
Take no pit stops, get ratchet
Hated on by racist
I show my ass in Calabasas
Hoodie up and sunglasses
So that I can stay faceless
Bitch, I'm young, wild and I'm tasteless
Yet my fashion got em chasin
The new classic generation
Dressing fancy, acting vagrant
Hit that Gram, and act outrageous
Hit that track, go ignoramous
Then I master it, then package it, and pass out to my haters

I'm in beastmode
Nigga, step back; Gimme space like a free-throw
Full steam ahead, I'm a train, I'm a steamboat
Ain't nobody help me, everybody want a piece though
Yeah you got a Bentley, but that muthaf*cka leased though
Bitch, you gon get your served like a customer at a bistro
Got your girl servin up some deepthroat
You ain't gon do shit cause you a bitch, you just da weak hoe
Man, I been the shit since a nigga was like a week old
And now I'm back on my grown shit
If you see me with it, then I own it
Except for my Brittany, cause my Brittany is her own chick
I been on the road getting trippy, that's a road trip
I'ma have to flex on these niggas like Aerobics
I'm about to pull up with a tank, no goldfish
Fighting for my life so I ain't never been this focused
Someone call a doctor cause my flows are getting so sick

I done seen a lot of niggas sign on the dotted line for the dollar sign cause they gotta shine
I ain't knocking but I'm not the type
I can rock the mic
Put my shit on Spotify
Get a lot of likes and make twice the profit
You could spend a lot time tryna find someone that's as hot as I
But until the night I die, I ain't stopping
Nigga I ain't got to lie
I'm committing homicide
And I don't need an alibi
Cause the revolution will be televised
I can look into the devil's eyes without blinking
F*ck you thinking, must be drinking
Nigga, you should take a five; here's a Lincoln
F*ck a penny, I got million dollar thoughts, let it sink in
I'm a muthaf*cking legend in the making
No mistaking, if you want it then the throne is for the taking
You just have to get through me, and I ain't bout to let you take it
I'm the number one defender, who's gon be the next contender
I just hope that you remember that I was born in the winter

I'm a cold muthaf*cka named Heady Lovell
And I'm always on my own like Patti Labelle
Nigga, I was born ready as hell
You just ready to fail
A couple setbacks now you ready to sell
And I ain't buying it
I'm playing the world's smallest violin
You the one who made me get this violent
Now your eyes are turning violet as you sit there in your silence
Thinking Heady's heavy and as hell
Cause muthaf*cka I'm in beastmode, nigga
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Daniel Stein, Darren White, Isaac Freeman Iii, Jason Maldini, Keshav Singh, Michael Wojcicki, Sam Chadburn
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Heady Lovell



Heady Lovell - Beast Mode Video
(Show video at the top of the page)

Tags:
No tags yet