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Just Begun Video (MV)




Performed By: Mali Finesse
Length: 3:21
Written by: Malachi Wayne




Mali Finesse - Just Begun Lyrics




Mali Finesse I ain't nothing like you
Making niggas shiver like an ice cube
Treesha I could never wife you
Read these niggas like a f*cking bible
Praise the Lord like it's for survival
Always looked up to the idols
But it's time to take the throne killing niggas no revivals
Now it's time to take a little little trip
To the future come and write the script
With me, niggas can't contain the drip and if you f*cking with it come and take a sip
Niggas know I flow like a psycho
Like it's Geico for your iPhone
Like a drive by while you drive home
Like Thanos with the 5 stones
Why you always gotta blow up my phone
Always tryna argue I told you
I ain't f*cking with your high tone
No airspace no fly zone
No shedding tears no cry zone
No Undertakers taking my soul
Straight calcium no dry bones
Straight juice bitch no typos (Yeah)

I wanna see the sun
Shine over what I've done
Lay down your arms and guns
I've only just begun
I wanna see the sun
Shine over what I've done
Lay down your arms and guns
I've only just begun

Run up on me I don't answer to em
If I got it imma put the hammer to em
Educated imma put the grammar to em
Juicy juicy bring the kool aid jammers to em
I finesse it I'm a f*cking scammer to em
Too appealing I just be enamored to em
Humble nigga I just bring the manners to em
Gun fight imma bring the dagger to em just in case
I be going stupid when they drop they bass
Hoping that this backwood taking me to space
Tryna be on point you never kept the pace
Run away from issues you don't wanna face
Niggas always wanna dip without a trace now
You ain't ready for the moves I place down
Tre-Way that's a f*cking case now
Leave you lying finna leave you face down
No refund
Check the price tag
Niggas hate it when I be in my bag
Play P4 but I might lag
Never wanna lie but I might have
Just a few times
Maybe two times
To your true eyes
Drinking fruit wine
For the price of one
I get two dimes
Might be skimpy but I still be getting high
Nah I'm f*cking with you my shit always banging
Sipping heavy till the point of overhanging
Scam a mother f*cker out his mobile banking
Everything I do I got the highest ranking
I'm on top of niggas while these niggas sinking
Boutta give a spanking
What the f*ck you thinking
Boutta give a licking
Got the metal clanging
To your brain
Hoping you can take it
Make you feel the pain
Hoping you don't fake it
Boutta take a chain
Sell it to who made it
Stay your own lane
Or else imma break it
Had to talk to chief he told me that this ain't it
Had to talk to God he had to talk to Satan
Getting both opinions while I'm getting faded
Niggas jack they love me but I know I'm hated but I know I'm hated on the low

I wanna see the sun
Shine over what I've done
Lay down your arms and guns
I've only just begun
I wanna see the sun
Shine over what I've done
Lay down your arms and guns
I've only just begun

This ain't the wave no more
Ain't finna wait no more
Can't fill my plate no more
Money calling say no more
Don't deal with hate no more
Don't seal your fate no more
Don't lose your way no more
I can't relate no more

Hold a minute
I ain't even finished
This is just beginning
I'm just playing scrimmage
All that I know
You should pay attention
Niggas my clone
Like the spitting image
This is my dough
Like I'm swiping debit
This is my blow
Smoking hella lettuce
Get it for the low
Niggas getting jealous
This is my show
Better roll the credits bitch I'm outta here
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Mali Finesse I ain't nothing like you
Making niggas shiver like an ice cube
Treesha I could never wife you
Read these niggas like a f*cking bible
Praise the Lord like it's for survival
Always looked up to the idols
But it's time to take the throne killing niggas no revivals
Now it's time to take a little little trip
To the future come and write the script
With me, niggas can't contain the drip and if you f*cking with it come and take a sip
Niggas know I flow like a psycho
Like it's Geico for your iPhone
Like a drive by while you drive home
Like Thanos with the 5 stones
Why you always gotta blow up my phone
Always tryna argue I told you
I ain't f*cking with your high tone
No airspace no fly zone
No shedding tears no cry zone
No Undertakers taking my soul
Straight calcium no dry bones
Straight juice bitch no typos (Yeah)

I wanna see the sun
Shine over what I've done
Lay down your arms and guns
I've only just begun
I wanna see the sun
Shine over what I've done
Lay down your arms and guns
I've only just begun

Run up on me I don't answer to em
If I got it imma put the hammer to em
Educated imma put the grammar to em
Juicy juicy bring the kool aid jammers to em
I finesse it I'm a f*cking scammer to em
Too appealing I just be enamored to em
Humble nigga I just bring the manners to em
Gun fight imma bring the dagger to em just in case
I be going stupid when they drop they bass
Hoping that this backwood taking me to space
Tryna be on point you never kept the pace
Run away from issues you don't wanna face
Niggas always wanna dip without a trace now
You ain't ready for the moves I place down
Tre-Way that's a f*cking case now
Leave you lying finna leave you face down
No refund
Check the price tag
Niggas hate it when I be in my bag
Play P4 but I might lag
Never wanna lie but I might have
Just a few times
Maybe two times
To your true eyes
Drinking fruit wine
For the price of one
I get two dimes
Might be skimpy but I still be getting high
Nah I'm f*cking with you my shit always banging
Sipping heavy till the point of overhanging
Scam a mother f*cker out his mobile banking
Everything I do I got the highest ranking
I'm on top of niggas while these niggas sinking
Boutta give a spanking
What the f*ck you thinking
Boutta give a licking
Got the metal clanging
To your brain
Hoping you can take it
Make you feel the pain
Hoping you don't fake it
Boutta take a chain
Sell it to who made it
Stay your own lane
Or else imma break it
Had to talk to chief he told me that this ain't it
Had to talk to God he had to talk to Satan
Getting both opinions while I'm getting faded
Niggas jack they love me but I know I'm hated but I know I'm hated on the low

I wanna see the sun
Shine over what I've done
Lay down your arms and guns
I've only just begun
I wanna see the sun
Shine over what I've done
Lay down your arms and guns
I've only just begun

This ain't the wave no more
Ain't finna wait no more
Can't fill my plate no more
Money calling say no more
Don't deal with hate no more
Don't seal your fate no more
Don't lose your way no more
I can't relate no more

Hold a minute
I ain't even finished
This is just beginning
I'm just playing scrimmage
All that I know
You should pay attention
Niggas my clone
Like the spitting image
This is my dough
Like I'm swiping debit
This is my blow
Smoking hella lettuce
Get it for the low
Niggas getting jealous
This is my show
Better roll the credits bitch I'm outta here
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Writer: Malachi Wayne
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