Lionheart [feat. BeastyBoyBanga]

“I been doing this shit Shit ain’t nothing new to me I’m a young vet Niggas is old rookies” I’ve been a live nigga no Facebook or Instagram Remember robbing niggas just hoping and praying the gun don’t jam Remember fighting block to block, some niggas fought, some niggas ran I’m from Coney Island,I keep it dirty just like the sand You walk passed that amusement park Niggas get slumped right after dark Think you walking through my hood You better have a lion’s heart And a bulletproof vest, that shit gon’ play a major part Peep the way I paint the picture Rap is just my form of art I could be out wild’n somewhere dumbin’ but I play it smart Shout out all my niggas riding with me cause’ they play they part Killah, Bucc and Zerø about deniro but they’ll let it spark Blocka got the chopper that’ll leave your ass outlined in chalk So keep thinking that I’m not on my shit Cause’ I ain’t moving mixxy entertaining these chicks I give these bitches nothing to say, a mouth full of dick It’s Beasty Banga from the bottom, run it up and get rich (Cha ching) You could get your head rocked And i ain’t talking about putting paper planes on you head top Cobain is in his bag and it ain’t talking Gucci or Louie Got ya bitch all on my body, we might be filming a movie They rap to me like I might give em a deal Which already should show they ass who is better with skill I get better with time they get stupid with pills I keep rolling my L’s - you just taking yours still F*ck the opps and whatever they perpetrate Schwarzenegger to these haters, Yeah, watch me Terminate Niggas talk like bitches you could watch the rumors circulate It’s more than fate if I ever hit you with more then 8 Snub shells hit just like they scud missiles If those hit you I’m sure that your son would miss you Look at how they did you This shit’s a rat race, no tekashi Middle finger to the rappers that wanted me gone, sorry