Twon Bee - Battle Beata Lyrics

Twon Bee been a battle Beata and I'd Bleed before I lay
Been Busy bouncing back, bunch of bullshit been in the way
Baltimore born, bruises build up the Brave
Because a Broken heart baby, still could get bigger
Quicker to pull the trigger, behind shorty back
Rather than face the nigga, that’s Kodak whack
If a opp trynna scotch, we could hip hop that
And no the boy never been a fraud and that's a fact
Young black King winning, with the heart to match
My soul a fucking ace, can't a joker beat that
Deuces to them wild Thots, and I'ont text em back
Act goofy 2 times, after that, gah double wrap
If it’s flat wack, bet I never backtrack
But bet I subtract, and I'ont never add back
Back then I used to back up with some trick rats
Made the right move and left em, like a quarterback
On my Rosa Parks Shit, where the front, fuck the back
I'm doper than the drug crack
And I go in like a Mac
Mac Truck how I push thru and ion do Flat Tires
I just wire thru the dumb shit, and spark Up that fire