Future – Beat It Lyrics
Never wanna never tell you a lie
Yeah
Pluto
I’m just-
Putting things into proper perspective
The way I look at you niggas make it easy to cook up you niggas
I was a crook before you niggas
Even got into pitchin’
You think [?] take advantage, rinsed out my system
You think I’m ‘posed to look at you hoes like my sister
You fuck my bro behind my back and I wanna trip it
Can’t be in my feelings when you don’t get my vision
Spendin’ chicken on pages, somethin’ gettin ridiculous
The streets malicious, but I know I got better wishes
Cross examinin’ my kindness, royal highness
Clear the work in, go bazerky, it’s perfect timin’
Never wanna never tell you a lie [?]
Faster bitch wanna ride double R
That look, bring up who you is, who you are
I go off and tell her “Beat it”
Yeah
I go off and tell her “Beat it”
Beat it, uh
That look, bring up who you is, who you really are
Eatin’ Waffle House diners, requestin’ caviar
She get so drunk, her vagina taste like [?]
I almost kept it [?] turned into a star
I took her bowlin’ on the tours, because the block was hot
We did some shrooms, she did some whippets with a few of the vibes
She see the twilight on my stones, it’s fuckin’ with her eye
I’m gone, but I’m at my right mind
Back on the flip-phone, knew not to discuss the business
Lil’ dawg came home, he did it without a witness
She can’t pop out whenever she want, she need permission
Gotta be exquisite to be part of my religion
Ride and stay committed, or beat it
Never wanna never tell you a lie [?]
Faster bitch wanna ride double R
That look, bring up who you is, who you are
I go off and tell her “Beat it”
Yeah
I go off and tell her “Beat it”
Beat it, uh
You believe in love, girl, forgive me for my sins
Make your heart stop if I give you too much attention
Too much star power turn a lover to an enemy
Went to sleep, the sun was out, now it’s dark again
Told that bitch “Kick rocks” ’cause she don’t know how to chill
Just don’t mean nothin’ to me, not even more than a pill
My fingers is filthy from countin’ these dirty bills
I’m king of the mountain, the crib worth a hundred mill’
Bitch, it ain’t no Uber service inside the field
Sneakin’ on the low, girl, I forgive
She can’t pop out whenever she want, she need permission
Gotta be exquisite to be part of my religion
Ride and stay committed, or beat it
Faster bitch wanna ride double R
That look, bring up who you is, who you are
I go off and tell her “Beat it”
Yeah
I go off and tell her “Beat it”
Beat it, uh
