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Beyond Me Video (MV)




Performed By: The Beloved
Language: English
Length: 4:33
Written by: David Grinage




The Beloved - Beyond Me Lyrics
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I spoiled her with my love i do not regret it
Flashing moments in my head i do not get it
She crossed the line but now she gotta stay there see the grass ain't greener
I'll forever ever talk bout pouring liters
Well i don't know cause times change and people change
I'm soul searching while she wants some diamond rings
Should i f*ck these women knowing they be falling
Can't get close to anyone cause it's beyond me
Can't get close to anyone cause i be balling
Sorry shorty gotta hang up moneys calling
The only heart that i can heal is my own
Spent the whole night drinking can't you tell that i'm alone
Me and my father hashed it out over three l's
I ain't buying shit nigga i don't f*ck with retail
Me and Rebel like the same it's impeccable
Shorty gave me head while i swerve lanes it's acceptable
Ya ya, it's acceptable
I see niggas in the city wanna be me
But you can't be me no no you can't be me this ain't no shot
But you can't be me no no
Looking back on it i'm just happy to be here
I ain't here to judge but i ain't gon compensate
I'm from the hood support the streets how i communicate
And all the women from my past are like some counter weight i love em though
I spoiled her with my love i do not regret it
Flashing moments in my head i do not get it
She crossed the line but now she gotta stay there see the grass ain't greener
I'll forever ever talk bout pouring liters
Well i don't know cause times change and people change
I'm soul searching while she wants some diamond rings
Should i f*ck these women knowing they be falling
Can't get close to anyone cause it's beyond me
Imma roll up in a sprinter
My brother got my back he a pull street sweeper
Loving strippers and they loving me big tipper
You would think i'm from down ATL like T.I.P. hit ya aye
I make my beats and i record my shit
I'm so indie i'm blessed with gifts
My raps could never lie been real since i was a jit
My nigga Ra he prolly scheming hitting a lick
I spoiled her with my love i do not regret it
Flashing moments in my head i do not get it
She crossed the line but now she gotta stay there see the grass ain't greener
I'll forever ever talk bout pouring liters
Well i don't know cause times change and people change
I'm soul searching while she wants some diamond rings
Should i f*ck these women knowing they be falling
Can't get close to anyone cause it's beyond me
You got my front
I'll get your back
I do not front
Run with the sack
Imma go hunt
I never lack
Shorty i'll f*ck
No strings attached
I feed her racks and vibes yes that's what i'm supposed to do
My bitch is black and bad listen to what i tell her to do
I can not fall in love
But you are enough for me
What do you need
We in planes over seas now
People look different once you don't care for them anymore
You wanna leave it's cool i'm calm cause i have plenty more
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English

I spoiled her with my love i do not regret it
Flashing moments in my head i do not get it
She crossed the line but now she gotta stay there see the grass ain't greener
I'll forever ever talk bout pouring liters
Well i don't know cause times change and people change
I'm soul searching while she wants some diamond rings
Should i f*ck these women knowing they be falling
Can't get close to anyone cause it's beyond me
Can't get close to anyone cause i be balling
Sorry shorty gotta hang up moneys calling
The only heart that i can heal is my own
Spent the whole night drinking can't you tell that i'm alone
Me and my father hashed it out over three l's
I ain't buying shit nigga i don't f*ck with retail
Me and Rebel like the same it's impeccable
Shorty gave me head while i swerve lanes it's acceptable
Ya ya, it's acceptable
I see niggas in the city wanna be me
But you can't be me no no you can't be me this ain't no shot
But you can't be me no no
Looking back on it i'm just happy to be here
I ain't here to judge but i ain't gon compensate
I'm from the hood support the streets how i communicate
And all the women from my past are like some counter weight i love em though
I spoiled her with my love i do not regret it
Flashing moments in my head i do not get it
She crossed the line but now she gotta stay there see the grass ain't greener
I'll forever ever talk bout pouring liters
Well i don't know cause times change and people change
I'm soul searching while she wants some diamond rings
Should i f*ck these women knowing they be falling
Can't get close to anyone cause it's beyond me
Imma roll up in a sprinter
My brother got my back he a pull street sweeper
Loving strippers and they loving me big tipper
You would think i'm from down ATL like T.I.P. hit ya aye
I make my beats and i record my shit
I'm so indie i'm blessed with gifts
My raps could never lie been real since i was a jit
My nigga Ra he prolly scheming hitting a lick
I spoiled her with my love i do not regret it
Flashing moments in my head i do not get it
She crossed the line but now she gotta stay there see the grass ain't greener
I'll forever ever talk bout pouring liters
Well i don't know cause times change and people change
I'm soul searching while she wants some diamond rings
Should i f*ck these women knowing they be falling
Can't get close to anyone cause it's beyond me
You got my front
I'll get your back
I do not front
Run with the sack
Imma go hunt
I never lack
Shorty i'll f*ck
No strings attached
I feed her racks and vibes yes that's what i'm supposed to do
My bitch is black and bad listen to what i tell her to do
I can not fall in love
But you are enough for me
What do you need
We in planes over seas now
People look different once you don't care for them anymore
You wanna leave it's cool i'm calm cause i have plenty more
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Writer: David Grinage
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