BEAM (feat. Levi Hinson) Video (MV)

Been wylin since triple zero, my origin
Stumbling through trouble and mumbling "where the porridge is?"
I need the top peeled back like oranges
Really ain't no telling what this rap life encourages
I need the exact amount, in the bag, can't torrent this
Like, I am so 2014 forest hills
Way I gotta run it these days
Nice watch, still I struggle to remember these days
They know the boy so free though
And I keep the pen up in the pen like Greedo
Screaming two syllables, the boy so CeeLo
Keeping my plottin under wraps like kilos
I am not the type to self snitch
Motherf*cker I spent way too much time digging myself outta ditches
Every time I go to drop it's like Christmas
I see them kids, they wanna know how I live
That's why I'm dropping these films, my face plastered for replay
Ask me for advice, all I can say is to keep safe
Every rap line that I've written is like a keepsake
TM things baby, had to tell em keep pace
See the major keys that I say on these beats
Don't let nobody disguise it or ever come in between
I'm a national treasure, and since I started it rap's getting better
So I can't let no one hold a vendetta
Without arriving on stretchers
It's time to lace up baby
I run this beat like a Sketcher
And all they doin is pester
My raps cleaner and fresher than the Forces I lay in front of the dresser
Don't ball up the problems, let's just address it
I be fighting with depression
All them times that I can't help but feel I'm stuck
Shit
So when it comes to writing lines the only thing that I cannot give is a f*ck
F*ck
F*ck y'all
Don't scratch out another line on my paper please
Skip to the future, I'm gone shoot you with my laser beam
Wish I was born in 2020, who knows if I'd still lace up beats
I'm just tryna see what happens to the waste we leave
That's what I think bout when I'm high as a bitch
I been wasted so much damn time just trying to fit
But f*ck that shit, I'm just tryna exist
& do my shit, ball my fist if you tryna get a hit in
& I'ma never miss one
Keep swinging till the end of the inning
Keep spinning in the midst of this life we living
& please don't get it twisted, if you want it you can get it
I could never let up or let life wash over me
You don't impress me, I ain't hyped up by who oversees
I racked up streams overseas, but I totally believe
If I popped up no one would notice me
F*ck being noticed please, prefer to keep to myself
These bitches be nosy, cleaning my damn sheets
Got OJ in my canteen, f*ck living fancy
Sometimes I be going in like I got the whole world on her hands & knees
& I woke up in the morning to her blowing up my phone talking bout
I can't even stand, sheesh
I can't even stand, sheesh
I can't even stand me, but
Swear to God on top this world I'm gone be standing