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Lift (feat. BEXEY) Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Beans
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Brady Nelson, George Mejer




Yung Beans - Lift (feat. BEXEY) Lyrics
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Pickin' up the pace when you see me in the evening
Nobody en route on the way to the meeting
Good at droppin' hints so I'd know you see the meaning
Regardless of the shit that you're own life is breeding
Troubled yourself for falsely believing
Mistakes in your past only justify leaving
You pacified soul's only tryin' to break even
To get ahead in life you need a rhyme and a reason
A vision for the truest of believers
Go find yourself then go find Jesus
Try to make it better than what you were born with
Try to make improvements on stuff that is formless
Got a reservation
But it ain't worth keepin'
You got a lot to learn but it's not very easy
Tryin' to read my hand like a tarot card reading
You owe me several favors and we call that shit even
Can't smoke enough when I'm pourin' up
Got Nike's on so I'm runnin' one
High as f*ck but I'll f*ck you up
200 miles, 100 blunts
Hard to be real when you gotta keep it basic
I got a lot to learn so don't test my patience
Do it for the youth and the system that is failing
Time's slowin' down and I'm tryin' to make a statement
Open up the safe when it's time to check the payment
My brothers and I don't have to obey shit
Another lesson and this one's from Satan
Deliver from evil don't ever be mistaken
You're not on my level can we come to an agreement
Errors make flaws in a cycle repeated
Conditioned by law, got a few of them layers
Chivalry's dead but call your boy a savior
100 blunts
No, I don't smoke, I don't drink Just got never-ending flows
Now I'm movin' slower
Cruise control, no Bex won't ever end up froze
Watch me just topple the statues
Taking them back to practice
He was stuck all day
Improved from a newsboy cleaning the stage
F*ck a club, f*ck a boy
Bitch, I'm layin' in the garden I'm countin' stars, mountaintops
In the dirty horizon
Gaze up, planes flyin' past
Wonderin' bout a pilot
That he could be suicidal
Twice crashin' into the tower
I hate it when I smile, makin' it with sunlight
When you're a former street star
You ridin' like a Uber car
I'm ridin' like Poseidon
In the waves, I'ma ruler now
F*ck a job, walk faster
Just like in that Zulu film
Movin' like a ghost town nobody can ever really get into this flow now
I definitely need a place to be alone now
Now he's a gangsta, but he ain't as upbeat now
Movin' like a ghost town
Cause nobody can ever really get into this flow now
Now he's a gangsta, but he ain't as upbeat now
I definitely need a place to be alone now
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Pickin' up the pace when you see me in the evening
Nobody en route on the way to the meeting
Good at droppin' hints so I'd know you see the meaning
Regardless of the shit that you're own life is breeding
Troubled yourself for falsely believing
Mistakes in your past only justify leaving
You pacified soul's only tryin' to break even
To get ahead in life you need a rhyme and a reason
A vision for the truest of believers
Go find yourself then go find Jesus
Try to make it better than what you were born with
Try to make improvements on stuff that is formless
Got a reservation
But it ain't worth keepin'
You got a lot to learn but it's not very easy
Tryin' to read my hand like a tarot card reading
You owe me several favors and we call that shit even
Can't smoke enough when I'm pourin' up
Got Nike's on so I'm runnin' one
High as f*ck but I'll f*ck you up
200 miles, 100 blunts
Hard to be real when you gotta keep it basic
I got a lot to learn so don't test my patience
Do it for the youth and the system that is failing
Time's slowin' down and I'm tryin' to make a statement
Open up the safe when it's time to check the payment
My brothers and I don't have to obey shit
Another lesson and this one's from Satan
Deliver from evil don't ever be mistaken
You're not on my level can we come to an agreement
Errors make flaws in a cycle repeated
Conditioned by law, got a few of them layers
Chivalry's dead but call your boy a savior
100 blunts
No, I don't smoke, I don't drink Just got never-ending flows
Now I'm movin' slower
Cruise control, no Bex won't ever end up froze
Watch me just topple the statues
Taking them back to practice
He was stuck all day
Improved from a newsboy cleaning the stage
F*ck a club, f*ck a boy
Bitch, I'm layin' in the garden I'm countin' stars, mountaintops
In the dirty horizon
Gaze up, planes flyin' past
Wonderin' bout a pilot
That he could be suicidal
Twice crashin' into the tower
I hate it when I smile, makin' it with sunlight
When you're a former street star
You ridin' like a Uber car
I'm ridin' like Poseidon
In the waves, I'ma ruler now
F*ck a job, walk faster
Just like in that Zulu film
Movin' like a ghost town nobody can ever really get into this flow now
I definitely need a place to be alone now
Now he's a gangsta, but he ain't as upbeat now
Movin' like a ghost town
Cause nobody can ever really get into this flow now
Now he's a gangsta, but he ain't as upbeat now
I definitely need a place to be alone now
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Writer: Brady Nelson, George Mejer
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