Beast Lyrics

Okay what the fuck is purpose

Conquering these problems

I'm present within my present

For progress to whats beneath the surface seeking out validation

Through people who think I'm worthless

Except as a customer they be selling they ideas too

I'm not perfect I'm just tryna be real with you cause

I was drowning looking for a reason but never found it

Inside a Gucci Balenciaga or Luis shoes and now I got it

But its not much it can do for you for

To be honest my life has been lots of trauma and hoolahoops

And Holding me down

Like I'm not jumping enough to get through the hoops

But I'm still hoping that my truth can get through to you

Because Purpose is deeper than having a reason

And keeping the peace with yo Demons

While you cook up a scheme to get you closer to achieving a Marketed dream

Because somebody was targeted me and decided

This is What I should aspire to be

But I keep with the season Himalayan and Natures in season

Breaking the limitations facilitators of fakeness been Placing on me

Til they say that I'm cheating head of tables for taking And plates

For the eating buffets of drama really grateful

That you made Me a feast so many time I went hungry really thankful to eat

And them the times I went hungry that had made me a beast

Being fly became planer to me

Now I'm flying in plane over seas

So woke that I hate when I'm sleep

Throats goats became basic to me

Doing my thang make em hate on a king

Til the day God take me to sleep

Shawty tryna make me stay in the sheets

Prolly think that's where its safer to be

Way to much for me to do to be staying asleep

Tryna get me stuck like whoa

Throat chakra popping so shawty wanna suck my throat

I get outta my Body shawty wanna fuck my ghost

Collecting these blessing God filling up my cup like Go

Got my haters throwing up I know

Cus they see me glowing up light bulb

I got em sick as fuck so I got the bottled up Lysol

I poor the bottles on backs

I mean

I put models on decks

I mean

I got the models on backs

I mean

I got the bottles on deck

Make that pussy boy

Fall out from holding me up when I stomp on they necks

But I stay out the way

Cause stomping a squishy bitch out make it harder to step

And its easy to see that I'm pressure I'm not even pressed

I'm charging my chakras I got em all checked

I wont talk to the reverend

I talk right to God for the blessings

So many I times I was tripping

But I still thank God ima stepper

I'm stomping cus that help em follow me better

LSD choppas and chakras

I promise on God it's whatever

I finally got it together

Now I got a shot at a bezel

And offers from models to help get they posture corrected

Somebody say they got a problem its off with they heads just like

I was The Red Queen

The problem not progress I just got a lot of directions