Beej-n-Dem (OG)

[Verse: Beej]

Nigga, I peeped your persona, I'm not impressed

An anthem that was stepping wit' his question clone candidates

Our mission is revised, soul music to use it

Jay Dee perfect the snare, droppin' dark from the beats

So I can spit the bullets at 'em, now the puzzle's complete

While you screamin' hot wobbly wobbly, screamin' yes

While the lyrical slug go through a thug nigga's chest

All due respect, let's balance it out

'Cause the negativity is really stressin' me out

In a house or a crib, ridin' in a hoopty

You're gettin' upset, no game, no coochie

I once was like you, but a car don't make the man

What makes the man is his game plan

If you don't have a plan, then you sinkin' in the sand

Look back one minute later, all I saw was your hand

In your hand was a grand, so I took it and ran

Drop the L—