mixtape: Body Bag 4 (2016)

• Beast Of The South
• My Blower
• Key To The Streets
• Married To The Game
• Seven Million
• Sensai
• My Girlfriend
• That Part
• Big Amount
• My Shit
• Ooouuu
• X 

Beast Of The South lyrics - Ace Hood

Ok I'm smoked out with my woes round

As we pour up shots of that Henn

Got some real shit you don't know about

That's been clouding up my head

Cut off old hoes, some fake friends a nigga occupied with these ends

And a nigga comfortable in this Benz

No I'm not the same Antoine from back then

Made some sacrifices, my family life I can't jeopardize what I built

I ain't here to sympathize I got kids and I don't want them to worry about shit

So I'm in an overdrive, I'm going overtime a nigga Sammy Sosa with these hits

Seven years in it bitch I been a menace the flow that they spitting the one I invented

Who got a problem just holler I got 'em

My foot on the throttle with this I'm a chemist

This that Lil Wayne when he got out of prison

This is that shit make you switch your religion

This is as hot as the stove in the kitchen a bomb in the lobby Osama Bin Laddie they can not deny me my flow went to potty

That shit is a hommy the beat is a body

2016 I'm a pull up the Bentley then pull up the Chevy then whip out the 'Rarri

Me and my team came to fuck up the party then snatch all the women and walk out the party

I'm on that nonchalant Kanye shrug, these niggas they will never learn

Y'all working every fucking nerve, these niggas got the fuckin' nerve

Don't compare me to these fuckin' nerds, same shit in each and every verse

Blah-blah, telling all lies I just really need to find a fuck first

I am charged up, get your bars up

You a sweet square like a Starburst

I can hear my people saying "get 'em, get 'em"

Niggas tried to dent me that's a fender bender, wooh

Nigga! Beast of the South! Nigga! Beast of the South! Nigga!

Screaming Hood Nation they ain't fucking with us

I'm the hottest nigga in the South living

This that free tape, Happy Thanksgiving

Boy this shit is only God given

Fuck the waiting 'cause the time ticking

Do it better than the last did it

Now or never I got heavy metal in that Double R call it rose petals

Niggas know better who to play with, I determine what the wave is

Better tell 'em what my name is

Aww, look at what the game did

Pay attention it expose friends, niggas hanging by a clothes pin

Fucked all up what pride did, need to cut out all that nonsense

Money the root of the evil, you got it you stunting like Evil Knievel

Hope you remember me like I'm the Beatles

My Blower lyrics - Ace Hood

Knock knock

Drinking on all this yac

Shit never made me throw up

Putting on all my chains

Bitch I'm bout to blow up

You don't know a nigga who realer

Benz in the Maybach Thrilla

When I'm on the track, its illa

You know a nigga better go get em

How could you have the audacity

Sleeping on me is insanity

Pardon my manners and self esteem

I feel like the undisputed king

I'm in some shit that you never seen

I'm with a chick that be in your dreams

I'm in the gym getting super lean

I got it covered like Maybelline

I want the money bags please

'Cause I gotta feed my peeps

I need my hands unchained

Since you got the keys keys keys

You can't not stop what is destined

Me and my maker we best friends

I will not walk with my chest in

Show me respect nothing less than

Holy water on my Effen

Only shooting for the game win

Had to show a nigga phase 10

Meditate and then I praise dance

I feel like Al Capone

I kept a humble composure

They looking for me to fold

Fuck 'em and fuck what they on

Bruno Mali on the way

80s baby from the Tre

South Florida on the face

Deerfield I'm the face

I must express you my gratitude

I had to check on my attitude

Plotting and planning on bigger moves

And I told my brother we'll never lose

Feel like the weight of the world on me

I will not ever complain bout it

I seen a cop shoot a black man

Broad day caught a plane up out it

Cock suckers doing nothing bout it

White man taking more vows

They some reckless motherfuckin cowards

Police badges ain't got super powers

I am the black and the great one

Beauty embedded in my bloodline

They wanna give us some fed time

Kill us then pick up the Pompoms

Oh Lord keep the devil off me

Got my numbers doing somersaults

100 reasons I don't fuck with y'all

This your number I'm a never call nigga

Drinking on all this yac

Shit never made me throw up

Putting on all my chains

Bitch I'm bout to blow up

You don't know a nigga who realer

Benz in the Maybach Thrilla

When I'm on the track, its illa

You know a nigga better go get em

Key To The Streets lyrics - Ace Hood

[Quavo & YFN Lucci:]

I got money way before the deal

Put my bitches in new pair of heels

I might fuck your ho and pay her bills

Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah

I got your ho on a leash

Got a plug, he Vietnamese

We the niggas they wanna be

Cause we got the key to the streets

We got the key to the streets

Hey, we got the key to the streets

We got the key to the streets

Hey, we got the key to the streets

[Ace Hood:]

Always find a way to win, I told you niggas to begin

I was ready I was holding steady niggas tryna bring me to an end

Nah, I will not let it go, know that I'm taking it personal

Currently life is a roller coaster, I let it out at the studio

All of the shit that I deal with, making me stronger to push through

Mentally niggas are bulletproof, first they gon' love you then ridicule

That's just the way that the game go, this is the shit I was made for

This is the vision and God's will, I am the legend a pioneer

Know I'm a claim and defend mine, after the rain always sunshine

We on the grind til' it's our time, you can just [?]

I run my city like combines, G Money whipping that 99

We coming straight out the 95, four in the morning in foreign rides

I'm in the coupe with a thick jawn, I gave her something to feel on

She 'bout to enter the kill zone, I might disable her hip bone

I got the key to the beat, I got the key to the streets

I got the key to the Porsche, I haven't driven in weeks

Shout to Ghost never had a doubt, never did count me out

It's some days, feeling so empty I'm tryna motivate my mind

In due time I'm a jump back just fine, never let 'em take my shine

Oh you mad? niggas better get in that line

Pulling up in a new ride

I told my niggas I want it bad, funny I'm not even in my bag

I see the vision they come to pass, I love my niggas forever facts

We tryna run it then run it back, I fuck up a beat in a heart attack

Them haters I dodge 'em like Pontiac

Aye this where I bring in the chorus at

[Quavo & YFN Lucci:]

I got money way before the deal

Put my bitches in new pair of heels

I might fuck your ho and pay her bills

Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah

I got your ho on a leash

Got a plug, he Vietnamese

We the niggas they wanna be

Cause we got the key to the streets

We got the key to the streets

Hey, we got the key to the streets

We got the key to the streets

Hey, we got the key to the streets

[Takeoff & Trouble:]

I got the key to the streets my nigga

Just like Dr. Dre, he got the beats

I come straight up out of 1500

That's the block, my niggas over easy

Double cup but no ice tea

Pour me a four before I go to sleep

Fuck around and landed in the hospital

Geekin' off the Henn and the lean

(Takeoff!)

(Sup Skoob!)

(Go head, take off)

24/7, no day off, balling like we in the playoffs

20 bitches at the playhouse

You quick to freeze up when that K out

If that bitch ain't tryna fuck I kick her out the house

Like Martin, lil bitty bitch stay out

They like to whoop me 'til them Ks out

Get to looking for some ways out

You niggas ain't workin', you're laid off

Trouble decapitate him, blow his face off

Won't get it 'til these niggas laid off

Assassinating, knock him off like I'm Adolf

Been getting money, 19 with a 650

Nut seen me stunting B.I.P Blood

[Quavo & YFN Lucci:]

I got money way before the deal

Put my bitches in new pair of heels

I might fuck your ho and pay her bills

Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah

I got your ho on a leash

Got a plug, he Vietnamese

We the niggas they wanna be

Cause we got the key to the streets

We got the key to the streets

Hey, we got the key to the streets

We got the key to the streets

Hey, we got the key to the streets

Married To The Game lyrics - Ace Hood

Rip Shawty Lo

I did this for my niggas, for my son and my lil daughter

Wishing everyday that someone bring me back my grandma

Sick of all this bullshit I'm sick of this drama

And I don't want to impose or drop you off with all my problems

And they tell me hold my head and they tell me to be strong

In a room full of my people but I still feel so alone

And they tell me to keep on, my eyes are on the throne

Just hope you ain't the one who hides his hands but throw the stones

I gotta get back in my zone, I gotta rewrite all my wrongs

I gotta show all these niggas who sleeping the reason that I am the chosen

Fuck it I'm back on my God flow, I do this shit with my eyes closed

I got the I got the God glow, I keep the stick in the console

Throw the crosses on my dashboard, many nights I wanna fast forward

Fresh stamps on my passport, all I'm thinking bout is thank you lord

These niggas wanna hold me, these niggas can't control me

These niggas wasn't raised right how you call a lame nigga OG

Had a visionary since 14 young nigga with a big dream

Hit the scene I was 18 with the cash flow niggas all know

Spitting all this real shit, record labels gotta deal with it

Underrated is an understatement all these haters coming out the pool pit

I'm the guy with the big smile cause I know I got a full clip

And I know long as God with me I can strive reaching at a higher temp

I'm a fly guy nigga why lie but the truth hurts but the pain heals

Long has a nigga got WiFi we can puff past on they dawg ass

Ladies love me like I'm LL, chocolate sunday on the hashtag

Niggas doing shit half assed, glad put them in a trashbag

Where the money? Where the money bags? Straight to it got a sun pass

Bae calling for the D

Know I got a couple though like the honey badge'

I'm in Arizona like the Cardinals

Beat the odds like I'm Harpo

Niggas claim they got this and that but know its tough to see it like it's Waldo

Rip my homie Shawty Lo legendary up in Bankhead

Praying everyday my people safe and every other day another murder case

Black man gotta dig a grave they just let the cops get away

Damn shame but the time change nowadays niggas shoot back

Feel like I'm living in combat

Feel like I'm living in combat

We just asking where the love at, nigga

Breathe

(DJ esco, ET)

We must say a prayer for our people (esco terrestrial)

Just fighting to be equal

Preach preach preach preach

Amen

Seven Million lyrics - Ace Hood

[Future:]

You see I'm drippin' in baguettes, hey

You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey

You see me drippin' doin' the flex, hey

You see me flexin' on your bitch, don't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' on your bitch, you can't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey

You see I'm flexin' on your bitch, hey

You see I'm flexin' VVS's don't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' VVS, they can't forget about me

You know I'm flexin' on a bitch, hey

You know I'm flexin' on your clique

Say

[Ace Hood:]

I been shitting on these niggas like a porta potty

See my pockets getting fat I ain't been exercising

Told my plug show me love don't forget about me

Once that Maybach coupe arrive I need to know about it

Couple germs in my circle had to sanitize it

Say you real but I just c- I can't identify it

I hear fighting for our freedom got us improvising

I'm not simple minded, ain't no sympathizing

Loaded I'm ready bring out the confetti I might need a minute to spaz, yeah

Nothing in common with none of these niggas I just gotta mention the facts, yeah

Burberry seats in the coupe, wish upon stars in the roof

Clark Kent switched in the booth, beast mode peek-a-boo, ooh

Most these niggas lack I'm like what's up with that?

Bunch of niggas watching but don't double tap

Bunch of bitches watching want that chocolate

Come and get your chick she getting too attached

Had to switch my focus I'm too anti-social

Silence bring you sickness some shit must be vocal

Niggas tried to play me Lord knows that

Niggas they be hating Lord knows that

All about my cheese like a mole rat

Any disrespect you get your soul snatched

Hood Nation repping it's a new beginning

Bitch I'm still at it like an intervention

2017 you best pay attention

I'm back in the kitchen, my soul is replenished

Can't fuck with the vision, we coming with vengeance

For everything I'm ever owed, I'll pay you a visit

[Future:]

You see me flexin' on your bitch, don't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' on your bitch, you can't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey

You see I'm flexin' on your bitch, hey

You see I'm flexin' VVS's don't forget about me

You see I'm drippin' VVS, they can't forget about me

You know I'm flexin' on a bitch, hey

You know I'm flexin' on your clique

Say

Sensai lyrics - Ace Hood

Them blades chopping like a Sensei

I'm on the block like I'm Dikembe

Don't ever shit where your head lay

And I ain't never give a fuck 'bout what a bitch say

I'm tryna see that money six ways

I'm tryna pull up in that new thing

Get it forever like I'm Wu-Tang

Walk in the building like I own things

Whip cost 200 plus, really I don't give a fuck

I just got a check bruh, and I'm 'bout to fuck it up

Designer on my asshole, that's 200 on the dashboard

I'm on my fuck nigga free shit, I'm on that let my niggas breathe shit

I'm with the shits I'm on the nonsense

I brought my Haitians from the projects, settle down tell 'em settle down

Can't hear you niggas 'cause the weed loud

I made lil' mama hold the team down, I got lil' mama on her knees now

I'm just caught up in the wave, salute the ones who getting paid

Them blades chopping like a Sensei

I'm on the block like I'm Dikembe

Don't ever shit where your head lay

And I ain't never give a fuck 'bout what a bitch say

I'm tryna see that money six ways

I'm tryna pull up in that new thing

Get it forever like I'm Wu-Tang

Walk in the building like I own things

Crib worth a couple mil, J's cost 200 dollars

I'm jigging off a half a pill, I look like I hit the lotto

You know I'm tripping bitch I'm too sauced

I'm out on Collins with the roof off

Look at them haters they so pissed off

Them ugly bitches make my dick soft

Credit card swiping I'm just spending fuck a limit

Fucking with them thots boy you gon' end up in a clinic

Wait a minute, pay attention, these are Saint Laurent's and not them True Religions

I'm a show boat, you a slow poke

Couple rings like I just had won the rose bowl

These niggas clowns I just look at them like bozos

It's Hood Nation all my niggas they on go mode

Them blades chopping like a Sensei

I'm on the block like I'm Dikembe

Don't ever shit where your head lay

And I ain't never give a fuck 'bout what a bitch say

I'm tryna see that money six ways

I'm tryna pull up in that new thing

Get it forever like I'm Wu-Tang

Walk in the building like I own things

My Girlfriend lyrics - Ace Hood

[Kap G:]

Why the fuck this bitch texting my phone

You're not my girlfriend

I just took a flick with your girlfriend

I be kickin' shit with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

All up in my business she be lurkin'

I've been tryna to tell her bye it ain't workin'

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

[Ace Hood:]

Young nigga too beast mode and I'm 'bout it 'bout it like P

Put my chains on and my doors off and I'm hanging out of that Jeep

I been hated on I been talked about and they tellin' lies on me

It gon' be televised when I re-arrive in them peoples eyes with that key

Who are you betting your chips on, we celebrate in the end zone

This is the shit that the pen doing, I'm in the coupe it depends on

I'm on the way to the top, I do not fuck with the opps

We bending off of the lot, I think I figured it out

Niggas ain't willing to grind, boy is you out of your mind

I am the one who divine, I am just one of a kind

Preach, preach, preach on 'em, they sleep keep on

Keep, keep, keep on, same beats new form

[Kap G:]

I just took a flick with your girlfriend

I be kickin' shit with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

All up in my business she be lurkin'

I've been tryna to tell her bye it ain't workin'

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

Get out my lane, that kidney pain

Took out the brain, I met the flame

We not the same, Louis V frame

Look were I came, from Marta trains

Look at my game, I'm like King James

I'm making movies, just like the Wayans

Fuck what she sayin', she wanna rain

Pimpin' ain't easy, Big Daddy Kane

Baby ion even know yo name

Hundred on the dash like I'm Dame

She wanna take trips to Romane

Call me David I'm the one to blame

I can't even do it babe sorry I can't even lie

Why you tryna fuck with me babe, you got another guy

She said can I come again, maybe girl another time

Tramp stamp on her back, what is that a butterfly

Blowin' on the gas from the Amoco

I just hit yo girl in my Polo Pajamas tho

Gotta stay strapped like I'm Rambo tho

And she thick and she pretty like Amber Rose

I just took a flick with your girlfriend

I be kickin' shit with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

All up in my business she be lurkin'

I've been tryna to tell her bye it ain't workin'

I think that I'm done with your girlfriend

I just smoked a blunt with your girlfriend

That Part lyrics - Ace Hood

[ScHoolboy Q:]

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

[Ace Hood:]

Meantime, in between time, I'm King Kong in the phenom

Bomb like a napalm, don't give a fuck if niggas hate mine

Got faith, gotta keep calm never had a weak mind

Niggas snakes like a python, catch you playing with my life line Glock might FaceTime

I'm in the building nigga what they do

I got the Wraith painted neon blue, who I thought they knew?

Chain cold like the freon do, I'm too blessed gotta say ah-choo

Execute my moves, God with me I just can not lose, be legendary like the Moulin Rouge

You niggas better than who? LOL nigga that part

Got a shorty super thick who tryna ride me like a NASCAR

Baby got back she a camel, playing with the dick like a banjo

Everybody know I got the antidote, let my nuts hang like a cantaloupe

That part nigga that part, no I ball like LeBron niggas better check the stat charts

Hazard gotta smoke herb, I'm star like the Converse, wild at the concert

F me then its F you too, 488 Ferrari zoom

Them dead presidents in Nino tomb

The safe filled I'm a need more rooms

Somebody free Lil Tune, he the greatest when it come to the booth

Give credit this is evident proof, 14 I was mimicking you

And I feel like I'm the best lil nigga 'cause the flows way sicker and I think I got the remedy too

God gave me the juice, kept faith all praises due

So I'm thankful I made it through

[ScHoolboy Q:]

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

Ayy! That part

Bang this shit in the hood one time

Lil bitch I'm back and poppin'

Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options

Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

Few million made and still ain't changed... that part

Me, my girl got matchin' bling... that part

I'm a get so blowed, I'm a lose my brain... that part

Me and XO only thing go straight

Need me a bitch that'll go both ways

Style on top of style, nigga

Since a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga

Had a pistol in my drawls, nigga

When I was broke, I had to sauce, nigga

Got a Chevy with side to side on it

Hundred spokes, the dana danes on it

Got a chopper that stand at 5'2"

I put your homies down beside you

Me no conversate with the fake, that part

All my bitches independent bitches, that part

I just want the paper, that part

All my bitches flavored

That part, that part, that part, that part

Ayy! That part

That part

That part

[Kanye West:]

Walkin' livin' legend, man I feel like Kobe (That part)

I just dropped 60, man I feel like Kobe

Lamar was with me, man I feel like Kobe

Pippen at my weddin', man I feel like Jordan

Trippin' at my weddin', I be raaa-uh-ayy

Ain't say shit, nigga

You was listenin' close though

You was listenin' to hoes though

You wouldn't listen to the flow though

Listen to the 'Go

Listen to a young nigga from the 'Go though

I'm a freestyle this mothafucka, who knew?

When I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q

And uh, Top Dawg, call Top Dawg

Get that nigga on the phone

Top Dawg on the phone!

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy! Hah!

Big Amount lyrics - Ace Hood

Uh, I got a potty mouth, when I go to shit talking

Niggas come with they hands out, 'cause they want the juice from me

Feeling alright nigga calm down, big dogs on the compound

Paybacks on the way around if you got a problem better say it now

I am happy we reunited, here come the rap I am Leonidas

You want them problems you re-invited

You know the flow on some Hepatitis

I am in poppin' demand, that's how the radio hands

Black out the Bentley the truck, shit cost like 300 bands

Count up the fetty then count again, you never know what we pullin' in

Smoking on cannabis yet again, high like my women with melanin

That's how you level it up, enough is enough is enough

Energy energy up, you sleeping I'm waking you up

Back on the block you know the boy

You know I got it I've done it before

500 horses inside of the Porsche

Too much of money I've spent in the courts

I hit the gym just to start up my day

I throw the weights like they do the bouquet

You think it's sweet is another mistake, rearrange a nigga whole face

Please don't make me catch a whole case, niggas fuck with me the long way

I'm just doing what the song say

I'm a king on the Lord's day, ooh

I got a big amount, Phantom too big and I can't even back it out

Young nigga hold it down, real niggas know that the boy made the city proud

You haters are motivation, I'm in LA we at Crustaceans

We never needing no reservation, women they beg me to penetrate it

Oh that's your lady I never knew, stand in the paint like I'm 7'2"

I tell her keep on them Jimmy Choo's, she call me 'zaddy' I'm with it cool

Whipping the Bentley that's how I do it, sick of Miami I'm tryna move

Fuck is you niggas been tryna prove?

Funny you thought that I needed you, young nigga gotta get paid

Gon' get me back in my ways, I was just listening to Gutta

Bitch I remember them days, I was a jit in the game

Young nigga know he a problem, young nigga know he a beast

I'm tryna get me a dollar

I'm tryna head for some millions, I'm tryna build me some buildings

Put up some dough for my children, give my young niggas the vision

I'm tryna trip to the West Coast, flow on the best of the best smoke

I'm in a low low with vato, he hit a lick for a gusto, oof

You got a big mouth, stop it I run the South

Are you kids really done playin' now? I went the legend route

Handed the flow to them niggas you brag about

Don't get me started they dearly departed this movie ain't featured by Paramount

Fuck is that all about? I'm gon' be legend I never doubt

I know my presence been unannounced, I love my fans who been holdin' down

Soon you'll be fittin' me for the crown, nigga

And I got a big amount, ask 'em who run the South

Nigga I got a big amount

You got a big mouth, stop it I run the South nigga

Nation

My Shit lyrics - Ace Hood

Alright, uh

I been smokin' on some shit I got from California

All these diamonds on me cool hope I don't catch pneumonia

Just don't trip we keep that heat I'm talking Erik Spoelstra

I should pull up on my ex and throw the middle finger

Niggas bitin' on the flow I had to switch and change up

Got some money got some fame and no we never changed up

Told you niggas back in '08 I will fuck the game up

Pulling up in that benz or coupe I did the leather red guts

Once you get a little money they acting funny

I just made a half a million out the country

Had to hit my knees and thank the Lord above me

Blessings after blessings have bestowed upon me

I just wake up say a prayer then I get my grind on

To make it where I'm from we treat it like a milestone

Get your money build your home, and still I'm in my zone

At the top where I belong, and it say on my cologne

Put my number in your phone, imma make her call me zaddy

Imma get that pussy gladly, I will eat that like some snackies

In a coma you relax

Aye, that's just a whole lotta passion, ya dig

Ooouuu lyrics - Ace Hood

You know I go hop up on this beat and catch a body bag

Body bag zip it up to toe tag

Top and knock a nigga out his mustache

Shit too easy I ain't even in my duff bag

Started out of brava this lil thing about us

Blowing on that sour pistol on a counter

That sucker shit for cowards money and the power

Ooouuu I love that shuffle sound with money counters

Ooouuu I gotta wet this like the water fountain

Ouh I been the best before I though about it

It's still fuck'em ain't apologizing

Still fuck em ain't apologizing

It's faith in me alive that's how I beat the odds

My physical physique is on some Greek [?]

People on the streets you had to clock the tires

Rihanna then Meek will quit [?]

Mean that I don't see you when you switching sides

Royalty ain't shit [?]

Reason why my circle don't got ain't no moss

[?] you can't identify

X lyrics - Ace Hood

Uh, some say I'm the voice, give my people hope

I'm the chosen one, some say I'm the GOAT

This that holy ghost don't you overdose

This that living legend hands around your fuckin' throat, get it?

I am a menace I am the end ain't no fucking beginnin'

It ain't no question bout who is the realest

Niggas are gimmicks they gotta be kiddin'

Follow my lead and I show you the way

I am believin' and walkin' in faith

Real nigga shit we can never relate

People are not who they seem to portray

Look in my eyes look in my soul

You niggas hoping a youngin' a fold

I know the difference to friend and a foe

You know the way I'm a play them up close

Told you way back in 08 I'm too cold Chincilla

No I'm too raw you too flawed don't act up Ben Stiller

Feeling like Lil Wayne my block hot my shirt off I'm realer

Please don't push me cause you pussy like gynecologists niggas

One for the people who counted me out

Give them a piece of the beast of the south

I hear the mumbles they cover their mouth

I came to see what the hype is about

Niggas in foreign cars with big rollies and a gold chain shit rented

I just lol at you lame guys but I need to mind my business

I'm on some hoodnation I am a first round pick

I'm going hard as the pavement

Wait on the day when the wave hit

When I'm in Dubai I have [?] smoking on Shisha that taste good

We had that suite on the ninth floor

Living the vision we prayed for

Ooo

Hope this hold you over to my next shit

I been dropping hits I dropped another hit

That's right put me on some other shit

I'm an alien that's why I'm in this mothership

She just ain't my lady that's my partner there

I can't even lie she got me pussy whipped

I can't even lie she help me elevate

I feel so alive after I meditate

Oo, got me stunting on my X bitch

Oo, I had to block her like I'm Tetris

Oo, might buy a ring for my new chick

Oo, she got me thinking bout engagement

Switch, got me stunting on my X bitch

Oo, I had to block her like I'm Tetris

Oo, might buy a ring for my new chick

Oo, she got me thinking bout engagement

"Beast Of The South" (2016)

 

I Know How It Feel lyrics - Ace Hood (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know how it feel
Everybody looking while you walking in the club straight flexing
I know how it feel
Standing on the couch, waitress bringing bottles to my section
I know how it feel
Woke up this morning with a bad bitch laying on my pillow
I know how it feel
Came from the dirt, now I sit comfy on a mil
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
I know how it feel to be broke
And I know what it take to get rich
I know what it's like to have them niggas hating on ya
Turn around, be the same ones jumping on your dick
Funny how shit'll change when you get a little change
Seeing my old friends and knowing it ain't the same
Copping my first watch, rocking my first chain
Only one in the hood you see in a red Range
I know how it feel baby, I know how it feel
I still get chills thinking about my first mil
I had to take a loss, it's part of being a boss
Now all my niggas floss, we ain't worried about the cost cause

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know how it feel
Everybody looking while you walking in the club straight flexing
I know how it feel
Standing on the couch, waitress bringing bottles to my section
I know how it feel
Woke up this morning with a bad bitch laying on my pillow
I know how it feel
Came from the dirt, now I sit comfy on a mil
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Now it's private planes for my woes and their partners
LOL out the bank smiling
City to city, state to state
My niggas, look what we accomplished
Ay, thinking back on my worst days
Now my homies in the club sipping bubbly, yeah
Plenty cake, happy birthday
I know the feeling when putting on for your birthplace
It's going down nigga, mayday
Gold chain, big bottles for my woadie
Throw up your Rollie, put it high in the sky
And wave that motherfucker side to side

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know how it feel
Everybody looking while you walking in the club straight flexing
I know how it feel
Standing on the couch, waitress bringing bottles to my section
I know how it feel
Woke up this morning with a bad bitch laying on my pillow
I know how it feel
Came from the dirt, now I sit comfy on a mil
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Way up nigga, way up
I thank God for the day a nigga came up
Pocket full of big faces
I'm in the club, someone point me to the waitress
They like "Who that? Who that spending all that dope?"
Hashtag, we them niggas on my IG post
Your favorite model call me papito
The panorama's all white, I'm on my cocaine flow
Woo, you got me feeling like the man of the year
Everything trill over here
We just throw the Rollie in the sky and then we wave em side to side
For my niggas in the celly doing time

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know how it feel
Everybody looking while you walking in the club straight flexing
I know how it feel
Standing on the couch, waitress bringing bottles to my section
I know how it feel
Woke up this morning with a bad bitch laying on my pillow
I know how it feel
Came from the dirt, now I sit comfy on a mil
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel
I know how it feel
I know, I know how it feel, I know, I know how it feel

[Outro: Ace Hood]
Young Niggas Mad
Ridin' foreign whips nigga
Poppin' off in them clubs nigga
Bottles on bottles on bottles nigga
Pretty women all over the place
Me and my Hood Nation Niggas
Y'all know we started from this shit, nigga, Broward County
We the motherfucking best
I know how it feel