Beasty

I don’t see
No haters
All I see
Is just comedians
All I see
Is fakers
None of who
Worthy competitors
Vision 2021
Man I came
To fuck it
Up
And maybe I
Will make it
To the top
Before I’m 21
Digging right inside
You like I’m
Tryna find the
Missing key
And when I
Do
I will open
Each and every
Part of you
You know I’m
Really smart
But you gat
Me acting like
A fool
You set me
On fire then
Again you gat
Me feeling cool
But you should
Call me mister
Clean
The way I
Turn you on
You might as
Well just call
Me Mr. Bean
Bitches masturbating every
Time I pull
Up on the
Scene
Feeling like Mufasa
You can also
Call m Curtis
I’m the next
Big thing so
I keep my
Friends clos but
My enemies closer
Keep my secrets
To myself I
Leave no room
For exposure
And don’t you
Trust a nigga
Don’t you even
Give him your
Shoulder
Coz he will
Stab you on
The back for
A couple of
Dollars
Yeah
So lately I’ve
Been feeling beasty
Built myself from
The start nigga
I don’t even
Need a bestie
And the devil
Always trying to
Test me
But he too
Cannot handle this
Sauce coz it’s
Too spicy
Look both sides
Before you double
Cross me
Coz I will
Fucking run you
Over nigga
You better look
Both sides before
You double cross
Me (Yeah)
Ha ha
It’s Curtis
Yeah
I rap for
The game they
Rap for the
Fame
I’m switching my
Flows like I’m
Changing my clothes
I mean this
Shit is insane
When I’m on
A mission there’s
No hesitation
I’m bringing the
A to the
Game coz
I spiral up
Like a rich
Man’s staircase
You can’t handle
The pace now
My last name
Zilla my first
Name god
Feeling beasty on
The mic now
Ini mini mani
Mo catch a
Hoe by the
Toe no Kelly (Huuh)
Rated PG so
Back to sleep
I’ve been savage
Lately since 21
I’ve been making
Moves and I gat
The js lighting
Up like Cole
Now I’m off season
Yeah
Like pen and
Paper we rhyme
The same
Working hard coz
No pain no
Gain
Call me high
But I’m highly
Sane
Her notes higher
Than Tory Lanes'
Taking a ride
And she calling
My name
We all in
The race but
She already came
Se fast and
I’m furious guess
We the same
Yeah
Curtis and Drillz
We switching the
Lanes we upping
The game
Getting high thoughts
We the highest
In the room
That’s everyday
My eye red
Like Deadshot read
Between the lines
But the truth
Gets niggas traumatized
Tsup dawg