Jeff Martin - Beast Mode lyrics

[Verse 1: Jeff Martin] Activated, I'm activated Got Beast Mode on, you're dominated My plays all right, they calculated Get a good hard look while captivated I'mma young white boy who's not for fables High roller, man, I put it all on the table I breathe success, if I can, I'm able I did it on my own so f** a label Talk about style, talk about piles Once I have the title you can bet that I'm goin' for miles Clean white teeth, I'm showin' a smile On the path less traveled 'cause I've been in the aisle Long ago I was a small little kid Dreamed of shows and some venue gigs Started off with some internet vids Now all the music I make is big Dedicated to dedication This work I make is my my obligation I'll never stop 'cause I'm around the nation If I let go now it's like a violation Praise the lord that I grabbed the mic Praise the lord that I saw the light Now I have to go make it right Man, I left it spaced like a satellite Appetite has gone overnight Oh, I'm wakin' up and I'm quite a fright Bad b**hes can all can f** a type And I slay the game it's homicide [Pre-Chorus: Jeff Martin] Yeah, tryna' get a little bit Can you blame me if I wanted it Lemmi' give y'all a little tip Uh, I didn't do it by accident Infinite, I never quit You really think I give a sh**? You can tell me that I'm unfit But you know it's f**ing dope just submit She was dancin' on the North Pole God, that woman be so cold Played my cards and I didn't fold 'Cause I'm goin' in Beast Mode [Verse 2: Jeff Martin] Okay now Beast Mode, I'm in Beast Mode Gunna' finna' step back then reload Make shots so EZ they free throws Reverse slam dunk like D-Rose Elevated, I'm elevated On the rise to top, get escalated This feel like a dream, I'm hella faded Can't wait, scream out, "Look, mom I made it" Man, I think I love it, f** a tiny budget All these fake friends say, "sh** sound rubbish" Break a homies leg, put his a** in crutches Make 'em understand you don't mess with a youngin' I'm f**ed up 'cause my alibi Says in my room so I can't oblige My time's filled up, yes, occupied By singin,' songwritin' and makin' rhymes Never rush just to finish through This sh** ain't somethin' just fun to do I might be fresh, yes, I might be new But I feel I already have points to prove Like my skin don't mean I can't spit this fast And my looks don't make me some f**ing trash I feel that this is what I'm born to do So if you're in my way I'm gunna' make ya' move You want beef with me then I'll make you stew Beg for less then I'll give you two I say facts, yes, I lip the truth So now lemme' tell you what I'm gunna' do [Pre-Chorus: Jeff Martin] Yeah, tryna' get a little bit Can you blame me if I wanted it Lemmi' give y'all a little tip Uh, I didn't do it by accident Infinite, I never quit You really think I give a sh**? You can tell me that I'm unfit But you know it's f**ing dope just submit She was dancin' on the North Pole God, that woman be so cold Played my cards and I didn't fold 'Cause I'm goin' in Beast Mode (Beast Mode)