The Beat Boss - Never Enough lyrics

[Hook: J Spades] Need more gyal cuh one gyal is never enough Need more money cuh one stack is never enough Need trap money cuh rap money is never enough Two shots for me cuh one shot is never enough [Verse 1: Mist] "Smokey" and "Sickmade" was never enough Link up with J Spades, we're stepping it up Apnas and Karlas we're mekking it buss [?] we're chopping it up Man get spun for your grub Man ah get the yard man tumped Bare snow sales in the pump Y-yard and dump Tek a trip, go along then (woo) More money, more links keep coming to us Tek a trip, go along then (woo) We've got too much gyal but it's never enough [Hook: J Spades] Need more gyal cuh one gyal is never enough Need more money cuh one stack is never enough Need trap money cuh rap money is never enough Two shots for me cuh one shot is never enough [Verse 2: Frisco 22] These bruddas, they're loving to hate I couldn't care less, I'm just tryna get cake You wanted some food? I could give you a plate You wanted some beef? I could give you a steak Me and them n***as, we ain't the same You buy a Golf and I buy a Range I stack my P and you buy some change You want a bae and I just want brain n***as, they know that I get love on the roads But I'm in love with the dough They don't want my ting to blow They don't want us doing shows Them n***as be chatting like hoes n***a, stop chatting 'bout us You need to go switch up your clothes All chatting 'bout man But when we buck them, they're all lows Keep talking 'bout us You best know to keep your ting close (bang) [Hook: J Spades] Need more gyal cuh one gyal is never enough Need more money cuh one stack is never enough Need trap money cuh rap money is never enough Two shots for me cuh one shot is never enough [Verse 3: M Dargg] Bare man rap now Got me here like "really though?" Always talking 'bout they did a madman Most man had their face in videos None of them k**ed my friends Friend gone, know everyting mad Ramadan in the can, see an opp boy through the canteen Jump through, break fast like cereal Whoosh, send a man ghost And don't let me turn vice pon dem On the one twos, don't let me send 'em one too That's three that'll squeeze pon dem More gyal, I need more money Got enough pagans, I'm telling f**boys roll on me And I don't trust nobody Bare man talking drilling but they ain't caught nobody [Hook: J Spades] Need more gyal cuh one gyal is never enough Need more money cuh one stack is never enough Need trap money cuh rap money is never enough Two shots for me cuh one shot is never enough [Verse 4: J Spades] Say that they come from the hood and the manor How come they don't and the n***as that I know That's touching keys but it's not a piano Even though 'nuff of them locked in the slammer Now the labels dem, they all on my back Come off of my back, what you think, man a camel? We see them rappers, then we switch the channel Cuh dem man, they washed, give them a flannel They want the beef? Load up the ammo They want the hits? I've got the hammer Giving them bangers and bangers and bangers Dem book a table, we in Benihanas Me and my n***as dem sit down and plan up Before we haffi tie dem are blackened bananas The man have the clips all long like banana Make feds dem run up and say "yo, put your hand up" Man hear a likkle man talking 'bout "Shut Up" He don't wanna get his next show shot up Cuh you know we have n***as all over Summertime's mine so you know Storm's over, suh [Hook: J Spades] Need more gyal cuh one gyal is never enough Need more money cuh one stack is never enough Need trap money cuh rap money is never enough Two shots for me cuh one shot is never enough