Beat Cry lyrics

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Zaytoven
Yeah, I don't really f*ck with too many producers like that man
Zaytiggy man

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Zaytiggy so goddamn hard he make the beat cry
These pus*y n*gga foldin' and I see why
Seen producers sell their soul for a couple M's
Jugg millions out the spot with t-shirts & timbs
Zaytiggy times Street, that equal calculation
I got the same sh*t these rappers got that's why they hatin'
But I ain't got no deal, the street's the only way to make it
When you win bring your n*ggas in on the paper

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
When you in bring your n*ggas in, don't be greedy
Cause these rappers have you wondering more sh*t than Stevie
Thе neighborhood got hot, we moved thе trap to Believeland
Cleveland with the slimes juggin' all season (Slatt)
Count two million dollar cash yeah I know the feeling
n*gga got caught with a pound of gas, pus*y start squealin'
Rob a n*gga without a mask, I'm the finesse god
Crack baby n*gga, so I was born a trap god

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Zaytiggy so goddamn hard he make the beat cry
These pus*y n*gga foldin' and I see why
Seen producers sell their soul for a couple M's
Jugg millions out the spot with t-shirts & timbs
Zaytiggy times Street, that equal calculation
I got the same sh*t these rappers got that's why they hatin'
But I ain't got no deal, the street's the only way to make it
When you win bring your n*ggas in on the paper
[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
The beat cryin', the streets dyin' and these rappers lyin'
It's on me to come and save the streets every time
Cut a lot of producers off cause they f*cking fake
That's why I f*ck with Zay and Chophouze Jay
It's a hard (?) life but I ain't talking J
I got dealers on soft white each and every day
Oh yeah your music hard, but you in the way
Cause you ain't talking money, I don't wanna hear sh*t you got to say

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Zaytiggy so goddamn hard he make the beat cry
These pus*y n*ggas foldin' and I see why
Seen producers sell their soul for a couple M's
Jugg millions out the spot with t-shirts & timbs
Zaytiggy times Street, that equal calculation
I got the same sh*t these rappers got that's why they hatin'
But I ain't got no deal, the street's the only way to make it
When you win bring your n*ggas in on the paper

[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
(?) outside, hit the garage
Bust his f*ckin' coconut till it's Pina Colada
In the A with two b*tches, that's a f*ckin menage
n*gga think he wanna gamble this not the Mirage
Sending bullet after bullet that's a f*ckin' barrage
Dealer b*tch have a mail so I call a (?)
b*tch I'm like a contractor I got so many rugs
Tell a n*gga cool down 'fore you break so many (?)
Cool n*gga (?)
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Zaytiggy so goddamn hard he make the beat cry
These pus*y n*ggas foldin' and I see why
Seen producers sell their soul for a couple M's
Jugg millions out the spot with t-shirts & timbs
Zaytiggy times Street, that equal calculation
I got the same sh*t these rappers got that's why they hatin'
But I ain't got no deal, the street's the only way to make it
When you win bring your n*ggas in on the paper