Beez Like
Young Jeezy Lyrics


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Yeah, wassup
Time for the fallen soldiers
Can’t have a war without casualties
Ya know? (Believe that)
For everybody goin’ through the struggle
Ya know? Real shit errday, errday shit is real
(Erry hood, erry ghetto, erry block, erry trench)
I know how ya feel (Look!)

I been out here grindin' so long
Still I had to find my way on my own
I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like
I’m a true hustler, all that I know
So I can make it anywhere that I go
I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like

Straight from the hood, got a get money fetish
Pocket full of green, nigga, like a head of lettuce
Put the work in the bag, make a yayo sandwich (sandwich)
Then we go and spread it through the hood like mar-wich (damn)
One thing about it, we gon’ get this bread
When you knew shit was real, when they found Red dead
Ridin' 'round the corner, where young niggas hustled at
Right by the stop sign, that’s where they was bussin’ at
When ya come here with nothin’, gotta learn how to provide
Carlo had a bid 'fore he was old enough to drive
Losing 10, 20 erry night, gamble ain't nothing
Nigga got killed, taking up for his cousin
When you knew shit was real, drop outfit and the feds
Did eight years then the nigga shot him dead
Only Humbug left him slumped in his car
Errbody got a day, no matter who you are

I been out here grindin' so long
Still I had to find my way on my own
I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like
I’m a true hustler, all that I know
So I can make it anywhere that I go
I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like

Stone water, heat cold water
Knew I’d touch a bird when I got my first quarter
Sell water to a whale nigga
Cold nights, cold hearts, tough love is what it be like in jail, nigga
Momma cryin’ in my visit cuz she care for me
Daughter just had a period, I ain’t there for her
Know how to have a girl, you know just to hold you back
But the pussy so good, you keep goin’ back
Heard when your main man turned rat
Make the whole La Familia turn hot like that (aw, man)
Any city, any block, any boulevard
I survived, no lie, I’m a ghetto boy
I can tell ya 'bout the do’s and don'ts
Can make it anywhere I go, so lose I won’t
I can tell ya bout the hard times, when ya really need it
Been grindin’ so long, still had to call Jeezy

I been out here grindin' so long
Still I had to find my way on my own
I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like
I’m a true hustler, all that I know
So I can make it anywhere that I go
I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like

What?! Workin’ from the bottom, tryna make it from the top
What the government don’t give you, gotta get it from the block
Feel like a Bad Boy, cause this shit don’t stop
Streets so dirty, need a muthafuckin’ mop
Uh oh, the homie stay focus, handle yo business
Don’t talk to them niggas around you might be a witness
Don’t tell the dishwasher what you did with your dishes
Don’t tell these snitchy niggas what ya did with yo riches
Niggas is hopin’ they see Christmas
But if we just happen to throw
We hope ya miss raise all seven them kids that miss a meal
She worked her fingers right to the bone, then miss a bill
Nigga six for the nine, let’s make a deal
See one thing about countin' this money, it make you feel
I used to get 'em right from the source, got 'em direct
The same nigga that had a connect, he didn't accept

I been out here grindin' so long
Still I had to find my way on my own
I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like
I’m a true hustler, all that I know
So I can make it anywhere that I go




I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Young Jeezy's song Beez Like describe the daily struggles of living in the hood and the sacrifices one must make to survive. Jeezy speaks about his own experiences and observations of life in the ghetto, from making money through drug dealing, gambling, and prostitution to losing loved ones to violence and incarceration. He also notes that despite the hardships, the residents of the hood find ways to hustle and survive.


The song's title, "Beez Like," is a slang term for the phrase "been there, done that." Jeezy employs repetition to emphasize his message, stating that he can "tell ya what it beez like" to grind and make it on his own in any situation. His delivery is confident and assertive, backed by a beat that sounds like a military march. The reference to fallen soldiers in the intro and outro of the song adds to the overall theme of survival in a warzone.


Overall, Beez Like portrays the gritty reality of life in the ghetto and the resilience of those who live there. Jeezy's lyrics give voice to the struggles and hopes of the people who often go unheard or overlooked.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, wassup
Greetings, what's happening


Time for the fallen soldiers
It's time to pay respect to all those who have lost their lives


Can’t have a war without casualties
Casualties are inevitable during a war


Ya know? (Believe that)
Do you understand? (Believe what I am saying)


For everybody goin’ through the struggle
This is for everyone who is going through a difficult time


Ya know? Real shit errday, errday shit is real
You already know, this is real life every day


(Erry hood, erry ghetto, erry block, erry trench)
(Every hood, every ghetto, every block, every trench)


I know how ya feel (Look!)
I understand how you feel (Listen!)


I been out here grindin' so long
I have been working hard for a long time


Still I had to find my way on my own
Despite my hard work, I had to figure things out by myself


I can tell ya what it beez like
I can explain what it is really like


I’m a true hustler, all that I know
I am a genuine hustler, it's all that I have ever known


So I can make it anywhere that I go
I can succeed in any place I go


Straight from the hood, got a get money fetish
Born and raised in the ghetto, with an obsession for making money


Pocket full of green, nigga, like a head of lettuce
My pockets are full of money, like a head of lettuce


Put the work in the bag, make a yayo sandwich (sandwich)
Package the drugs, make a sandwich with them (sandwich)


Then we go and spread it through the hood like mar-wich (damn)
We distribute it throughout the neighborhood like spreading mayonnaise on a sandwich (damn)


One thing about it, we gon’ get this bread
The one thing that is certain, we will make money


When you knew shit was real, when they found Red dead
When you realize that life is serious, like when Red was found dead


Ridin' 'round the corner, where young niggas hustled at
Driving around the corner where young people were hustling


Right by the stop sign, that’s where they was bussin’ at
They were selling drugs right by the stop sign


When ya come here with nothin’, gotta learn how to provide
When you come here with nothing, you have to learn how to provide for yourself


Carlo had a bid 'fore he was old enough to drive
Carlo had already served a prison sentence before he was old enough to drive


Losing 10, 20 erry night, gamble ain't nothing
Losing 10, 20 dollars every night while gambling is nothing


Nigga got killed, taking up for his cousin
A man was killed while defending his cousin


When you knew shit was real, drop outfit and the feds
When you realize life is serious, you turn over your clothing to the police


Did eight years then the nigga shot him dead
The man did eight years in prison, then someone shot and killed him


Only Humbug left him slumped in his car
Only Humbug was there to watch as the man was found dead in his car


Errbody got a day, no matter who you are
Everyone will eventually have a day, regardless of who they are


Stone water, heat cold water
The drugs are solid like stone, and the water used to cut them is hot and cold


Knew I’d touch a bird when I got my first quarter
I knew that I would receive a large quantity of drugs when I earned my first quarter


Sell water to a whale nigga
I could sell drugs to anyone, even someone who is wealthy


Cold nights, cold hearts, tough love is what it be like in jail, nigga
Nights are cold, hearts are cold, and tough love is what is experienced in jail, my friend


Momma cryin’ in my visit cuz she care for me
My mother was crying during my visit because she cares for me


Daughter just had a period, I ain’t there for her
My daughter just got her period, and I wasn't there for her


Know how to have a girl, you know just to hold you back
You know how to have a girl who will hold you back from doing the right thing


But the pussy so good, you keep goin’ back
But the sex is so good, you keep going back to her anyway


Heard when your main man turned rat
I heard that when your best friend betrays you


Make the whole La Familia turn hot like that (aw, man)
The entire gang would be in trouble if that happened (oh, man)


Any city, any block, any boulevard
Anywhere, any place, any street


I survived, no lie, I’m a ghetto boy
I made it and I'm not lying; I am a boy from the ghetto


I can tell ya 'bout the do’s and don'ts
I can teach you the things you should and should not do


Can make it anywhere I go, so lose I won’t
I can succeed anywhere I go, I am not going to lose


I can tell ya bout the hard times, when ya really need it
I can tell you about the tough times when you really need it


Been grindin’ so long, still had to call Jeezy
I have been working hard for so long that I still need to seek Jeezy's help


What?! Workin’ from the bottom, tryna make it from the top
What?! Starting from the bottom and trying to move to the top


What the government don’t give you, gotta get it from the block
If the government doesn't provide it for you, you need to get it from the streets


Feel like a Bad Boy, cause this shit don’t stop
I feel like a member of Bad Boy Entertainment because this lifestyle never stops


Streets so dirty, need a muthafuckin’ mop
The streets are so littered with filth, we need a damn mop


Uh oh, the homie stay focus, handle yo business
Uh oh, my friend needs to stay focused and handle his own business


Don’t talk to them niggas around you might be a witness
Don't talk to those people around you because they might be a witness


Don’t tell the dishwasher what you did with your dishes
Don't tell anybody what you did with your drugs


Don’t tell these snitchy niggas what ya did with yo riches
Don't tell those tattletale people what you did with your money


Niggas is hopin’ they see Christmas
People are hoping they survive long enough to see Christmas


But if we just happen to throw
But if we happen to hit a lick (robbery)


We hope ya miss raise all seven them kids that miss a meal
We hope you miss, and as a result, those seven kids who are going hungry will get a meal


She worked her fingers right to the bone, then miss a bill
She worked so hard that she exhausted herself, then missed paying a bill


Nigga six for the nine, let’s make a deal
Give me 6,000 dollars for the nine ounces of cocaine, let's make a deal


See one thing about countin' this money, it make you feel
The one thing about counting this money, is that it makes you feel good


I used to get 'em right from the source, got 'em direct
I used to get the drugs directly from the source


The same nigga that had a connect, he didn't accept
The same person who had a connection, did not accept me




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JAY JENKINS, TORRENCE HATCH, WILLIE J. BYRD

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