Burberry Villains Uh Burberry villain I’m chillin, killin, pockets ripping- money fell through the ceiling, ask where the peak is I have no ceilings My shawty Chantier Givenchy n Cartier, asking lor mama, which one you Prada Drippin’ in diamonds, ice got me blindin’, my wrist so cold, you’d think it’s a crisis We villains in this world, no need to disguise it, ain’t no hiding when the money multiplying We drive through the city, lights flash like we lightning, they envy the style, but they can’t replicate the pricing Luxury drippin’, Burberry stitching, every move a flex, competition steady missin’ Got them guessing, is it fashion or a weapon, either way, they stepping back, cause we teaching lessons Rollin’ with Chantier, she the queen, no question, every day’s a scene, yeah, we living the perfection Baby girl, you’re my spleen, you’re the one I need, if they buck up at us, to the earth send back some seeds, now they finna get deceased (thee sleep)
Ghost Writer (start at 0:26) God damn; no keyboard in my band. Voice to text-at least my iPhone understands Crying out, tryna be man So locked in but watch the camera as it pans I’m so locked in as I watch her drop pants She’s always giving up-be throwing up her hands. Life is tough bitch, I’m doing what I can I’m tryna ghostwrite; get somebody fans Not tryna work-you right-I’m not washing no pans You make me reminisce, school buses and Xans Tryna keep my head straight and write music for bands I know you mad, that you don’t have a plan And see me making moves, see me going ham As they DM me, you think that it’s spam You think it’s dream; hate on dreaming cause you can’t As they read my freestyle as if it was a chant Watch me ghostwrite; and then watch as you recant I’ll ghostwrite for you; especially if you can’t. Yea. I’ll ghostwrite for you; especially if you can’t. Help a niqqa out, I’m tryna see Japan I’m tryna prove these demons wrong and make the haters mad. I just need some keywords and money in my hand You might have drip, music might not be that bad Though you could just sit; vibe and drop a bag Then I’ll email a hit, I’m like ai, you’ll be glad And I get to ghostwrite and be a new dad. Yea I’m a ghost writer, lighter flick-no lighter. (Dm me if you’re interested in a free written song in your style, give me a shot.)
I say y.o.l.o you only live onces but i do it solo i trow mojo thats like macig this life is a sad trick cuz evrything started wrong my father gone before i was born my mom evry day drunk is the reason why i had to stay strong but i cant believe what i see so much enemies suround me the lying people dying people crying im just trying to survive for my succes feeling blessed and crazy i know im flowing like the navy
I need some money, I need some friends who ain’t gonna tell They got me cheesing at these rats an then these rats go an tell They got me in court I pray to the lord, they don’t do no show an tell If they do you know the boy he gonna live in hell He be at the bottom with sum change in the wishing well He be reading stories abt him but the stories said he fell
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Burberry Villains
Uh Burberry villain I’m chillin, killin, pockets ripping- money fell through the ceiling, ask where the peak is I have no ceilings
My shawty Chantier Givenchy n Cartier, asking lor mama, which one you Prada
Drippin’ in diamonds, ice got me blindin’, my wrist so cold, you’d think it’s a crisis
We villains in this world, no need to disguise it, ain’t no hiding when the money multiplying
We drive through the city, lights flash like we lightning, they envy the style, but they can’t replicate the pricing
Luxury drippin’, Burberry stitching, every move a flex, competition steady missin’
Got them guessing, is it fashion or a weapon, either way, they stepping back, cause we teaching lessons
Rollin’ with Chantier, she the queen, no question, every day’s a scene, yeah, we living the perfection
Baby girl, you’re my spleen, you’re the one I need, if they buck up at us, to the earth send back some seeds, now they finna get deceased (thee sleep)
dope asf
Bro don’t even post this just go straight to the studio
Yo that shit hard asffff bro !!! post this shit Ong
I had the honor of getting the 999th like ❤🎉
eyyy
Ghost Writer
(start at 0:26)
God damn; no keyboard in my band.
Voice to text-at least my iPhone understands
Crying out, tryna be man
So locked in but watch the camera as it pans
I’m so locked in as I watch her drop pants
She’s always giving up-be throwing up her hands.
Life is tough bitch, I’m doing what I can
I’m tryna ghostwrite; get somebody fans
Not tryna work-you right-I’m not washing no pans
You make me reminisce, school buses and Xans
Tryna keep my head straight and write music for bands
I know you mad, that you don’t have a plan
And see me making moves, see me going ham
As they DM me, you think that it’s spam
You think it’s dream; hate on dreaming cause you can’t
As they read my freestyle as if it was a chant
Watch me ghostwrite; and then watch as you recant
I’ll ghostwrite for you; especially if you can’t.
Yea. I’ll ghostwrite for you; especially if you can’t.
Help a niqqa out, I’m tryna see Japan
I’m tryna prove these demons wrong and make the haters mad.
I just need some keywords and money in my hand
You might have drip, music might not be that bad
Though you could just sit; vibe and drop a bag
Then I’ll email a hit, I’m like ai, you’ll be glad
And I get to ghostwrite and be a new dad.
Yea I’m a ghost writer, lighter flick-no lighter.
(Dm me if you’re interested in a free written song in your style, give me a shot.)
🔥
“They say heaven is a play but shes the one laying her head on my chest”
🔥
fine day to u sir
same bro
نحب نعيش ف الذكريات اوووه
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yayoi
Eyy
I say y.o.l.o you only live onces but i do it solo i trow mojo thats like macig this life is a sad trick cuz evrything started wrong my father gone before i was born my mom evry day drunk is the reason why i had to stay strong but i cant believe what i see so much enemies suround me the lying people dying people crying im just trying to survive for my succes feeling blessed and crazy i know im flowing like the navy
dope
Caucause I been running the streets with my woes,
My flow is so just arrowstatic
Listen you could share my sadness
Only fucking with the baddest
Bit
dope asf
free download?
unfortunately not
Is my music ok ?
check it out and then delete the comment
I don't delete comments
@@DM17prod very respectful
rate my music 🎶
I will
Is my music trash I'll quit if it is
no
Even if some say you music is trash us that as fuel to push yourself further and learn to perfect your craft
Don’t quit
Keep grinding brudda i make music too, search Bigwxlf and u can see my music don't give up
I need some money, I need some friends who ain’t gonna tell
They got me cheesing at these rats an then these rats go an tell
They got me in court I pray to the lord, they don’t do no show an tell
If they do you know the boy he gonna live in hell
He be at the bottom with sum change in the wishing well
He be reading stories abt him but the stories said he fell
Is my music trash? be honest I’ll retire…
Na it’s fire you just need to mix better
no bro keep working
Oh yuh you got it bro i’m doing sum on this ima put your @ on it when it’s out!!!
spanish rap tho 🖤
thanks