16 in love with the trap baby White shots no crake baby down ports where I been lately Line bangs so the Trap crazy sleeping at Dan's house White n green all over his stove Mum's asking when I'm coming home Don't worry I ain't home alone From gunny to South Sea Feds always in my pocket Nitty at the door better lock it S asked if I need a worker Nah bro you know I got it
Rap They know I’ll be the greatest that’s why they hatein I’m guessing when I’m on top then I’ll be rated Your bars don’t even rhyme and there outdated got the fire drip on me they say I’m hydrated Got the fire smoke on me now I’m feeling faded All these man talking shit get me frustrated and Got the drop on this paigon, he located Don’t say your my bro if we ain’t related Half of you man really don’t know bout the struggle Music and trap man it’s hard to juggle She asking me for more so I think that’s a double Come shop with me boy let me save you some rubble And if you don’t comply then your gunna see trouble Raps so cold bout to blow like a bubble I didn’t see no light when I was in that tunnel Life ain’t fair like cards them man didn’t shuffle No body cares how u feel or if your coping Bitch I’m smoking bitch I’m toking Feels like I’m up in space and I’m floating So much energy on my bars I’m exploding Yeh recently whole life been a madder No handouts no one gave me no ladder I’m tryna fill up my bank just like my bladder The henny make me happy then it make me sadder Mans Looking to build my stage and power Gunna rap these raps stand tall like a tower Thought she was a sweet one turned out to be sour Ain’t go no time left cah it’s ticking by the hour I’m not gunna listen ima block out your commotion I’m tryna show you man a different motion Sipping on lean call that a special potion Beats so wavey I’m out on the ocean Man took some L’s but I never took em back Thinking of the days sat in pitch black That was last year call that a throw back Now I got my head straight I’m filling my sack Only winning taking dubs back to back The way I flipped the game it’s a counter attack I was slipping on the roads but now I’m on track Your never on my level and your raps are wack
I’m a hard kid moving that hard Free my guys behind bars Free my cousin garamands Oh shit hes already out Its been a couple months And i aint even met him Cah hes busy back to his old shi He ain’t in a drought His line still booming And i dont even know how Couple years he got locked up And free ** Got bagged with a shotgun It had the pellets in And it was peak when CL got locked up For serving that medicine But it is what it is Cah he’s still on the strip Tryna flip I mean not tryna flip Cah he already is Cuz of him man I made a few quids U think that I ain’t on it Cuz i keep myself to myself But I swear down I know guys for me they would burst these shells
ain’t a rapper just here to blow the track up in a studio reading notes til I get racks up But don’t ever act up cause on road you’ll see division like a math sum niggas on the road knows trust don’t come early cuh I been gullible with man and I got done dirty had a couple gyal in the past that hurt me so we didn’t kick the ball again like van Percy And I don’t know my mother fuckin left while I was sleep so we don’t like eachother my trust is hard to find cause I been dealin with a brudda who speaks nice like he’s my guy but then stays sneaky undercover
Kan niet rappen wat ik niet leef. Maar tegelijkertijd kan ook niet zeggen wat ik echt leef. bleven onder de radar. Want de wegen hier zijn echt heet. Wil iedereen safe. Snapje wrm ik me best deed. En best doe. De jongen die is echt moe geen tijd te verliezen. Dus we maken het hier echt late.
Step in the hood for 5 minutes see weed shanks and spinners Step foot in the ends and see a road full of drillers Ion care who u are, i flipped more packs than youve had dinners The hoods a bad place, it turns good kids to killers Where i come from, is full up with the villians Take a right at the flats, and bump into the gorillas My blocks kinda nuts, and i aint talking no snickers Young kids round here' have to step out with dippers
the strings and bounce on this crazy 🔥
My guy
too clean🔥
Appreciate it
The strings go hard man, cold my bruda 💯
Appreciate it g
melody is crazyy
Appreciate it bro
serious beat man might have to use it
Gang
more like this bro🔥💯
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coldddd
Cmon bro
fireee akh
Love bro
Live beat
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My guy
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Love bro
16 in love with the trap baby
White shots no crake baby
down ports where I been lately
Line bangs so the Trap crazy
sleeping at Dan's house
White n green all over his stove
Mum's asking when I'm coming home
Don't worry I ain't home alone
From gunny to South Sea
Feds always in my pocket
Nitty at the door better lock it
S asked if I need a worker
Nah bro you know I got it
Rap
They know I’ll be the greatest that’s why they hatein
I’m guessing when I’m on top then I’ll be rated
Your bars don’t even rhyme and there outdated
got the fire drip on me they say I’m hydrated
Got the fire smoke on me now I’m feeling faded
All these man talking shit get me frustrated and
Got the drop on this paigon, he located
Don’t say your my bro if we ain’t related
Half of you man really don’t know bout the struggle
Music and trap man it’s hard to juggle
She asking me for more so I think that’s a double
Come shop with me boy let me save you some rubble
And if you don’t comply then your gunna see trouble
Raps so cold bout to blow like a bubble
I didn’t see no light when I was in that tunnel
Life ain’t fair like cards them man didn’t shuffle
No body cares how u feel or if your coping
Bitch I’m smoking bitch I’m toking
Feels like I’m up in space and I’m floating
So much energy on my bars I’m exploding
Yeh recently whole life been a madder
No handouts no one gave me no ladder
I’m tryna fill up my bank just like my bladder
The henny make me happy then it make me sadder
Mans Looking to build my stage and power
Gunna rap these raps stand tall like a tower
Thought she was a sweet one turned out to be sour
Ain’t go no time left cah it’s ticking by the hour
I’m not gunna listen ima block out your commotion
I’m tryna show you man a different motion
Sipping on lean call that a special potion
Beats so wavey I’m out on the ocean
Man took some L’s but I never took em back
Thinking of the days sat in pitch black
That was last year call that a throw back
Now I got my head straight I’m filling my sack
Only winning taking dubs back to back
The way I flipped the game it’s a counter attack
I was slipping on the roads but now I’m on track
Your never on my level and your raps are wack
I’m a hard kid moving that hard
Free my guys behind bars
Free my cousin garamands
Oh shit hes already out
Its been a couple months
And i aint even met him
Cah hes busy back to his old shi
He ain’t in a drought
His line still booming
And i dont even know how
Couple years he got locked up
And free **
Got bagged with a shotgun
It had the pellets in
And it was peak when CL got locked up
For serving that medicine
But it is what it is
Cah he’s still on the strip
Tryna flip
I mean not tryna flip
Cah he already is
Cuz of him man I made a few quids
U think that I ain’t on it
Cuz i keep myself to myself
But I swear down
I know guys for me they would burst these shells
I dropped a song using this beat, it's called 10 Seas 🌊 check it out if you're chill like that
ain’t a rapper
just here to blow the track up
in a studio reading notes til I get racks up
But don’t ever act up cause on road you’ll see division like a math sum
niggas on the road knows trust don’t come early
cuh I been gullible with man and I got done dirty
had a couple gyal in the past that hurt me
so we didn’t kick the ball again like van Percy
And I don’t know my mother
fuckin left while I was sleep so we don’t like eachother
my trust is hard to find cause I been dealin with a brudda
who speaks nice like he’s my guy but then stays sneaky undercover
'Promo SM'
Kan niet rappen wat ik niet leef. Maar tegelijkertijd kan ook niet zeggen wat ik echt leef.
bleven onder de radar. Want de wegen hier zijn echt heet. Wil iedereen safe. Snapje wrm ik me best deed. En best doe.
De jongen die is echt moe
geen tijd te verliezen. Dus we maken het hier echt late.
Step in the hood for 5 minutes see weed shanks and spinners
Step foot in the ends and see a road full of drillers
Ion care who u are, i flipped more packs than youve had dinners
The hoods a bad place, it turns good kids to killers
Where i come from, is full up with the villians
Take a right at the flats, and bump into the gorillas
My blocks kinda nuts, and i aint talking no snickers
Young kids round here' have to step out with dippers