Everybody wanna be the hero that saves,...nobody wanna go in they grave, vision slowly it fades, hope we prolong tha days, lonely and it prolly show on our face, was on go out the gates, money is yall God
Caskey - Montreal To Rate {Intro} Smoked out with my niggas, my niggas {Chorus} Smoked out on the bus spittin' freestyles Pulled up in the Montreal Just killed me a show well over three hundred Never would i want to copy y'all I'm in a lot and the fans expandin' No shades and a custom Canon And they only know a touch of Brandon And that's how i planned it Man that shit too hot When the kid gon' drop Please don't, please don't stop Too hot when the kid gon' drop Please don't, please don't stop That shit too hot when the kid gon' drop Please don't, please don't stop Ya, Hip hop been waitin' for the come back And you the one that got this shit locked Straight up {Verse} I'm never gettin' sick of the tour life I could use my girl on the bus though I'm gettin' sick of these Loki ass folks Inside the so-called rap industry being cut throat Blunt smoke help me analyze different Like who the fuck am i to see the hand that i'm givin' Is my time tookin' or is that a lie Man is i'm trippin' I take a fan at the show as a sign givin' Back to the notepad Addicted to sixteen Man it's like a dope Add But i been lost in the corner Where they only wanna hear about the Louie Vuitton shoes And the cars, and it's so sad Well call this a shift in the paradigm A young artist addicted to Caroline And i ain't afraid to talk about some life shit Like when i was at KFC and workin' on the night shift Tryin' to make a dollar like when are things gon' change And my home boy touch, hit, and licks And i know that the karma weighin' on his armor Dog but he's still gettin' rich And i'm sittin' here broke as a joke doin' coke in the hotel Drowin' in sorrow, drowin' in sorrow Everything goes back in the box And you pay twice back what'chu borrow Straight up {Chorus} Smoked out on the bus spittin' freestyles Pulled up in the Montreal Just killed me a show well over eight hundred Never would i want to copy y'all I'm in a lot and the fans expandin' No shades and a custom Canon And they only know a touch of Brandon And that's how i planned it Man that shit too hot When the kid gon' drop Please don't, please don't stop Too hot when the kid gon' drop Please don't, please don't stop That shit too hot when the kid gon' drop Please don't, please don't stop Word, Hip hop been waitin' for the come back you And you the one that got this shit locked Straight up
here Spitiin heavy on da wrist Droptop sitting outside on 6$ every by wonerin bout da da chips hypothesis da rims chip ......chip ..cherp. pocket full of work u gone look but I am giving you the game now you know u gone through the same Uber don't cost like a plane
I’m so happy for you. Thank you so much. I love you.
Finally someone uploaded an instrumental. Thank you!
Much love 77
im writin to this right now love it bro
Everybody wanna be the hero that saves,...nobody wanna go in they grave, vision slowly it fades, hope we prolong tha days, lonely and it prolly show on our face, was on go out the gates, money is yall God
finally montreal beat !!! but i need caskey paramount instrumental also :o !!!! dope shitttt
"Yeah"
This beats gas
Broo see if u can too much as an instrumental or possibly cash money 3000 hes beats are dank that would be dope if you could do that
Caskey - Montreal
To Rate
{Intro}
Smoked out with my niggas, my niggas
{Chorus}
Smoked out on the bus spittin' freestyles
Pulled up in the Montreal
Just killed me a show well over three hundred
Never would i want to copy y'all
I'm in a lot and the fans expandin'
No shades and a custom Canon
And they only know a touch of Brandon
And that's how i planned it
Man that shit too hot
When the kid gon' drop
Please don't, please don't stop
Too hot when the kid gon' drop
Please don't, please don't stop
That shit too hot when the kid gon' drop
Please don't, please don't stop
Ya, Hip hop been waitin' for the come back
And you the one that got this shit locked
Straight up
{Verse}
I'm never gettin' sick of the tour life
I could use my girl on the bus though
I'm gettin' sick of these Loki ass folks
Inside the so-called rap industry being cut throat
Blunt smoke help me analyze different
Like who the fuck am i to see the hand that i'm givin'
Is my time tookin' or is that a lie
Man is i'm trippin'
I take a fan at the show as a sign givin'
Back to the notepad
Addicted to sixteen
Man it's like a dope Add
But i been lost in the corner
Where they only wanna hear about the Louie Vuitton shoes
And the cars, and it's so sad
Well call this a shift in the paradigm
A young artist addicted to Caroline
And i ain't afraid to talk about some life shit
Like when i was at KFC and workin' on the night shift
Tryin' to make a dollar like when are things gon' change
And my home boy touch, hit, and licks
And i know that the karma weighin' on his armor
Dog but he's still gettin' rich
And i'm sittin' here broke as a joke doin' coke in the hotel
Drowin' in sorrow, drowin' in sorrow
Everything goes back in the box
And you pay twice back what'chu borrow
Straight up
{Chorus}
Smoked out on the bus spittin' freestyles
Pulled up in the Montreal
Just killed me a show well over eight hundred
Never would i want to copy y'all
I'm in a lot and the fans expandin'
No shades and a custom Canon
And they only know a touch of Brandon
And that's how i planned it
Man that shit too hot
When the kid gon' drop
Please don't, please don't stop
Too hot when the kid gon' drop
Please don't, please don't stop
That shit too hot when the kid gon' drop
Please don't, please don't stop
Word, Hip hop been waitin' for the come back you
And you the one that got this shit locked
Straight up
here Spitiin
heavy on da wrist
Droptop sitting outside on 6$
every by
wonerin bout da da chips
hypothesis da rims chip ......chip ..cherp.
pocket full of work
u gone look but I am giving you the game
now you know u gone through the same
Uber don't cost like a plane
Duck I'm bout to be famous
I do better on this than the original piece lol bout time