Fire this is some of the best shit i have ever rapped on.. almost 3 years in and i think i just wrote my best hook with lyrics that on multiple layers really connect with me
She drinks lemonade I sip lipton Wish were the same but you don't fit in with my pictures Thought it was a game and that I didn't have to listen But now im stuck, trapped frying this beat up like dope in the kitchen Took a hospitality course, now I'm cooking with no stove, using my flames as ignition Rappers gain fame and the bitches start simping But satans already made his name prevalent within the labyrinth of unfathomable shit I'm unfathomably slick, I'm despicably quick Witted, never gonna see me quitting Zero role models like my name was Quintin Daddy's smoking a volcano, mom was at the bar drinking Brothers barely tryna make it, doing more harm than healing Sister really tried to fake shit, now at a court she's appearing Oh to be born with healthy parents Down to the core, this life is misleading Pray to my lord to try find the meaning Behind all these sores and what they've been keeping Don't fall asleep or the demons will seep in Don't be a sheep, shave off that sheepskin You got a life, so bitch go live it Don't give me strife for the way that I'm living
Dont come rain on my parade My world is feeling blue but still my clouds are filled with grey I wanted you to stay but never stopping you to move If attention I had paid, then perhaps Id have a clue That you wasnt meant for me and on the flip; Im not for you Filled my life with lights of raves but also blinded me with rage When we talked, it wasnt progress, you just wanted one to blame
i was working hard at night till like 2 by my lonely every chance i get ima check up on my og’s talking mom & pops, they gave everything they got had some ups & downs, but the point of the whole ploy is to focus on the Good shit that happens in ya life tell em that i love em much, smoking is my vice hope youn hate me, ima always do my own thing tryna rake these funds up till my bank account start to sing every time i wake up, feel like i got a super bowl ring
Мой размытый день С каждой новой неделей Все больше забот И я забыл про любовь Но не хватает тебя Мне нужно много тебя Чтобы не думать вообще И ни о чем не мечтать Я выдыхаю весь дым Тебе лучше не знать О чем поет моя душа И это жизнь Заставляет нас дышать Мыслей навалом И я все равно хочу быть рядом Даже если далеко Даже если нелегко
This is a hobby jobby here to do my work my gilape but somedays its a little sloppy pop in a floppy disk and you cant miss i remeber playing games on my home computer as a little kid or just watching the screen saver later on i said see ya later and abandoned all i know for the flow of the current swept away now im a custodian and the messes get swept away im heartbroken and i wept today almost slept away the whole day in bed somedays i feel like a zombie undead lay my head on the pillow and dread the coming days and weeks lately im feeling weak have i really peaked so young when the fun had just begun missing so much feels like i got hit with a combination 1 2 punch
My brain went down the drain Plugged into the system Downloading every update of the propaganda campaign On the lamb, lamping it This my style, you not cramping it Feel free to fuel or fan the flame but you not gone dampen it
West got bars I never been xan head Don't getcha self caught up In some shit that ya man said, Tryna catch a fade Won't go the way that you planned it, Think ya hard until ya play ya cards I'm Gambit, These demons outchea half human like Samus, Don't make me have to treat you like a bitch Make a sandwich, The pussy in ya blood'll prolly effect ya grandkids, Go and take a hike since you wannabe outlandish, uh Claim you a savage Ain't doing no damage, I'll just catch you in the streets Not saying shit on cameras, They say choppers going crazy My clips bananas, Feeling like I'm falling up How I flip the stanza's. IT'S WEST!
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bro this is great, word for putting all your work out on here
Preciate you!
Love the way this makes me feel , keep grinding dawg 🔥
im on it !
I love this so much.. Masterpiece.
Hey like this, is so chill and gives me a cool vibe
Love to hear it!
This got my head nodding instantly 🔥🔥🔥🔥
Let’s go
Rip Mac 🙏
Also dope beat!! Fire 🔥
Def miss the legend. Thanks!
Gotta like this.. balance. ..
Fire this is some of the best shit i have ever rapped on.. almost 3 years in and i think i just wrote my best hook with lyrics that on multiple layers really connect with me
She drinks lemonade I sip lipton
Wish were the same but you don't fit in with my pictures
Thought it was a game and that I didn't have to listen
But now im stuck, trapped frying this beat up like dope in the kitchen
Took a hospitality course, now I'm cooking with no stove, using my flames as ignition
Rappers gain fame and the bitches start simping
But satans already made his name prevalent within the labyrinth of unfathomable shit
I'm unfathomably slick, I'm despicably quick
Witted, never gonna see me quitting
Zero role models like my name was Quintin
Daddy's smoking a volcano, mom was at the bar drinking
Brothers barely tryna make it, doing more harm than healing
Sister really tried to fake shit, now at a court she's appearing
Oh to be born with healthy parents
Down to the core, this life is misleading
Pray to my lord to try find the meaning
Behind all these sores and what they've been keeping
Don't fall asleep or the demons will seep in
Don't be a sheep, shave off that sheepskin
You got a life, so bitch go live it
Don't give me strife for the way that I'm living
Yeeeet
🔥🔥🔥🔥
Dont come rain on my parade
My world is feeling blue but still my clouds are filled with grey
I wanted you to stay but never stopping you to move
If attention I had paid, then perhaps Id have a clue
That you wasnt meant for me and on the flip; Im not for you
Filled my life with lights of raves but also blinded me with rage
When we talked, it wasnt progress, you just wanted one to blame
i was working hard at night till like 2 by my lonely
every chance i get ima check up on my og’s
talking mom & pops, they gave everything they got
had some ups & downs,
but the point of the whole ploy is to focus on the Good shit that happens in ya life
tell em that i love em much,
smoking is my vice
hope youn hate me, ima always do my own thing
tryna rake these funds up till my bank account start to sing
every time i wake up,
feel like i got a super bowl ring
Мой размытый день
С каждой новой неделей
Все больше забот
И я забыл про любовь
Но не хватает тебя
Мне нужно много тебя
Чтобы не думать вообще
И ни о чем не мечтать
Я выдыхаю весь дым
Тебе лучше не знать
О чем поет моя душа
И это жизнь
Заставляет нас дышать
Мыслей навалом
И я все равно хочу быть рядом
Даже если далеко
Даже если нелегко
Godbless you ✝️ ❤❤❤
This is a hobby jobby here to do my work my gilape but somedays its a little sloppy pop in a floppy disk and you cant miss i remeber playing games on my home computer as a little kid or just watching the screen saver later on i said see ya later and abandoned all i know for the flow of the current swept away now im a custodian and the messes get swept away im heartbroken and i wept today almost slept away the whole day in bed somedays i feel like a zombie undead lay my head on the pillow and dread the coming days and weeks lately im feeling weak have i really peaked so young when the fun had just begun missing so much feels like i got hit with a combination 1 2 punch
FIRE
Damn
bpm?
Seventy nineeeee
key?
G maj
Tough
My brain went down the drain
Plugged into the system
Downloading every update of the propaganda campaign
On the lamb, lamping it
This my style, you not cramping it
Feel free to fuel or fan the flame but you not gone dampen it
Tell em
West got bars
I never been xan head
Don't getcha self caught up
In some shit that ya man said,
Tryna catch a fade
Won't go the way that you planned it,
Think ya hard until ya play ya cards
I'm Gambit,
These demons outchea half human
like Samus,
Don't make me have to treat you like a bitch
Make a sandwich,
The pussy in ya blood'll prolly effect ya grandkids,
Go and take a hike since you wannabe outlandish, uh
Claim you a savage
Ain't doing no damage,
I'll just catch you in the streets
Not saying shit on cameras,
They say choppers going crazy
My clips bananas,
Feeling like I'm falling up
How I flip the stanza's.
IT'S WEST!
😦