am tired of pain being stuck in this game for lil while trust me it aint been nothing but a long day did i mention all these late nights that i spent up grinding tryna be best forymyself but watch all that just wash away cause anyday could be your last nd thats the whole game
stuck up in a hard place home soon cant wait jail cell hard case license half 8 i havent got a car mate, a walk out of r gate dont wanna astra, a just wanna R8 im not gonna ask her, she just wanna stargaze im high like am mando, a just wanna blaster might take her nandos, a never feed er pasta might be as white as me rice still a smoke like a rasta a was broke couldnt hope kept it covered like a plaster... paul an barry baggin white, all night for a nice price when i asked them to taste it said it sweet no casta said if she wanna beat a tell her mix an master
I'm tired of the pain And I'm tired of waiting Been around this place still learnt no lesson Did I mention all these nights I spent up waiting For the paper that I'm chasing Xbox game like im forza racing Cold nights had my feelings changing Stuck on my own now I feel so selfish LSD No we don't do day trips Playing out tunes now wants the playlist Stuck with these girls thats too many face lifts Movie nights coming out like I taped this Smoking this zoot now I'm feeling faded Lonely nights got me feelin jaded I'm tired of the fame And im tired of changing Been torn down & my hearts still aching Look at the bread we're making Master chef cos I'm out here baking Rose gold tints like I'm out here shading But she's out here misplacing I'm chasing misguided looking for a placement I'm out here tasting these flavours it's fragrent in the way its blazing Man out here staging it's blatent but got no patience For the pagans Look to the stars when im rolling through Praying to god that i make it too Hop in the ride Connect to bluetooth Hop out the ride & jump in the booth Put money where ur mouth is like ive got a golden tooth Man im speaking the truth
I send him to the trap Know i wont make it back I got paper on my mind Think my minds under attack They lost ther heart Members And the vengeance How many times do we step Queff members
Straight whip it up n band it, been the baddest been a bandit, been a savage, still am at it, the way i spin it it be cinematic, sinner at it, pray to heaven, still i gotta pay the devil, sold a soul an lit OZ, O G kush be filling up my lungs like a old T, trap house you aint know T, But I’m older now, stubble and a goaty,
Went from manny straight to the fuxkin beach. Got lessons i learned Now i gotta teach ahh Had lowest of lows Now im reachin different highs Blood suckers, sucked the life outta me, Time to cut off the leach Aint spittin lies. No mask, look into my eyes See me preaching, hynotized, time to rise, catch me in streets. Fuck suits an ties. Im a bandit. Gang hits, in disguise! Put em in a casket doves fly when its time. Yo. Sent em to paradise!
Aware of my actions I does this with a passion ,not to cash in that's not the attraction we all know shit happens ,fuck man ,they been capping scratching like mans catting ,strapped out im mapping ,that fire from the cabin . Just passing by on this one and couldn't bring the beat back without discarding 😃
I'm in the whip three deep like the migos, They talk trap they ain't never seen a kilo Big knife on my hip And when a reload its never less than a z, we make the peez role, And we don't talk on the gang. That's g code, Tap that once, then it's addios Amigo, Jump out gang ye uno how we roll, I ain't turning out like my bro nicco, Talk trap ye I've been there done that, And I swear I'm beefing with rugrats, I call her karma the way she comes back, might beat that once, but I'll never cuff that, Tinted whip, 2 gz, and a bruckback, Feds in the rear, turn left, and we duck that, Fake love, ye uno i can't trust that, When it comes to the game, I've dome Nuff laps, Robberys and asbos, shoting on my jack Jones, In yer livving room with the fuck of rambo, Nittys bell man for their crack bro, Ye uno how that goes, My flows to sick when I rap bro, We never talk on the gang thats g-code, Bally and gloves for the creep mode, When I jump on the beats its crazy, Smoke so much my vision is hazey, Dem man a lazy, They'll say it to yer We man are active, Loudest nugs in the tin like tuna, Wn2 gunna screw yer, Yo,yo Like saying It once, Saying it twice Aaron aldred don't carry no knives, Pussyo yea ill take man's life, Man get licked for the pez all the time, I'm in the whip three deep like the migos, They talk trap they ain't never seen a kilo Big knife on my hip And when a reload its never less than a z, we make the peez role, And we don't talk on the gang. That's g code, Tap that once, then it's addios Amigo, Jump out gang ye uno how we roll, I ain't turning out like my bro nicco, Talk trap ye I've been there done that, And I swear I'm beefing with rugrats, I call her karma the way she comes back, might beat that once, but I'll never cuff that, Tinted whip, 2 gz, and a bruckback, Feds in the rear, turn left, and we duck that, Fake love, ye uno i can't trust that, When it comes to the game, I've dome Nuff laps, Robberys and asbos, shoting on my jack Jones, In yer livving room with the fuck of rambo, Nittys bell man for their crack bro, Ye uno how that goes, My flows to sick when I rap bro, We never talk on the gang thats g-code, Bally and gloves for the creep mode, When I jump on the beats its crazy, Smoke so much my vision is hazey, Dem man a lazy, They'll say it to yer We man are active, Loudest nugs in the tin like tuna, Wn2 gunna screw yer, Yo,yo Like saying It once, Saying it twice Aaron aldred don't carry no knives, Pussyo yea ill take man's life, Man get licked for the pez all the time
Up down flip mode Sicker than the I'll ward Any hip hop beat I hop on will get d d destroyed When I write my poppy shit I'm thinking bout nothing Been gone for like 9 months like i had a kid in the oven
yo if your bad come show me den love the typing love it how go back n forth in this shit but b you gotta understund what happens in the past stays in the past i aint stuck in my past tense had hoes back den its intense how life works feels like your alive for a sec when your zoned then all that goes away in a sec you feel far lost n stressed
Head heavy Broke down a bricka the smelly Broke down 3 already Blazed off a 3,5 En killed half a remy Hit road feeling like the new makaveli all that penny talks petty Little man your not ready Stacked up 100 racks spent the rest on a prezie En a chrome Dezie Looking messy one shot leave a boy looking veggie I stay on point these Yutes looking edgy cause if the Tommy buns it’s catching man in the belly I’ve been dead already sat in a cell for 4 years Didn’t hear a peep from anybody Touched Road Grabbed a brick i weren’t bringing in anybody feelin like I’m catching a body Meaner than a old rotti Man were talking potty so I copped a mini shotty couldnt keep it at the crib so I put it on my thotie got shooters in brum that’ll catch a body couple killers from crocky that’ll come down wid the snotty Close range wid a cut down shottie En it’s beam me up scotty Pockets looking Knotty
I'm in the whip three deep like the migos, They talk trap they ain't never seen a kilo Big knife on my hip And when a reload its never less than a z, we make the peez role, And we don't talk on the gang. That's g code, Tap that once, then it's addios Amigo, Jump out gang ye uno how we roll, I ain't turning out like my bro nicco, Talk trap ye I've been there done that, And I swear I'm beefing with rugrats, I call her karma the way she comes back, might beat that once, but I'll never cuff that, Tinted whip, 2 gz, and a bruckback, Feds in the rear, turn left, and we duck that, Fake love, ye uno i can't trust that, When it comes to the game, I've dome Nuff laps, Robberys and asbos, shoting on my jack Jones, In yer livving room with the fuck of rambo, Nittys bell man for their crack bro, Ye uno how that goes, My flows to sick when I rap bro, We never talk on the gang thats g-code, Bally and gloves for the creep mode, When I jump on the beats its crazy, Smoke so much my vision is hazey,
This is very cold
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keep grinding bro 🥶
Hard 🔥🔥🔥
This one is going places 🌆✈️
Crazy🔥
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This dope af 🔥
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am tired of pain being stuck in this game for lil while trust me it aint been nothing but a long day
did i mention all these late nights that i spent up grinding tryna be best forymyself but watch all that just wash away cause anyday could be your last nd thats the whole game
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stuck up in a hard place
home soon cant wait
jail cell hard case
license half 8
i havent got a car mate, a walk out of r gate
dont wanna astra, a just wanna R8
im not gonna ask her, she just wanna stargaze
im high like am mando, a just wanna blaster
might take her nandos, a never feed er pasta
might be as white as me rice still a smoke like a rasta
a was broke couldnt hope kept it covered like a plaster...
paul an barry baggin white, all night for a nice price
when i asked them to taste it said it sweet no casta
said if she wanna beat a tell her mix an master
Can i use this?
I'm tired of the pain
And I'm tired of waiting
Been around this place
still learnt no lesson
Did I mention all these nights I spent up waiting
For the paper that I'm chasing
Xbox game like im forza racing
Cold nights had my feelings changing
Stuck on my own now I feel so selfish
LSD
No we don't do day trips
Playing out tunes now wants the playlist
Stuck with these girls thats too many face lifts
Movie nights coming out like I taped this
Smoking this zoot now I'm feeling faded
Lonely nights got me feelin jaded
I'm tired of the fame
And im tired of changing
Been torn down & my hearts still aching
Look at the bread we're making
Master chef cos I'm out here baking
Rose gold tints like I'm out here shading
But she's out here misplacing I'm chasing misguided looking for a placement
I'm out here tasting these flavours it's fragrent in the way its blazing
Man out here staging it's blatent but got no patience
For the pagans
Look to the stars when im rolling through
Praying to god that i make it too
Hop in the ride
Connect to bluetooth
Hop out the ride & jump in the booth
Put money where ur mouth is like ive got a golden tooth
Man im speaking the truth
Fkin fire 🔥
1.25X is 🔥
🤧😮💨😮💨😮💨
I send him to the trap
Know i wont make it back
I got paper on my mind
Think my minds under attack
They lost ther heart
Members
And the vengeance
How many times do we step
Queff members
Straight whip it up n band it, been the baddest
been a bandit, been a savage, still am at it,
the way i spin it it be cinematic,
sinner at it,
pray to heaven,
still i gotta pay the devil,
sold a soul an lit OZ, O G
kush be filling up my lungs like a old T,
trap house you aint know T,
But I’m older now, stubble and a goaty,
Went from manny straight to the fuxkin beach.
Got lessons i learned
Now i gotta teach ahh
Had lowest of lows
Now im reachin different highs
Blood suckers, sucked the life outta me,
Time to cut off the leach
Aint spittin lies.
No mask, look into my eyes
See me preaching, hynotized, time to rise,
catch me in streets.
Fuck suits an ties.
Im a bandit.
Gang hits, in disguise!
Put em in a casket doves fly when its time. Yo.
Sent em to paradise!
Aware of my actions I does this with a passion ,not to cash in that's not the attraction we all know shit happens ,fuck man ,they been capping scratching like mans catting ,strapped out im mapping ,that fire from the cabin .
Just passing by on this one and couldn't bring the beat back without discarding 😃
ever since young i was tryna be a baller
up nto the point where the bank gonna call ya
i got the wrays we listening to soca
and i gotta keep conposure
I'm in the whip three deep like the migos,
They talk trap they ain't never seen a kilo
Big knife on my hip
And when a reload its never less than a z, we make the peez role,
And we don't talk on the gang. That's g code,
Tap that once, then it's addios Amigo,
Jump out gang ye uno how we roll,
I ain't turning out like my bro nicco,
Talk trap ye I've been there done that,
And I swear I'm beefing with rugrats,
I call her karma the way she comes back,
might beat that once, but I'll never cuff that,
Tinted whip, 2 gz, and a bruckback,
Feds in the rear, turn left, and we duck that,
Fake love, ye uno i can't trust that,
When it comes to the game, I've dome Nuff laps,
Robberys and asbos, shoting on my jack Jones,
In yer livving room with the fuck of rambo,
Nittys bell man for their crack bro,
Ye uno how that goes,
My flows to sick when I rap bro,
We never talk on the gang thats g-code,
Bally and gloves for the creep mode,
When I jump on the beats its crazy,
Smoke so much my vision is hazey,
Dem man a lazy,
They'll say it to yer
We man are active,
Loudest nugs in the tin like tuna,
Wn2 gunna screw yer,
Yo,yo
Like saying It once,
Saying it twice Aaron aldred don't carry no knives,
Pussyo yea ill take man's life,
Man get licked for the pez all the time,
I'm in the whip three deep like the migos,
They talk trap they ain't never seen a kilo
Big knife on my hip
And when a reload its never less than a z, we make the peez role,
And we don't talk on the gang. That's g code,
Tap that once, then it's addios Amigo,
Jump out gang ye uno how we roll,
I ain't turning out like my bro nicco,
Talk trap ye I've been there done that,
And I swear I'm beefing with rugrats,
I call her karma the way she comes back,
might beat that once, but I'll never cuff that,
Tinted whip, 2 gz, and a bruckback,
Feds in the rear, turn left, and we duck that,
Fake love, ye uno i can't trust that,
When it comes to the game, I've dome Nuff laps,
Robberys and asbos, shoting on my jack Jones,
In yer livving room with the fuck of rambo,
Nittys bell man for their crack bro,
Ye uno how that goes,
My flows to sick when I rap bro,
We never talk on the gang thats g-code,
Bally and gloves for the creep mode,
When I jump on the beats its crazy,
Smoke so much my vision is hazey,
Dem man a lazy,
They'll say it to yer
We man are active,
Loudest nugs in the tin like tuna,
Wn2 gunna screw yer,
Yo,yo
Like saying It once,
Saying it twice Aaron aldred don't carry no knives,
Pussyo yea ill take man's life,
Man get licked for the pez all the time
Up down flip mode
Sicker than the I'll ward
Any hip hop beat I hop on will get d d destroyed
When I write my poppy shit I'm thinking bout nothing
Been gone for like 9 months like i had a kid in the oven
Can i use this bro
yo if your bad come show me den love the typing love it how go back n forth in this shit but b you gotta understund what happens in the past stays in the past i aint stuck in my past tense had hoes back den its intense how life works feels like your alive for a sec when your zoned then all that goes away in a sec you feel far lost n stressed
Head heavy Broke down a bricka the smelly Broke down 3 already Blazed off a 3,5 En killed half a remy Hit road feeling like the new makaveli all that penny talks petty Little man your not ready Stacked up 100 racks spent the rest on a prezie En a chrome Dezie Looking messy one shot leave a boy looking veggie I stay on point these Yutes looking edgy cause if the Tommy buns it’s catching man in the belly I’ve been dead already sat in a cell for 4 years Didn’t hear a peep from anybody Touched Road Grabbed a brick i weren’t bringing in anybody feelin like I’m catching a body Meaner than a old rotti Man were talking potty so I copped a mini shotty couldnt keep it at the crib so I put it on my thotie got shooters in brum that’ll catch a body couple killers from crocky that’ll come down wid the snotty Close range wid a cut down shottie En it’s beam me up scotty Pockets looking Knotty
Yhyh
Damn! Bro this is shit.💎
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I'm in the whip three deep like the migos,
They talk trap they ain't never seen a kilo
Big knife on my hip
And when a reload its never less than a z, we make the peez role,
And we don't talk on the gang. That's g code,
Tap that once, then it's addios Amigo,
Jump out gang ye uno how we roll,
I ain't turning out like my bro nicco,
Talk trap ye I've been there done that,
And I swear I'm beefing with rugrats,
I call her karma the way she comes back,
might beat that once, but I'll never cuff that,
Tinted whip, 2 gz, and a bruckback,
Feds in the rear, turn left, and we duck that,
Fake love, ye uno i can't trust that,
When it comes to the game, I've dome Nuff laps,
Robberys and asbos, shoting on my jack Jones,
In yer livving room with the fuck of rambo,
Nittys bell man for their crack bro,
Ye uno how that goes,
My flows to sick when I rap bro,
We never talk on the gang thats g-code,
Bally and gloves for the creep mode,
When I jump on the beats its crazy,
Smoke so much my vision is hazey,
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