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- My instrumental remake from Under The Sun ft. Kendrick Lamar, J. Cole, Lute & DaBaby (Dreamville)
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Drop your email if you want this beat, I'll send you the one with the original intro.
There you go
me
Right here please!
I’d appreciate it bro
D-Ace I need this frfr
Its hard to make a freestyle when the real song is stuck in ya head like glue
shaniquapminajxoxo the accuracy
Facts
You an it lying
I keep using their flow cant come up with my own lol
FAX
*i woke up fo' some monneeyyyy*
Lil bitch too many opps in here tell me who u with
I woke up for some moneyyyy
AY
FINALLY, SOMEBODY GOT THE VOCALS RIGHT
The beat that comes in is so fucking good oh my god
I just wanna scream when the beat drops. EVERY TIME
This sounds more like a lil wayne instrumental
Eric Jones yea mixtape Wayne not album Wayne
@@iceetheskater6052 maybe
Eric Jones if he go album Wayne, he have to 6 foot 7 foot mode. This beat deserves it🔥🔥🔥
@@iceetheskater6052 facts
HOW U MAD LAD EXPLAIN PLEASE
wrote a 🔥 verse to Lutes part
Keep the walls up dont mention my feelings next to my bed at night I be kneeling praying that god gives me healing
Under The Son 0:10
I’m trying to live Under The Son.
My flesh having way too much fun.
I’ve lived like a bum.
But the race is not over I can get some more light Under The Son.
Living free cause I’ll never die.
Don’t need to ask cause I know the reason why.
Living twice cause I’ve been crucified.
Why you dying in darkness?
Why you living so heartless?
Why you talking trash?
How did you get that rash?
Let me zoom past cause you still thinking about the last time you spoke matter of fact.
Is it distracting how your purpose is always lacking?
Hell froze over.
Spirit got me supernova.
Let me ride this masculinity.
Let me push this tea.
I’m about to talk to you directly.
Who’s yo daddy?
I see you riding that carpet of your childhood dreams.
Show me the world, Aladdin.
Let’s digitize your football career.
Are you next up playing Madden?
I see you’re getting rather fat cause you got to saturate Lucifer’s impact.
Rat Race over who’s stuck in the trap.
Cheese it up cause we know you falling away from the pack.
Howl to the moon cause we know your loneliness has consumed.
I’ve also realized my impending doom.
I’ve also been the biggest narcissist in the room.
I’ve also been consumed with The Fall.
I’ve told God to kill me cause living ain’t that easy after all…
I’m glad He told me “no”
I’m glad Jesus on His throne.
I’m glad Earth is His footstool.
I’m glad He’s changing my mind zone.
[Intro: J. Cole]
If you miss me
And you can't find
Me nowhere
I done seen it all, oh my God
Uh
I done seen it all, oh my God, I swear
Uh, uh
[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
[Verse 2: Lute]
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a Caprice on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
[Verse 3: DaBaby]
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth, now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation, asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my lettermen
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like 10 to 2
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
Reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "Rip," and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish it (Talk your shit, nigga)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do
Baby
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
Lined this up with the original song itself, spot on! Good stuff!
Let us begin: How should we start?
Brightness shining out of the dark
It shines in our hearts, providing a spark
His might incites the light to impart
Takes us back to Genesis 1
Angels clapped, and hymns they were sung
Face the facts He's second to none
In the beginning positioned the sun
Up in the sky, hovering high
The light's too bright, cover your eyes
Type of sights that none can devise
This Righteous Knight is lovely and wise (yeah)
It's seen in the stars
Seen in the galaxies, seen in quasars
Neptune, Uranus and Pluto and Jupiter
Mercury, Saturn and Venus and Mars
Back to the Earth, it shows in the trees
Each of the leaves blows in the breeze
Locusts and bees, ocean and seas
All the result of Jehovah's decrees
Observe the way His Word creates
Preserves and shapes, determines fates
Reverberates at urgent rates
The earth it shakes with fervent quakes (ah)
Imagine it
I can't explain the half of it
Our brains can't even fathom it
And language is inadequate
To characterize the Lord on the throne
With spiritual eyes, His story is known
From Him and through Him and to Him is everything
Surely to God be the glory alone!
Glory alone!
Glory alone!
Glory alone!
Glory alone!
From Him and through Him and to Him is everything
Surely to God be the glory alone!
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory (yeah)
Let us consider the God who is there
Possessing a glory that's not to be shared
God versus anyone not even fair
How could you dare to try to compare?
The Self-existent, Self-sufficient
Omnipotent, Beneficent
Faithful God whose Word we can trust
Perfectly Holy and perfectly just
His beauty, there's no end to it
Transcendence is infinite
Knowledge and wisdom intricate
Steadfast love is intimate
We see in His laws He is the Boss
Nothing about Him is evil or false
Pure perfection, zero flaws
All of His attributes meet at the cross
The place where Jesus Christ was smashed
To satisfy God's righteous wrath
Rose from the grave on my behalf
Through faith in Christ, He lights our path
Makes believers part of His fam
How does a Holy God pardon a man?
Perhaps even harder to understand
From the beginning was part of His plan
Imagine it
I can't explain the half of it
Our brains can't even fathom it
And language is inadequate
To characterize the Lord on the throne
With spiritual eyes, His story is known
From Him and through Him and to Him is everything
Surely to God be the glory alone!
Glory alone!
Glory alone!
Glory alone!
Glory alone!
From Him and through Him and to Him is everything
Surely to God be the glory alone!
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
Not to us, not to us
But to Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
To Your name be the glory
The glory, the glory, the glory, the glory, the glory
these are bretter than normal lyrics
Man you gotta record this frl
This is fire 🔥
Morning sun.
Need my morning run.
so poetic when I speak.
Writing lyrics to easy and fun.
Hot in here.
I’m under the sun.
But no ain’t done.
Gotta couples miles that I haven’t done.
Workout to erase the pain.
Nightmares flooded my damn brain.
Dis functioned membranes.
On the brink of going insane.
Pushing iron to keep me sane.
Fake niggas be switching lanes.
Hard times brings the real.
If you know what I’m saying.
Road raging, like super sayin.
Kicking like Bruce lee.
Sick like Bruce Wayne.
I’m writing like I’m blessing them.
But No I ain’t new to this.
Call it lyrical crucifix.
That's fire
🔥
I frickin love this beat!
Please do the 1993 Instrumental
Mixxo *1985 I’m Alive,
@@draykulasznbtch no 1993 is a song by dreamville dummy
@@jazzeravalerie this nigga stupid LOL
@@jazzeravalerie Man's stupid asf lmfao he really didn't know 1993 was a song
You should do sunset(j.cold and young Nudy) and oh wow...swerve
He saucy with the beats
Me nowhere
I done seen it all, oh my God
Uh
I done seen it all, oh my God, I swear
Uh, uh
[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I’m cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that’s my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
[Verse 2: Lute]
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch ’cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don’t even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a Caprice on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford ’til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
[Verse 3: DaBaby]
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth, now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation, asking questions, you know I ain’t tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my lettermen
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like 10 to 2
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
Reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "Rip," and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish it (Talk your shit)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do
Baby
I got a couple of sons (kings) but mostly daughters (queens) tht will keep me alive after my demise long as my blood flow is in a vein i am alive just resting to be reincarnated
🔥
yo you gotta remake “throw it up” from cole’s the come up mixtape 🔥🔥🔥🔥
This Beat deserves To be in A Museum
Can we use the first 60 seconds for a promo video we are working on? We promise to give you credit for the track.
I’m .. like so under the weather ...
cus u know my diamonds sick , this ice don’t make better ...
I’m going for the golden medal
Imagine this *Dreamville - Under The Sun (Remix) ft. Token, Eminem*
Smoking green like Yoda while I'm sipping Green inside my soda call it Yoshi on these shrooms like I'm luwgi feeling qweegi my bitch fine Spanish bitch she call me papi we 69 just like tekashi stand up tall in my Versace
If u really want this sh*t I can take you there ..
Never walked in no room when it’s hate in there ..
I can feel it in the air .....
Yea
Ima south Florida boy yea they know I’m stationed there ...
where we don’t like being compared
, cus the difference crystal clear
.. yea I’m
Slidin In Lear he gon wet em up then Tatt his tear .. yea
celebration cheers cus they seein that the end is near yall see that finish line like Nip ... hustle wit a bread ..
They call a young n*gga Houdeen ... them haters disappear .. yea
Boy I overcome a fear .. yea
Practically nailed it
Nothing is dry after the rain
Puffin this gas to calm the pain
Using my brain to do the right thing
Lifting my voice Everytime I sing
Shun from all of the bling..
I woke up for some mooonnneeyyy
l'm tapping props
Where your credit card at
l could change the limit
Just give me a sec
lf you lack a rep
lt's a rap
l was never a starry eyed dreamer
l fluctuated like johnson and johnson
l could be a political streamer
That has to go through red tape
Like a house representor
No one people that have lost a tooth
Drink salt water
Dui ain't diy
" Risking it all is my motto , independant not dependant on winnings from state funded lottos, Im on top like taho, steak tomahawk I supply those, better and better waking up to tommorow like what fuck I finna get into ,play by the rules and yo enemies will finish you, decorative lunches whenever I interview, running yo mouth you know what the snitches do, left floating in their feelins inside they inner pools, keep yo mouth close pay attention, you in the school, teacher is teaching life lessons, you finna lose fuckin with me, now what my enemies finna do??"
Most accurate 👌
Hottest under the sun, golden boy, not even tannin,
Goat in my league they gave me Tom Brady programmin,
No 12 but like TAMPA, BAE will BUC u get NEAR where we standin,
Cannons blammin,
I’m like a bear in a barren land with his hands on a salmon
Eat it all, I seen it all
Me I changed it, you ain’t even evolve
That’s why I’m beating shit you ain’t even involved
Hating that I’m killing it, you ain’t even applaud
Have you seen the shit we been through?
Dont you know the shit we live through?
Used to bump that Wu-Tang, Can’t It All Be So Simple?
Can’t I change my ways without looking like a criminal?
Diamonds hanging off my ear like granny out the hymnal
This yours?
@@lilgelo22 lol yeah why
FIRE !!
I done seen it all, oh my God
Uh
I done seen it all, oh my God, I swear
Uh, uh
[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
[Verse 2: Lute]
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a Caprice on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
[Verse 3: DaBaby]
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth, now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation, asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my lettermen
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like 10 to 2
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
Reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "Rip," and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish it (Talk your shit)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do
Baby
[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
Under the Sun Remix
I been dreaming too long, I want all of my thoughts to come through to this cruel world we all live in. With all these newbie new coming rappers, y’all are starting to become really livid. There’s one word, that’s luxury that describes a pretty accurate way that I’m living. I don’t consider a dub, just skill, but with all this money I think I’m really winning.
Fire bro🥵
Jojo pose, Jojo pose
I been stunting on my foes
I been selling out my shows
I been blessing all my bros
I been ghosting all the hoes
Down low, stay down low, I been down ten toes
Feel like itachi, sharingan in my eye, I been moving with the crows
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a cold piece on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation
Asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like ten to two
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "RIP, " and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (Talk your shit, nigga)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do
Baby
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a cold piece on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation
Asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like ten to two
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "RIP, " and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (Talk your shit, nigga)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do
Baby
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
FOR
Lyrics
If
You miss me
And you
Can't find
Me nowhere
I done seen it all, oh my God
Uh
I done seen it all, oh my God, I swear
Uh, uh
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch…
I gotta couple of guns, chasing the bag for the fun, under the sun, nikkas gon shoot bacardi, pull up in rari, dusting the block with a glock, cuz you cannot stop the profit, my stock go high and i, take off like a rocket. I pull out the gun in my pocket, i’m poppin nikkas like a pop-it. Shooter gon make the nikkas really vomit. I’m in outer space just like a comet. I’m outside they house so just lock it, pop it, drop it, stop it, clock it, rock it, sock it, unlock it anything that really works, shout out to Hannah, I feel like Montana, she might’ve just invented the twerk, I feel like Kirk, I am a angel, I’m not Mexican but I speak Spanglo, When I up it will feel very painful, I play baseball for the Angels, gotta yell danger, stranger, i’m on a whole different pace, I feel like TAY-K cause I just did the race, nikka can you state your case, i’m standing my ground, Nas X on the old town, I’m on a Porsche, I gotta endorse the course, the source, with No Remorse, shout out to Clancy, Tom, nikka said he was right he was wrong, 23 just like LeBron, imma kill you off-spawn, that PS5 you gotta pawn, sweet chin music just like i’m Shawn, HBK, nikka i get money all day, if you look at my wrist, i got time today, nikka i’m crossing the line today. Remember you gotta obey, pray, slay, replay this till your phone in dismay ok they do not know the way, i rip his chest the body decay.
If
You miss me
And you
Can't find
Me nowhere
I done seen it all, oh my God
Uh
I done seen it all, oh my God, I swear
Uh, uh
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ay, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ay
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin'll air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
West side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a Caprice on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
I woke up for some money, ay, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation
Asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like ten to two
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "RIP, " and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (talk your shit, nigga)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do, Baby
I woke up for some money, ay, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
If, you miss me
And you, can't find
I done seen it all, oh my God
Uh
I done seen it all, oh my God, I swear
Uh, uh
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a cold piece on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation
Asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like ten to two
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "RIP, " and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (Talk your shit, nigga)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do
Baby
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
Hey bro could you do a instrumental for Maxo Kream Drizzy Draco and if possible, if you have a SoundCloud, could you put it on there as well?.
We have all sinned and fallen short of of Gods glory sin is terrible because of sin we are separated from God but gladly here is the good news Jesus Christ came and walked this earth for everyone taught us the perfect way to live and how we should live and he died for our sins because we need a sacrifice to pay the price for our sins since our sins deserve hell if we live in sin but also more good news Jesus rose from the dead three days later we have to leave the sin behind and put it away and live new with Jesus this world is like a vapor it passes away but your eternity is forever and it is up to you what you want to do with it…
If, you miss me
And you, can't find
I done seen it all, oh my God
Uh
I done seen it all, oh my God, I swear
Uh, uh
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a cold piece on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation
Asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like ten to two
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "RIP, " and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (Talk your shit, nigga)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do
Baby
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin might air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
What side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a cold piece on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation
Asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like ten to two
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "RIP, " and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (Talk your shit, nigga)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do
Baby
made a heat song to this, along with many more if u wanna hear em lmk
Damn chief im down
@@obedyilajnrif u got an email or snap I got ya
@@MOTY2113 obedyila.jnr@gmail.com
Nshiznit6
Hurd
This my fav beat in like the last 10 years dude. Its classic sounding but new age lol
0:54
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be careful what you ask for 😂
INIT NG ARAW DUMAMPI SA AKING BALAT
IGIB NA TUBIG UMAPAW AGAD UHAW NA UGAT DILIG
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0:14
Can i us this beat this fire??😭🤦please don't say no
Sure, but only for non-profit!
@@DeeAceBeats you mean I can't upload it on youtube or soundcloud
@@harharmahadev1038 you can upload it on TH-cam and Soundcloud if it's for promotional use (non-profit). You aren't allowed to register it as your song on distrokid/tunecore etc. Unless you have clearance from Dreamville.
@@DeeAceBeatsI simply want to upload a video on this beat and nothing else
This go hard af
good shit bro
Can I use this?
can you give me this beat ?
I can’t wait till lil Wayne crush this shit
I will not sleep while school is in session.
I woke up fo sum monnnnaayyyyy
Woke up for some monnneyyyyyy❤
This is truly givinggggg ✨ DIVA QUEEN ENERGYYYY ✨
🎉🎉🎉
fire 🔥
2x Speed it gets better😂
It doesnt
Love this!! Could I use this for a post on my IG?? Pretty please
Forgot the BASS??
I love your videos
0:02
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game grumps
hot shower
karma
can I use this beat?
Sure for promotional use only
Oh yeah cranky
Litter than sun's spinning,
World's spinning,
Them girls got them pearls,
women in whirl winds when I twerl with um, this worlds different
Gotta feelin we're winded.. still winnin,
🔥🔥🔥🔥😐
Watch how i go, eye on the prize and I'm stealing the show, after the dough, after respect, handle the mic, never give it neglect, living my life, live it with no regrets, grimey a threat, grimey up next. Bx! IG- @mykegrymztheunderdog
make this speed into 1.5 it will be more LIT
I gave u beats
Hey could you do a instrumental to MajorNine’s Places You’ll Go? I want to do a song for my highschool football team but there are no instrumentals for it. If you can i would truly appreciate it. Let me know if you can or cant
If you pay me I will make the beat
Just remade this POS in the stuud mine is wayyy better 😂
Man
I be under the sun
I am that drummer boy
Ru pu pumpum
Punchin’ the drum
Gimme my coat
Cuz I walk around home
And it’s blockin’ the sun
😐😐😐
Marr Millz I know it’s garbage, but thanks for replying tho
Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son
I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend
She ig'ing you while we fucking for fun
I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby
She call me daddy like grandmama baby
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy
I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage
An M is my minimum wage
This ain't no kennel, behave
Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray
So in a way we the dogcatchers
How many bullets your dawg catchin'?
Sawed-off, raw dog fashion
Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn
I woke up for some money, ay, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ay
Potato over my gun
I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds
When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son
Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
My cousin'll air out the party for fun
Pistol grips get to squeezing
Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson
I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason
Bitch nigga, come and see me
Put some respect on my name
West side of my city I claim
I try to stay in my lane
Took my advance and put a Caprice on them thangs
I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall
Know some niggas probably pissed off
Who would thought I made it this far?
Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all
I woke up for some money, ay, lil' bitch
Too many opps in here, tell me who you with
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent
In the homicide unit interrogation
Asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit
Bitches call me a jock, all-American
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman
I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door
I ain't never let 'em in
Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few
Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube
I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class
I hit her from the back from like ten to two
No back and forth with these rappers
They mention me, dissin' me
No talkin' back, I won't mention you
Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip
They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool
Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks
You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool
Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'
I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical
They gon' be hollerin' out, "RIP, " and they missin' you
They got me started, I might as well finish (talk your shit, nigga)
I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do, Baby
Am i the only one that doesn't like this beat
Yes
Yup
Yes
No one cares ninja
Of course you are
Still sending out the emails fam ? 😅
High Key Boutta To Kill This Joint On God
Yes sir, give me your email ;)
Can you please do the Wells Fargo Instrumental you’d be saving my ass
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