Nigga you know she a leprechaun And you know also I'm gonna get that pot of gold like a fossil Its explorer shit, and you know what I'm with Like if this was biology And there's no stopping me "Love this economy" I got that broccoli Like I'm little yachty Getting honies like bees Rapping like J. Cole You know I'm from the streets I am like migos With all this Versace You guys are feeble And filled with foolery Flippin these tables Like I'm flipping these g's Don't get me started on the real economy We want a government filled with autonomy When I get started I know all of you will see We are slaves in our own mind but we will be free When people complain it's always bout' he or she You know that we all want gender equality
Its very sad how many people are hating on others in these comments... Shout out to everyone posting their own lyrics to the beat... (p.s. thats what an instrumental is for!!!)
You good, T-Minus? Niggas been counting me out I'm counting my bullets I'm loading my clips I'm writing down names I'm making a list I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit The real ones been dying The fake ones is lit The game is off balance I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty My sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it You all on my dick I'm all in my bag This hard as it get I do not snort powder I might take a sip I might hit the blunt But I'm liable to trip I ain't popping no pill But you do as you wish I roll with some fiends I love 'em to death I got a few mil' But not all of them rich What good is the bread if my niggas is broke? What good is first class if my niggas can't sit? That's my next mission That's why I can't quit Just like LeBron Get my niggas more chips Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist This watch came from Drizzy He gave me a gift Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss They act like two legends cannot coexist But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing If I smoke a rapper It's gon' be legit It won't be for clout It won't be for fame It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane Everything grows It's destined to change I love you lil' niggas I'm glad that you came I hope that you scrape every dollar you can I hope you know money won't erase the pain To the OG's I'm thanking you now Was watching you when you was paving the ground I copied your cadence I mirrored your style I studied the greats I'm the greatest right now Fuck if you feel me You ain't got a choice Now I ain't do no promo Still made all that noise This shit gon' be different I set my intentions I promise to slap all that hate out your voice Niggas been counting me out I'm counting my bullets I'm loading my clips I'm writing down names I'm making a list I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit The real ones been dying The fake ones is lit The game is off balance I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty My sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it You all on my dick I just poured something in my cup I've been wanting something I can feel Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real Foot is on they neck I got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em something they can feel If it ain't 'bout the squad Don't give a fuck Pistol in your hand don't make you real I'm dead in the middle of two generations I'm little bro and big bro all at once Just left the lab with young 21 Savage I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville Straight out the projects No faking, just honest I wish that he had more guidance, for real Too many niggas in cycle of jail Spending they birthdays inside of a cell We coming from a long bloodline of trauma We raised by our mamas Lord we gotta heal We hurting our sisters The babies as well We killing our brothers They poisoned the well Distorted self image We set up to fail I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga I just poured something in my cup I've been wanting something I can feel Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real Foot is on they neck I got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em something they can feel If it ain't 'bout the squad Don't give a fuck Pistol in your hand don't make you real
Im moving my pace, aint leaving a trace,ill just act my self cause anyway they gone hate, i got a full plate, stay out of my way, im writing my verses but aint topping J, im not the greatest, yet im underrated, i stay getting faded, eah im going places, they steady waiting, im losing my patience, dont want to be famous, just want to make bread how long is it taking? Fuck it lets face it, this shit aint no game, jst gotta keep going i walk through the rain,
[Intro] (Pink) Yeah, ay Cole, I’m not gonna lie bro, you got me motivated I feel like the old me, huh Let me tell you what’s been on my mind [Verse 1] I’m watching the people I know that I’m better than elevate to a hype bigger than mine The only reason you got you a buzz is because none of your competition even tryin’ They don’t put me in no rap conversation, but nah, I ain’t trippin’, it’s coming in time Happy you had you a moment but Token back focused to show ’em you don’t got a flow colder than mine My flow oh, it divine, my flow open thеy mind Like they doing DMT, I’m the Joе Rogan of rhyme But don’t choke on the lines, your throat closing ’cause I’m tryna bring smoke like the pope’s chosen in time And they know no one’s close when I go toe-to-toe so when I give my whole glow moment to shine Most pose like they blind, don’t open they eyes Act like they can’t hear me, Hulk Hogan inside Take it as a lesson J. Cole dropped now I’m waiting on the Kendrick and if Drizzy don’t deliver then I take it as a message Gotta put in work, I gotta make it as a legend Ain’t waiting for the credit, pay way beyond the credit Bank statement with a message and it says “Great bakery” or maybe where the bread is Flew her out to L.A., baby look at Venice Give a bitch a new life but I ain’t gon’ get her pregnant, hell no [Verse 2] Leave me alone East coast kid, cold dick, but I pre heat my hoes She don’t call me Token, she call me T, oh Now she tryna sip tea, that bitch got sore throat Set the record, I’m blessed today The epidemic was just a phase, the better level of renegade I’m Eminem when he met with Jay And tell Atlantic to get me payed, this ain’t no cryptocurrency But the real Token prolly best investment they ever made, hoe Talkin’ down to me like I ain’t on the level yet, I bet I sell double tickets on the road Give her dick with real passion like I’m broke even though we just fuck in my million dollar home I told him not to bring his pistol with him but he stuck up in his ways and it’s just how it goes And it kinda do remind me of myself ’cause I’m about to drop a hit, but still wanna hit ’em with that old flow Get ’em again, I gotta Sippin’ the gin, imminent sin when I get in my bottle Legend alive, bet if I die, then they gon’ print my novel Everyday wine, better with time, I’m on a different cycle Toke in a whole different zone, oh it’s a moment to hold Cole you just throw me the bone, I beat all beats you condone I treat my seat like a throne, I keep like three different hoes I keep my kids in their throat and I leave ’em each all disowned I ain’t no role model [Verse 3] Tippy-toe with the flow, oh, gotta be quiet My bitch a home video, oh, you gotta watch it Her titties sewn, knitted on, wow, she such a doll And if any foe wanna get at me you can catch me out at Massachusetts Stupid, happy, absolutely movin’ past the bracket you assume I’m actually belongin’ in But I got the sponsorship like dude a student athlete Fuck this beat, I need some action [Verse 4] Pick the casket, I’m the kid to pack it in Kill the track and give it back again like the shit’s an accident My bad, I’m babbling, back to the topic I heard Token’s ’bout to drop a project, God it’s nostalgic It’s been too long, I’m poppin’, I got like all ’em watching I let them jack my flow, have my flow, fuck that shit, I’m off it It get awkward when they throw me in a boat with fucking so and so Knowin’ that I let their moment go, but now I’m owed my own My vocal tone tell me “Calm it down, relax dog You proved enough to ’em, just give them the tracks And when they talk about this new rappers getting their bags I wanna tell ’em all salute” All comparisons are through Okay, I gotta get back, cool My name on the map, that belong on a plaque too Fact, in fact, it’s feeling it’s past due, true Comin’ to bat, ooh, it’s me, it’s T It’s fuckin’ the whole industry if they don’t give me the key Never Too Different
[Intro] You good, T-Minus? [Refrain] Niggas been countin' me out I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it, you all on my dick [Verse 1] I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get I do not snort powder, I might take a sip I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip I ain't poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death I got a few mil' but not all of them rich What good is the bread if my niggas is broke? What good is first class if my niggas can't sit? That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit Just like LeBron, get my niggas more chips Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift Back when the rap game was prayin' I'd diss They act like two legends cannot coexist But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothin' If I smoke a rapper, it's gon' be legit It won't be for clout, it won't be for fame It won't be 'cause my shit ain't sellin' the same It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane Everything grows, it's destined to change I love you lil' niggas, I'm glad that you came I hope that you scrape every dollar you can I hope you know money won't erase the pain To the OGs, I'm thankin' you now Was watchin' you when you was pavin' the ground I copied your cadence, I mirrored your style I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now Fuck if you feel me, you ain't got a choice Now I ain't do no promo, still made all that noise This year gon' be different, I set my intentions I promise to slap all that hate out your voice [Refrain] Niggas been countin' me out I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it, you all on my dick [Chorus] I just poured somethin' in my cup I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real Foot is on they neck, I got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck Pistol in your hand don't make you real [Verse 2] I'm dead in the middle of two generations I'm little bro and big bro all at once Just left the lab with young 21 Savage I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville Straight out the projects, no fakin', just honest I wish that he had more guidance, for real Too many niggas in cycle of jail Spending they birthdays inside of a cell We coming from a long bloodline of trauma We raised by our mamas, Lord we gotta heal We hurting our sisters, the babies as well We killing our brothers, they poisoned the well Distorted self image, we set up to fail I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga
From '93, can't you see? Already made the major league Started at the bottom, now I'm leader of the team Motivation stays high, got Common's Blue Sky on repeat Gotta do whatever it takes to keep these brown eyes on the dream You see, what I'm doing now is more than what it seems This low profile kid about to step out and reign supreme I mean, you have to give them a show Something that they'll beg to see 'Cause an artist's ultimate goal is to leave with a legacy So I'm on my rise to success, quickly climbing the ladder With expectations shattered, my enemies are getting madder You should know when I play the game I end up with rings like Saturn Because I never box myself in or try to stick to a pattern Point is, you're never comfortable riding the fence So I'ma let you know how it goes and put this thing to rest You say that you the best? Well I'ma prove that I'm the bestest Like Rick Ross, I'ma boss! Can't you see that from my necklace? I'll keep rolling out these strikes, like ten straight X's Yeah I'm relentess, that's 300 more crossed off my checklist! Man, a rapper as a role model? That's an impossible job! Well I'm definitely not the first one But I'll still try to defy the odds, I mean I like to take it like a puzzle, one piece at a time Boy you can't put me on a muzzle, I'm never ceasing to rhyme Yeah my flow's invincible, your show's invisible They can't hang on, my bars are set too high Theirs fade away that's why they got no reply It's funny how I go deep on the play like a pass route When all I really do is run things - Smashmouth I cleared my mind good, took the trash out Completely removed it from the scene just like my last doubt So when they look at you, they'll think unreliable But when they see what I've put together The progress is undeniable! Man, they can try to hate, people always try to stifle power I'll rise above anyway and become an icon like the Eiffel Tower So I wouldn't say I'm underrated, just underestimated But trust me, I'll be able to know when I made it 'Cause I'll hear it everyday when all the people sayin! He got that.... Now you'll look back like 'Aww, I should have known it!' 'Cause this time right here will always be my moment They may want to copy my style, try to find a way to clone it I'll do everything in my power to never ever condone it This my hustle and grind and I will forever own it That's why I'll never feel the need to back down from any opponent Man, I can't hear y'all, I'm all the way turnt up My flow ran across your flow and left yours burnt up! I keep it cool in the shade, but I still end up stunnin' 'Cause I'm sharpening my blade from all this runnin' and gunnin' I'm ready to go hunting for the money and get more bang for my buck Stack the cash in the back, and the antlers in my trunk Everyone who used to be in front 'bout to be outta luck 'Cause I'll be shooting down whatever they lobbed up, those lame ducks Who are blind to the fact that I got a grind like Royce Da 5'9 I'm inclined to break your spine and leave you paralyzed The day you find out that I'm lyrically defined will leave you terrified It'll put a spinnin' in ya head from these beats that I administer Guess that's what happens in a game so sinister So if I'm not a starter, you can bet that I'ma finisher!
Yo I just wanna say that for 2 months I've been trying to find the song that sound the the the for beat in middle child so I thought let me look at comments and you my friend have like literally I've been looking for the song I listened to hot and I was like this is the song so thanks
Niggas been counting me out, Counting my pockets, don’t know what about, Do it for money or do it for hunnies, Don’t matter to me when the Bentley’s come out, Barely come out, Look the amount, Can’t take a step without getting around, Niggas is grimey, and bitches conniving, It’s seeming like nothing will ever work out, All in my bag, keep the amount, Heart over swag, and I hope that it count, Niggas I grew up w it don’t make it out, That mean Im prolly not gon make it out, So I put everything, all that I have, Hoping that nothing turn something to blast, Hunnids on hunnids, for none of it back, Bitch I be lyin if I try n act, Like ion get tempted, ion get cheesed, Niggas be watching from outside the screen, her name is Lucy and his name is Lucy and both of them niggas should know what I mean, Loading them choppas, and gripping them yoppas, I hope that you know that it can’t be yo dream, Bitch I be lyin if I say Im dying cuz my soul don left before I hit the beat, yuh Niggas been counting me out, Counting my pockets, don’t know what about, Do it for money or do it for hunnies, Don’t matter to me when the Bentley’s come out, Barely come out, Look the amount, Can’t take a step without getting around, Niggas is grimey, and bitches conniving, It’s seeming like nothing will ever work out,
I aired this beat all they way out, fr my shits a fire track that Im proud of so, Shout out to J.Cole and everyone who had something to do with making this track, it inspired me to throw some fire bars to this shit and kill it so I appreciate yall and your hard work! Ill track fa sure! Some of my favorite metaphors I wrote and just the bars I wrote for this were just so dope in general so im stoked on having the shit at my finger tips fr fr.. Watch out I jus may grace the world one day hahaha
Intro Still tripping off x Still tripping off everything burrowed into my head Can’t see nothing clear at all maybe I’m dead Maybe it’s fair maybe I am Not the best person that I clam I am I may say I am cool I may say I am fine But not entirely saying what’s right Guess I living the basic of life I see love ones die I don’t even cry See through people’s disguise Maybe I’m sick in the head or maybe I see through a third eye I can not speak or can not reply on my own opinions of mine Try to blind in try to just hind so when you say hi I’m telling you bye I see no point in drugs just to get high that ain’t something I like No offense we don’t do it to prosper maybe it’s just distracting the mind To take it at ease to lessen the pain to hinder the victims at blame Literally try to substitute with alcohol but that shit doing the same Am I stable am I able to find the vision of mine Pass and the present telling the time if i don’t cutback I’m staying behind That ain’t something I’m looking to unwind Had to press pause keep it at stall and really think to rewind Maybe I’m doubting to find more motive to clim The fear to fall is the distance decision of mine When I come down will I blow up something to keep me out of the cuffs Say I will Change trying to gain but guess you be calling my bluff I am not right I am not wrong no bad or good but both in my lungs I can change for my own good and I didn’t even live in the hood All of the mentality that had grown on me through life I understood Now I’m nineteen trying to face reality but fantasies clearly stood Gotta dream live and out goal and not be left in a hood
I’m the epitome of all the negative energy some how still refuse to let it get to me switch flows like clothes every one dying to Glow ridiculous living on global scale yet tragedy transpired like foreign mail
Every body be checking me, straight on to the next man Any body, every body can see that no way to expand These people tryna hold me back saying things that really just wrecks land wont stop or drop I will not flop doesnt matter if that's checks grand
I’m searching for life I’m seeking for hits I prey to god that I’m sorry For licks I’m sorry for that , I’m sorry this But he not gonna care if I keep doing it , So I had to change Had to grow up And remember this things Be a good person and you’ll get your fame Work for your passion And follow your dreams No time for the comments No time for them fiends They want you to fail But you been taking notes only 16 , got the mind of a 30 year old How far can you go I never know I got these feelings but don’t like to show I got these tears but they never flow I sent them on a ship And that ships gonna row I just want something I can take From starting out bad but now it’s ending so great Up on this world I can feel the time yes Just moving on fast Trying to get my mind set
I been in my bag, I been on my shit, but you already know that that’s just how it is, remember those days I was up until 6, making my lyrics just trying to make hits, I see me somewhere on a yacht with a bitch, while popping on youtube and raising some kids that’s only a dream it’s just something I wish, in 10 years I’ll say that is something I did. All of the people that said I won’t make it, Now you look goofy because you’re mistaken, All of those records I look to be breaking, they say that they fucked with me but they be faking. Now I got drip, I got a fit, now you in summer school, salty and pissed, when you get home put me on your playlist, say you liked me before I was the shit. I’ll never do drugs because I’m a good man, story unfolding according to plan, I’m not like the rappers that’s low to the land, helping my brothers up out of the sand.
Hey, called up my bae,start of the day, I’m finna chill, this **** is dope, this is no joke called up my mom and just got a deal, all I’ve been workin and tryin and tryin is gettin that mil, got all my homies we feelin lowkey, yeah this **** is real, hoppin on the track with no hesitation, toppin all the charts has been my destination, gettin to this bread it’s a demonstration, people say hey man I’m tired of waiting tired of waiting what you waiting for, I’ve been doing music bouta drop some more
I’ve just been doing my thing Hitting the gym and I’m hitting the books Yeah I’m strictly bars ain’t doing no hooks I stunned all the critics I got em all shook Say what you want I don’t care what you say All of those bullets they just ricochet Yeah I’m never stopping no I’m never quitting I stay on my grind and yeah thats everyday About a year back I was down on my luck But now I’m poppin I’m tryna get lucky Been going hard now all my haters love me Just want respect do not care bout the money Just want respect do not care bout the fame No matter what happens I’ll still be the same Yeah you know the name and you the know the aim so I have to ask, Are you not entertained? If practice makes perfect then that’s mean I’m practice One of the greats yeah I made that a habit One of the greats you know that’s automatic No I ain’t tripping stop being dramatic Gimme the loot you know I gotta have it Don’t need nobody not being romantic Inside my head there’s unlimited traffic Bars are so sharp yeah they’ll sink the titanic I’ve just been doing my thing Hitting the gym and I’m hitting the books No I ain’t doing no hook so stop tripping Feel like a vet even though I’m a rook Call me a chef cause these rappers I cook I stole the rap game they call a crook Please be careful about what you think because I’m not somebody you should overlook Wow I need to cool down King of my city I’m taking the crown Still treading water no I’ll never drown I’ll of my haters they acting like clowns End of the show yeah it’s my time to bow I’m just kidding, I ain’t finished for now On my Snapchat no one would add me up Now all the gangsters they come dap me up Haters were counting me out Eh, now they’re counting me in Money and me yeah we’re basically twins I took a few punches yeah straight to the chin I came back from it yeah stronger than ever I’m like a diamond look good under pressure Rappers and me yeah it’s too far to mesure You know I’m winning no matter the weather I’m just speaking facts you know what’s up You know I’m just trying to keep it real Don’t need anything poured in my cup I’m ok right with how I feel Oh my god this guy ain’t letting up Messing with him wouldn’t be ideal MVP like giannis for the bucks You know Up to the sky I point straight up to heaven Through all of that bs it taught me a lesson I stay on my grind 24hrs I day like I was a 7/11 If I shoot you know it’s gon be a swish Not the type to get involved in the hype Not the type of guy to pop any pills But it’s your choice yeah you do what you like Quit playing these games cause this ain’t no Nintendo I’m keeping the tempo you know I’m the greatest for sho I heat up just like an inferno I ball just like Herro I just keep on stacking this dough I’m crazy Know that you miss me I’m untouchable so don’t try to diss me Yeah all of my haters gon try to delete me I got that heat so those missiles gon seek me Sorry I’m not doing that again Play of the year call that ESPN Yeah this beat an apartment I’m paying the rent If this beat is my house I just set it on fire Got aim like a sniper Build up my empire Don’t listen to Twitter Just gotta deliver Keep reaching up higher
Lyrics yall Niggas been counting me out I'm counting my bullets I'm loading my clips I'm writing down names I'm making a list I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit The real ones been dying The fake ones is lit The game is off balance I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty My sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it You all on my dick I'm all in my bag This hard as it get I do not snort powder I might take a sip I might hit the blunt But I'm liable to trip I ain't popping no pill But you do as you wish I roll with some fiends I love 'em to death I got a few mil' But not all of them rich What good is the bread if my niggas is broke? What good is first class if my niggas can't sit? That's my next mission That's why I can't quit Just like LeBron Get my niggas more chips Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist This watch came from Drizzy He gave me a gift Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss They act like two legends cannot coexist But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing If I smoke a rapper It's gon' be legit It won't be for clout It won't be for fame It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane Everything grows It's destined to change I love you lil' niggas I'm glad that you came I hope that you scrape every dollar you can I hope you know money won't erase the pain To the OG's I'm thanking you now Was watching you when you was paving the ground I copied your cadence I mirrored your style I studied the greats I'm the greatest right now Fuck if you feel me You ain't got a choice Now I ain't do no promo Still made all that noise This shit gon' be different I set my intentions I promise to slap all that hate out your voice Niggas been counting me out I'm counting my bullets I'm loading my clips I'm writing down names I'm making a list I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit The real ones been dying The fake ones is lit The game is off balance I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty My sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it You all on my dick I just poured something in my cup I've been wanting something I can feel Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real Foot is on they neck I got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em something they can feel If it ain't 'bout the squad Don't give a fuck Pistol in your hand don't make you real I'm dead in the middle of two generations I'm little bro and big bro all at once Just left the lab with young 21 Savage I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville Straight out the projects No faking, just honest I wish that he had more guidance, for real Too many niggas in cycle of jail Spending they birthdays inside of a cell We coming from a long bloodline of trauma We raised by our mamas Lord we gotta heal We hurting our sisters The babies as well We killing our brothers They poisoned the well Distorted self image We set up to fail I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga I just poured something in my cup I've been wanting something I can feel Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real Foot is on they neck I got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em something they can feel If it ain't 'bout the squad Don't give a fuck Pistol in your hand don't make you real
Tried to start my verse a little differently than the Cole-copies: “I’m the youngest son but in my 20s now Got my older sister and the middle child But that middle child, mama miscarriage It’s up resting home with Malcolm Miller now; With the Luther Kings and the Malcolm X’s I’m blessed with life, tell me why I’m stressin I’m pressed about the hoe that left me guessin And sweating unreceived text messages; Addressing assessing my cause of depression” Just a start
What do you expect steady feeding the flesh never takin the time to let your spirit refresh now your deeper in debt and bleedin regrets just waitin to take your last breath
hopping on the track with no hesitation topping all the charts has been my destination getting to this bread its a demonstration niggas saying tay man im tired of waiting tired of waiting what you waiting for ive been doing music bout to drop some more
The devil been counting me out he's counting my sins, building my guilt I'm not missing church, I'm making him hurt I'm forgiving others and I'm getting forgiven for sure The real one has died, and risen back up The evils off balance, the good guys have won The story was broken, my soul is dirty But that's how we're saved, we're clean and we're loved I'm all in the gospels, don't stop me just yet I do not smoke sticks, I might take a sip I might catch a cigar, but I'm liable to slip I ain't popping no pill, but you do as you wish I've rolled with some fiends, I love em to death I got a few bills but not all of them rich What good is the bread if my cousins is broke? What good is first class if my family can't sit? That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit Just like taco night, get my children more chips Just put the necklace right back on my neck This cross came from wifey, she gave me a gift Back when the RCIA was praying I'd dip They Acts like Stephen get ready for it But I'd never forget Easter Vigil don't trip If the choirs singing, it's gon be legit the mass is on fire, Father Tony just lit The pews up we caught Deacon Chris' message in the ribs The homily hits harder when you're open to this Stick in the moment, stay on the page Everything grows, it's destined to change I love you Hails and Con I'm glad that you came I hope that you get raised strong in Spirit and brains I hope you know money won't erase the pain To my parents and grandparents, I'm thankin' you now Was watching you when you was paving the ground I copied your kindness, I mirrored your style I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now Skip me or play me I'm fine either way Im delivered from evil, the payment is paid This year gon' be different, I set my intentions I promise to walk down the path thats been laid
I ain't got no swag, I'm plain as it gets. I wanna be great, will I make the list? I'm striving for fame, I may never quit. I'm keeping it real, but you ain't gotta diss. Depends how I feel, if I deal with this shit. Cayden, You did your thing, I'm saying you just ain't as big as you claim. I don't care if you rap or if you sing, we'll Co-Exist, just stay in your lane. I'm keeping it calm, no need for the rain. One day we'll all fall, but right now we're the same. I know being worst, brings you some pain. But you gotta get all of this shit, through your brain. I'm not afraid, of taking some aim. Any target I pick, is bound to get slain. It's not cuz they're trash, or if they're lame. I'm just way to fucking up on this game. My flow is plain, my lyrics are great. It's just a thing, I ain't tryna be vain. I feel like a beast, I'm feeling untamed. But that's just so I have respect on my name. I'll work with the best, swear that I will. I'll stay outta jail, won't pop a pill. Won't do no drugs, just keeping it real. Gonna lace up, want something to feel. I'm here for the moment, not here for real. When I die, people will respect the man that was killed...
SinpatheticGaming 13 let me find it on Instagram all Ik is man is don’t post yo bars on here especially if u really tryna be a rapper. Ima look for him
My name is Lex, I came here to flex 💪 So turn up the volume, kick back and relax! My Timberlands dirty, my flow is so dirty, I'll make up some mess, Jump up to my bars with finesse. Don't ask bout what's next, I'm playing and coaching, My squad is so ready and begging for motion, We'll make some explosions, so click on promotions, Or come for a show and get blinded by oceans. Like in the Bird Box, you rappers are blind you can't see the truth, PunIntended not hating you fools, Cause He gots the tools that speak all the truth, That even you haters will like it and say that it's smooth. I came here to win not to lose, I might get high and drink booze, But I'm booking my spot at the rap Hall-Of-Fame while you snooze. All you rappers are fuzz, I don't want you to cry but you mIght get a teardrop all over your eye 👁 Cause I'm punching your dumb piece of shit flow with puns, Talking shit? I'm not walking that talk, my talk runs. Lex Pun Intended outta here
Hey, called up my bae, the start of the day, I'm finna chill, this shit is dope, this is no joke, called up my mom and I just got a deal, all I've been workin' and tryin' and tryin' is gettin' that mill, got all my homies, yeah we feelin lowkey, yeah this shit is real Now find some other lyrics and piece them all together
oh shit my g thank you!! where you from if its america?? its mad you fuck with the accent i wasnt sure they would over there im tryna not sound too british!!
thats what the fuck im talking about bro!! hope you stick around cause that was a 6 hour write up and i guarantee my next one gonna be madness! also you dont have too but if you got a minute would be dope to drop a comment on the video homie 🙌know that shit sounds beggy but we grinding out here😂😂
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not even gon lie. that trumpet go hard
I'm trying to get that trumpet part down na..
I hate that part personally
Rishab A it’s both I think
@@cheezuschrist1102 it makes the beat tf
Dbeaver0420 0:42 - 0:53 Makes the beat, the trumpet was kinda whack
After hearing cole I can't even make a freestyle. He already murdered this beat.
I thought that too lmaooo but ima go at it 💯....Subscribe to my channel for chances to win $$ from listening #SundaySchoolSpade 😇💸
I just did😂
rigghhttt
@LaTina - NiCoLe 💯
MxMiller2 Lolol tbh like the beat done been cremated n all💀
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again.
Good job
This low key goes off lmao this slept on of nobody read it on beat
On gawd you jus did that you ?gotta speed the start of the 2nd up...only a true Lyricist will know wat I'm tlkn about
damn thats better than the original
69th like
Bet this beat will be used for live20 or nba2k20 as a trailer or main theme,🔥💣💥
Faxxx 😂😂😂
@@shemardavis8811"This is my court" or "I'm the One" #AreyoutheOne for NBALive and for NBA2k it'd be #TheGOAT "They will know your name"
I’m shooting this Niigata behind me and he got a friend and she gave me sloppy
Urboyyycarlos main theme would be lot
Faxxx 😂
if i ever become a rapper the youtube comments my ghost writers lmao
Drake's formula in a nutshell lmao
Jacques Lafleur lmfao
😂😂😂
th-cam.com/video/5GOF7K-2OQM/w-d-xo.html Check out thiss middle child remix !
Nigga you know she a leprechaun
And you know also
I'm gonna get that pot of gold like a fossil
Its explorer shit, and you know what I'm with
Like if this was biology
And there's no stopping me
"Love this economy"
I got that broccoli
Like I'm little yachty
Getting honies like bees
Rapping like J. Cole
You know I'm from the streets
I am like migos
With all this Versace
You guys are feeble
And filled with foolery
Flippin these tables
Like I'm flipping these g's
Don't get me started on the real economy
We want a government filled with autonomy
When I get started I know all of you will see
We are slaves in our own mind but we will be free
When people complain it's always bout' he or she
You know that we all want gender equality
Its very sad how many people are hating on others in these comments... Shout out to everyone posting their own lyrics to the beat... (p.s. thats what an instrumental is for!!!)
Thank you like finally someone with a nice heart👍
Finally, thanks
@Yung Tubbie same thing, different wording. IGNORE THE COMMENTS IF YOU HATE IT! SIIIIMPLE!
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Real Talk
You good, T-Minus?
Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names
I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit
The game is off balance
I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty
My sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it
You all on my dick
I'm all in my bag
This hard as it get
I do not snort powder
I might take a sip
I might hit the blunt
But I'm liable to trip
I ain't popping no pill
But you do as you wish
I roll with some fiends
I love 'em to death
I got a few mil'
But not all of them rich
What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?
What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?
That's my next mission
That's why I can't quit
Just like LeBron
Get my niggas more chips
Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
This watch came from Drizzy
He gave me a gift
Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss
They act like two legends cannot coexist
But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing
If I smoke a rapper
It's gon' be legit
It won't be for clout
It won't be for fame
It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same
It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers
It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane
Everything grows
It's destined to change
I love you lil' niggas
I'm glad that you came
I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
I hope you know money won't erase the pain
To the OG's
I'm thanking you now
Was watching you when you was paving the ground
I copied your cadence
I mirrored your style
I studied the greats
I'm the greatest right now
Fuck if you feel me
You ain't got a choice
Now I ain't do no promo
Still made all that noise
This shit gon' be different
I set my intentions
I promise to slap all that hate out your voice
Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names
I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit
The game is off balance
I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty
My sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it
You all on my dick
I just poured something in my cup
I've been wanting something I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck
I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real
I'm dead in the middle of two generations
I'm little bro and big bro all at once
Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville
Straight out the projects
No faking, just honest
I wish that he had more guidance, for real
Too many niggas in cycle of jail
Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
We raised by our mamas
Lord we gotta heal
We hurting our sisters
The babies as well
We killing our brothers
They poisoned the well
Distorted self image
We set up to fail
I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga
I just poured something in my cup
I've been wanting something I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck
I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real
Melody sticking in my head, super original stuff🌊 👀
The horns are sampled.
this beat is one of the hardest I've ever heard
That bass run is the best part💯🔥
I agree, but that little piano alien sound is cool too
The beat is hard just like the original!
truth, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
Im moving my pace, aint leaving a trace,ill just act my self cause anyway they gone hate, i got a full plate, stay out of my way, im writing my verses but aint topping J, im not the greatest, yet im underrated, i stay getting faded, eah im going places, they steady waiting, im losing my patience, dont want to be famous, just want to make bread how long is it taking? Fuck it lets face it, this shit aint no game, jst gotta keep going i walk through the rain,
This fire
nice bro this fire
this fire
frr
[Intro]
(Pink)
Yeah, ay Cole, I’m not gonna lie bro, you got me motivated
I feel like the old me, huh
Let me tell you what’s been on my mind
[Verse 1]
I’m watching the people I know that I’m better than elevate to a hype bigger than mine
The only reason you got you a buzz is because none of your competition even tryin’
They don’t put me in no rap conversation, but nah, I ain’t trippin’, it’s coming in time
Happy you had you a moment but Token back focused to show ’em you don’t got a flow colder than mine
My flow oh, it divine, my flow open thеy mind
Like they doing DMT, I’m the Joе Rogan of rhyme
But don’t choke on the lines, your throat closing ’cause I’m tryna bring smoke like the pope’s chosen in time
And they know no one’s close when I go toe-to-toe so when I give my whole glow moment to shine
Most pose like they blind, don’t open they eyes
Act like they can’t hear me, Hulk Hogan inside
Take it as a lesson
J. Cole dropped now I’m waiting on the Kendrick and if Drizzy don’t deliver then I take it as a message
Gotta put in work, I gotta make it as a legend
Ain’t waiting for the credit, pay way beyond the credit
Bank statement with a message and it says “Great bakery” or maybe where the bread is
Flew her out to L.A., baby look at Venice
Give a bitch a new life but I ain’t gon’ get her pregnant, hell no
[Verse 2]
Leave me alone
East coast kid, cold dick, but I pre heat my hoes
She don’t call me Token, she call me T, oh
Now she tryna sip tea, that bitch got sore throat
Set the record, I’m blessed today
The epidemic was just a phase, the better level of renegade
I’m Eminem when he met with Jay
And tell Atlantic to get me payed, this ain’t no cryptocurrency
But the real Token prolly best investment they ever made, hoe
Talkin’ down to me like I ain’t on the level yet, I bet I sell double tickets on the road
Give her dick with real passion like I’m broke even though we just fuck in my million dollar home
I told him not to bring his pistol with him but he stuck up in his ways and it’s just how it goes
And it kinda do remind me of myself ’cause I’m about to drop a hit, but still wanna hit ’em with that old flow
Get ’em again, I gotta
Sippin’ the gin, imminent sin when I get in my bottle
Legend alive, bet if I die, then they gon’ print my novel
Everyday wine, better with time, I’m on a different cycle
Toke in a whole different zone, oh it’s a moment to hold
Cole you just throw me the bone, I beat all beats you condone
I treat my seat like a throne, I keep like three different hoes
I keep my kids in their throat and I leave ’em each all disowned
I ain’t no role model
[Verse 3]
Tippy-toe with the flow, oh, gotta be quiet
My bitch a home video, oh, you gotta watch it
Her titties sewn, knitted on, wow, she such a doll
And if any foe wanna get at me you can catch me out at Massachusetts
Stupid, happy, absolutely movin’ past the bracket you assume I’m actually belongin’ in
But I got the sponsorship like dude a student athlete
Fuck this beat, I need some action
[Verse 4]
Pick the casket, I’m the kid to pack it in
Kill the track and give it back again like the shit’s an accident
My bad, I’m babbling, back to the topic
I heard Token’s ’bout to drop a project, God it’s nostalgic
It’s been too long, I’m poppin’, I got like all ’em watching
I let them jack my flow, have my flow, fuck that shit, I’m off it
It get awkward when they throw me in a boat with fucking so and so
Knowin’ that I let their moment go, but now I’m owed my own
My vocal tone tell me “Calm it down, relax dog
You proved enough to ’em, just give them the tracks
And when they talk about this new rappers getting their bags I wanna tell ’em all salute”
All comparisons are through
Okay, I gotta get back, cool
My name on the map, that belong on a plaque too
Fact, in fact, it’s feeling it’s past due, true
Comin’ to bat, ooh, it’s me, it’s T
It’s fuckin’ the whole industry if they don’t give me the key
Never Too Different
Gassss
2:09
Yooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💙💙💙💙💙💙
@@JairOGmusic it's token
Want me to make this a song?
Thanks internet city
I'm crying cause this beat I can feel it
I just want something I can feel, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
Some people just sound good because of their music. But J makes the music better with his super hot flow
This the song to come out the tunnel with. GAME TIME!!!!
Damn this beat so official
2:09 🔥 🔥 🔥❤️
heatt
0:39 pretty much the beat i wanted to vibe to. So now I can absorb the beat😈
Im here for the comments. Cole already murdered the beat.
Who's here after Young Thug x gunna Hot
A little bit but hot go harder
No cap hot do go a lil bit harder cause of the flute
the flute on hot automatically makes it go harder but this beat still good cause of the kicks and 808s
Sonunds like a Long, Heavy, Coal powered, Steam engined WW1 Battle ship sails at fullspeed!
Great modern marche. Forget thr lyrics for a while.
This beat is WAY too cold 🥶 sheesh ❄️ ❄️ ❄️ ❄️
It was made in Canada, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
[Intro]
You good, T-Minus?
[Refrain]
Niggas been countin' me out
I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips
I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list
I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit
The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit
The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it, you all on my dick
[Verse 1]
I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get
I do not snort powder, I might take a sip
I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip
I ain't poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish
I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death
I got a few mil' but not all of them rich
What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?
What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?
That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit
Just like LeBron, get my niggas more chips
Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift
Back when the rap game was prayin' I'd diss
They act like two legends cannot coexist
But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothin'
If I smoke a rapper, it's gon' be legit
It won't be for clout, it won't be for fame
It won't be 'cause my shit ain't sellin' the same
It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers
It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane
Everything grows, it's destined to change
I love you lil' niggas, I'm glad that you came
I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
I hope you know money won't erase the pain
To the OGs, I'm thankin' you now
Was watchin' you when you was pavin' the ground
I copied your cadence, I mirrored your style
I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now
Fuck if you feel me, you ain't got a choice
Now I ain't do no promo, still made all that noise
This year gon' be different, I set my intentions
I promise to slap all that hate out your voice
[Refrain]
Niggas been countin' me out
I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips
I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list
I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit
The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit
The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it, you all on my dick
[Chorus]
I just poured somethin' in my cup
I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck, I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real
[Verse 2]
I'm dead in the middle of two generations
I'm little bro and big bro all at once
Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville
Straight out the projects, no fakin', just honest
I wish that he had more guidance, for real
Too many niggas in cycle of jail
Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
We raised by our mamas, Lord we gotta heal
We hurting our sisters, the babies as well
We killing our brothers, they poisoned the well
Distorted self image, we set up to fail
I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga
Or you could just download genius, the place this was copy pasted from.
Shut up you copied this from genius
I appreciate you Thanks! 🤔
Y'all wrong lol💀💀
This was iiittttttt 🔥🔥🔥
From '93, can't you see? Already made the major league
Started at the bottom, now I'm leader of the team
Motivation stays high, got Common's Blue Sky on repeat
Gotta do whatever it takes to keep these brown eyes on the dream
You see, what I'm doing now is more than what it seems
This low profile kid about to step out and reign supreme
I mean, you have to give them a show
Something that they'll beg to see
'Cause an artist's ultimate goal is to leave with a legacy
So I'm on my rise to success, quickly climbing the ladder
With expectations shattered, my enemies are getting madder
You should know when I play the game
I end up with rings like Saturn
Because I never box myself in or try to stick to a pattern
Point is, you're never comfortable riding the fence
So I'ma let you know how it goes and put this thing to rest
You say that you the best? Well I'ma prove that I'm the bestest
Like Rick Ross, I'ma boss! Can't you see that from my necklace?
I'll keep rolling out these strikes, like ten straight X's
Yeah I'm relentess, that's 300 more crossed off my checklist! Man, a rapper as a role model? That's an impossible job!
Well I'm definitely not the first one
But I'll still try to defy the odds, I mean
I like to take it like a puzzle, one piece at a time
Boy you can't put me on a muzzle, I'm never ceasing to rhyme
Yeah my flow's invincible, your show's invisible
They can't hang on, my bars are set too high
Theirs fade away that's why they got no reply
It's funny how I go deep on the play like a pass route
When all I really do is run things - Smashmouth
I cleared my mind good, took the trash out
Completely removed it from the scene just like my last doubt
So when they look at you, they'll think unreliable
But when they see what I've put together
The progress is undeniable!
Man, they can try to hate, people always try to stifle power
I'll rise above anyway and become an icon like the Eiffel Tower
So I wouldn't say I'm underrated, just underestimated
But trust me, I'll be able to know when I made it
'Cause I'll hear it everyday when all the people sayin!
He got that.... Now you'll look back like 'Aww, I should have known it!'
'Cause this time right here will always be my moment
They may want to copy my style, try to find a way to clone it
I'll do everything in my power to never ever condone it
This my hustle and grind and I will forever own it
That's why I'll never feel the need to back down from any opponent
Man, I can't hear y'all, I'm all the way turnt up
My flow ran across your flow and left yours burnt up!
I keep it cool in the shade, but I still end up stunnin'
'Cause I'm sharpening my blade from all this runnin' and gunnin'
I'm ready to go hunting for the money and get more bang for my buck
Stack the cash in the back, and the antlers in my trunk
Everyone who used to be in front 'bout to be outta luck
'Cause I'll be shooting down whatever they lobbed up, those lame ducks
Who are blind to the fact that I got a grind like Royce Da 5'9
I'm inclined to break your spine and leave you paralyzed
The day you find out that I'm lyrically defined will leave you terrified
It'll put a spinnin' in ya head from these beats that I administer
Guess that's what happens in a game so sinister
So if I'm not a starter, you can bet that I'ma finisher!
CR Productions that shit was ass
@@ybyoufried it really wasnt that bad. Actually better then most mainstream "lil" rappers
not even yours bro
not the rap but the game. the game not yours. you gotta do better on a beat like this
CR Productions i likee this💯🔥
Dog,WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?(Don’t worry I just didn’t understand the lyrics,keep doin you and you gon be one of the best in the game)
Thank you.. I can now study 📖
hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
“Hot by Young thug” sounds close to this..💀
Fr that where I came from, all the comments talkin bout they sound similar.
Yo I just wanna say that for 2 months I've been trying to find the song that sound the the the for beat in middle child so I thought let me look at comments and you my friend have like literally I've been looking for the song I listened to hot and I was like this is the song so thanks
DasiaaVinshà not really. t-minus made both beats so is probably just that lol
Bro its just a Trumpet
@@austinduryea5214 same
This track is too dope!! Cole and K.R.I.T. Definitely killin ish right now 🤙
Hellrayza Jones ppl been sleeping on BIG KRIT been listening since he was on live long asap
Niggas been counting me out,
Counting my pockets, don’t know what about,
Do it for money or do it for hunnies,
Don’t matter to me when the Bentley’s come out,
Barely come out,
Look the amount,
Can’t take a step without getting around,
Niggas is grimey, and bitches conniving,
It’s seeming like nothing will ever work out,
All in my bag, keep the amount,
Heart over swag, and I hope that it count,
Niggas I grew up w it don’t make it out,
That mean Im prolly not gon make it out,
So I put everything, all that I have,
Hoping that nothing turn something to blast,
Hunnids on hunnids, for none of it back,
Bitch I be lyin if I try n act,
Like ion get tempted, ion get cheesed,
Niggas be watching from outside the screen,
her name is Lucy and his name is Lucy and both of them niggas should know what I mean,
Loading them choppas, and gripping them yoppas,
I hope that you know that it can’t be yo dream,
Bitch I be lyin if I say Im dying cuz my soul don left before I hit the beat, yuh
Niggas been counting me out,
Counting my pockets, don’t know what about,
Do it for money or do it for hunnies,
Don’t matter to me when the Bentley’s come out,
Barely come out,
Look the amount,
Can’t take a step without getting around,
Niggas is grimey, and bitches conniving,
It’s seeming like nothing will ever work out,
Shit actually underrated lmao
tha shii hard bro 💯
Raiderman559 I make music look up YNGDEZ
ObscureRaps I make music look up YNGDEZ
Holyyyy shitttt
Internet City nostalgia
Part of the what it do crew
I aired this beat all they way out, fr my shits a fire track that Im proud of so, Shout out to J.Cole and everyone who had something to do with making this track, it inspired me to throw some fire bars to this shit and kill it so I appreciate yall and your hard work! Ill track fa sure! Some of my favorite metaphors I wrote and just the bars I wrote for this were just so dope in general so im stoked on having the shit at my finger tips fr fr.. Watch out I jus may grace the world one day hahaha
Yo I can't even see anyones lyrics because all the comments are about them 😂
My clip can rap fast as a speeding bullet
Intro
Still tripping off x
Still tripping off everything burrowed into my head
Can’t see nothing clear at all maybe I’m dead
Maybe it’s fair maybe I am
Not the best person that I clam I am
I may say I am cool I may say I am fine
But not entirely saying what’s right
Guess I living the basic of life
I see love ones die I don’t even cry
See through people’s disguise
Maybe I’m sick in the head or maybe I see through a third eye
I can not speak or can not reply on my own opinions of mine
Try to blind in try to just hind so when you say hi I’m telling you bye
I see no point in drugs just to get high that ain’t something I like
No offense we don’t do it to prosper maybe it’s just distracting the mind
To take it at ease to lessen the pain to hinder the victims at blame
Literally try to substitute with alcohol but that shit doing the same
Am I stable am I able to find the vision of mine
Pass and the present telling the time if i don’t cutback I’m staying behind
That ain’t something I’m looking to unwind
Had to press pause keep it at stall and really think to rewind
Maybe I’m doubting to find more motive to clim
The fear to fall is the distance decision of mine
When I come down will I blow up something to keep me out of the cuffs
Say I will Change trying to gain but guess you be calling my bluff
I am not right I am not wrong no bad or good but both in my lungs
I can change for my own good and I didn’t even live in the hood
All of the mentality that had grown on me through life I understood
Now I’m nineteen trying to face reality but fantasies clearly stood
Gotta dream live and out goal and not be left in a hood
RAMSRAL TheUnknown be my writer
Will you credit me?
RAMSRAL TheUnknown yea you will part of the song writing and receive royalty
Dj Lawson I can do that for now
This is a legit bar that would go hard on the intro
This beat is hard! Keep Going boss.
I’m the epitome of all the negative energy some how still refuse to let it get to me switch flows like clothes every one dying to Glow ridiculous living on global scale yet tragedy transpired like foreign mail
Every second in the beat connects ❤️🔥6solid🔥👽🔥🎶🔥
Every body be checking me, straight on to the next man
Any body, every body can see that no way to expand
These people tryna hold me back saying things that really just wrecks land
wont stop or drop I will not flop doesnt matter if that's checks grand
The beat is lit🤯
This has me motivated to put in some work!
frr brooo gotta do it no matter
I’m searching for life
I’m seeking for hits
I prey to god that I’m sorry
For licks
I’m sorry for that , I’m sorry this
But he not gonna care if I keep doing it ,
So I had to change
Had to grow up
And remember this things
Be a good person and you’ll get your fame
Work for your passion
And follow your dreams
No time for the comments
No time for them fiends
They want you to fail
But you been taking notes
only 16 , got the mind of a 30 year old
How far can you go
I never know
I got these feelings but don’t like to show
I got these tears but they never flow
I sent them on a ship
And that ships gonna row
I just want something I can take
From starting out bad but now it’s ending so great
Up on this world I can feel the time yes
Just moving on fast
Trying to get my mind set
Is this your rap?
This is dope
Bro i hope this will make it to nba 2k20 or live 20 this is 🔥🔥
most likely, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
T-Minus and J Cole together are like MJ and Scotty Pippen when it comes to samples / beats.
I been in my bag, I been on my shit, but you already know that that’s just how it is, remember those days I was up until 6, making my lyrics just trying to make hits, I see me somewhere on a yacht with a bitch, while popping on youtube and raising some kids that’s only a dream it’s just something I wish, in 10 years I’ll say that is something I did. All of the people that said I won’t make it, Now you look goofy because you’re mistaken, All of those records I look to be breaking, they say that they fucked with me but they be faking. Now I got drip, I got a fit, now you in summer school, salty and pissed, when you get home put me on your playlist, say you liked me before I was the shit. I’ll never do drugs because I’m a good man, story unfolding according to plan, I’m not like the rappers that’s low to the land, helping my brothers up out of the sand.
PERFECT INSTRUMENTAL
This beat was made in the hospital bed because its sick!!🔊💨😷🎺
Hack man haven’t heard someone use the word sick as slang since 2014
tminus, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
Put some ice on that roast
this is my walkup song for baseball
; thats how hype it is
Christine Li-Grining we twins brooooo
My God you killed this 🔥🔥🔥🔥🙌🏿🙌🏿
Its mine and other peoples God and you used his name in a bad way
The trumpet do go hard no cap 🧢
It’s sound clean🤤🤤
Whyyyyyyyy????? WHY is this Soo GOOD!
Hey, called up my bae,start of the day, I’m finna chill, this **** is dope, this is no joke called up my mom and just got a deal, all I’ve been workin and tryin and tryin is gettin that mil, got all my homies we feelin lowkey, yeah this **** is real, hoppin on the track with no hesitation, toppin all the charts has been my destination, gettin to this bread it’s a demonstration, people say hey man I’m tired of waiting tired of waiting what you waiting for, I’ve been doing music bouta drop some more
Dis beat fire no cap
Thank you @D-Ace
formal we needed this, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
hi hats are perfect 👊👊👊
This is truly 🔥bro good job💯well done
he did very well, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
fucking hot feels like old times damn fucking hell yeah this beat makes this song
2:12 to 2:41 the best part of the beat
This what the dirty south sound like🔥
I’ve just been doing my thing
Hitting the gym and I’m hitting the books
Yeah I’m strictly bars ain’t doing no hooks
I stunned all the critics I got em all shook
Say what you want I don’t care what you say
All of those bullets they just ricochet
Yeah I’m never stopping no I’m never quitting I stay on my grind and yeah thats everyday
About a year back I was down on my luck
But now I’m poppin I’m tryna get lucky
Been going hard now all my haters love me
Just want respect do not care bout the money
Just want respect do not care bout the fame
No matter what happens I’ll still be the same
Yeah you know the name and you the know the aim so I have to ask, Are you not entertained?
If practice makes perfect then that’s mean I’m practice
One of the greats yeah I made that a habit
One of the greats you know that’s automatic
No I ain’t tripping stop being dramatic
Gimme the loot you know I gotta have it
Don’t need nobody not being romantic
Inside my head there’s unlimited traffic
Bars are so sharp yeah they’ll sink the titanic
I’ve just been doing my thing
Hitting the gym and I’m hitting the books
No I ain’t doing no hook so stop tripping
Feel like a vet even though I’m a rook
Call me a chef cause these rappers I cook
I stole the rap game they call a crook
Please be careful about what you think because I’m not somebody you should overlook
Wow I need to cool down
King of my city I’m taking the crown
Still treading water no I’ll never drown
I’ll of my haters they acting like clowns
End of the show yeah it’s my time to bow
I’m just kidding, I ain’t finished for now
On my Snapchat no one would add me up
Now all the gangsters they come dap me up
Haters were counting me out
Eh, now they’re counting me in
Money and me yeah we’re basically twins
I took a few punches yeah straight to the chin
I came back from it yeah stronger than ever
I’m like a diamond look good under pressure
Rappers and me yeah it’s too far to mesure
You know I’m winning no matter the weather
I’m just speaking facts you know what’s up
You know I’m just trying to keep it real
Don’t need anything poured in my cup
I’m ok right with how I feel
Oh my god this guy ain’t letting up
Messing with him wouldn’t be ideal
MVP like giannis for the bucks
You know
Up to the sky I point straight up to heaven
Through all of that bs it taught me a lesson
I stay on my grind 24hrs I day like I was a 7/11
If I shoot you know it’s gon be a swish
Not the type to get involved in the hype
Not the type of guy to pop any pills
But it’s your choice yeah you do what you like
Quit playing these games cause this ain’t no Nintendo I’m keeping the tempo you know I’m the greatest for sho
I heat up just like an inferno I ball just like Herro I just keep on stacking this dough
I’m crazy
Know that you miss me
I’m untouchable so don’t try to diss me
Yeah all of my haters gon try to delete me
I got that heat so those missiles gon seek me
Sorry I’m not doing that again
Play of the year call that ESPN
Yeah this beat an apartment I’m paying the rent
If this beat is my house I just set it on fire
Got aim like a sniper
Build up my empire
Don’t listen to Twitter
Just gotta deliver
Keep reaching up higher
Damn bro these your bars???
@@lilgelo22 yeah bro this one of the first things I ever wrote
@@Mase_13respect bro, this heat
@@lilgelo22 preciate you bro check out Rockstar Beats “Churchill Downs instrumental” i got some bars on that one too
"EPIC BEAT" LEGENDARY TUNES.🤣
Lyrics yall
Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names
I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit
The game is off balance
I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty
My sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it
You all on my dick
I'm all in my bag
This hard as it get
I do not snort powder
I might take a sip
I might hit the blunt
But I'm liable to trip
I ain't popping no pill
But you do as you wish
I roll with some fiends
I love 'em to death
I got a few mil'
But not all of them rich
What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?
What good is first class if my niggas can't sit?
That's my next mission
That's why I can't quit
Just like LeBron
Get my niggas more chips
Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
This watch came from Drizzy
He gave me a gift
Back when the rap game was praying I'd diss
They act like two legends cannot coexist
But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothing
If I smoke a rapper
It's gon' be legit
It won't be for clout
It won't be for fame
It won't be 'cause my shit ain't selling the same
It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers
It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane
Everything grows
It's destined to change
I love you lil' niggas
I'm glad that you came
I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
I hope you know money won't erase the pain
To the OG's
I'm thanking you now
Was watching you when you was paving the ground
I copied your cadence
I mirrored your style
I studied the greats
I'm the greatest right now
Fuck if you feel me
You ain't got a choice
Now I ain't do no promo
Still made all that noise
This shit gon' be different
I set my intentions
I promise to slap all that hate out your voice
Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names
I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit
The game is off balance
I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty
My sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it
You all on my dick
I just poured something in my cup
I've been wanting something I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck
I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real
I'm dead in the middle of two generations
I'm little bro and big bro all at once
Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville
Straight out the projects
No faking, just honest
I wish that he had more guidance, for real
Too many niggas in cycle of jail
Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
We raised by our mamas
Lord we gotta heal
We hurting our sisters
The babies as well
We killing our brothers
They poisoned the well
Distorted self image
We set up to fail
I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga
I just poured something in my cup
I've been wanting something I can feel
Promise I am never lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on they neck
I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em something they can feel
If it ain't 'bout the squad
Don't give a fuck
Pistol in your hand don't make you real
This is played at are football games and always get are team hyped
I can relate to the title dead ass
This is actually lethal
lmfao
Had to come back here after hearing "Hot" by Thugger and Gunna😥
This is really accurate
Play this at .75 speed please y’all 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
U trippin that sounds like horror music 😂
@@fudmucker1000 it kind of sounds like lowfi
U stupid shut up
1.25🥱
T Minus- The producer
Lol just a bunch of Cole flows in the comments.
😂 no originality.
Amber Gully You hear me? Why can I rap their lyrics based off Coles flow? Lmao.
The people don’t understand lol
Logan Fountain 💯😂😂
Tried to start my verse a little differently than the Cole-copies:
“I’m the youngest son but in my 20s now
Got my older sister and the middle child
But that middle child, mama miscarriage
It’s up resting home with Malcolm Miller now;
With the Luther Kings and the Malcolm X’s
I’m blessed with life, tell me why I’m stressin
I’m pressed about the hoe that left me guessin
And sweating unreceived text messages;
Addressing assessing my cause of depression”
Just a start
What do you expect steady feeding the flesh never takin the time to let your spirit refresh now your deeper in debt and bleedin regrets just waitin to take your last breath
Best one on TH-cam
Nailed it king
This is dope man, top quality good shit!!
real talk, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
At 2.0 now it's a funky dance song
Nice job!
facts, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
I love the trumpet
hopping on the track with no hesitation
topping all the charts has been my destination
getting to this bread its a demonstration
niggas saying tay man im tired of waiting
tired of waiting what you waiting for
ive been doing music bout to drop some more
🔥
They played this beat at my school for 8th grade graduatetion
you need to take your non spelling ass back to the 8th grade
Now, I was a bit skeptical if they actually played this at your graduation but after looking at your spelling you couldn't have graduated yet.
this shit relaxing asf
1:17 with earphones on 😩
YEAHH🗣🗣🔥🔥🥶🥶🥵🥵
T minus was in tge pocket with that one.
Damn that 808 hits hard
What’s an 808??
@@NotHunter_18The Bass
The devil been counting me out
he's counting my sins, building my guilt
I'm not missing church, I'm making him hurt
I'm forgiving others and I'm getting forgiven for sure
The real one has died, and risen back up
The evils off balance, the good guys have won
The story was broken, my soul is dirty
But that's how we're saved, we're clean and we're loved
I'm all in the gospels, don't stop me just yet
I do not smoke sticks, I might take a sip
I might catch a cigar, but I'm liable to slip
I ain't popping no pill, but you do as you wish
I've rolled with some fiends, I love em to death
I got a few bills but not all of them rich
What good is the bread if my cousins is broke?
What good is first class if my family can't sit?
That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit
Just like taco night, get my children more chips
Just put the necklace right back on my neck
This cross came from wifey, she gave me a gift
Back when the RCIA was praying I'd dip
They Acts like Stephen get ready for it
But I'd never forget Easter Vigil don't trip
If the choirs singing, it's gon be legit
the mass is on fire, Father Tony just lit
The pews up we caught Deacon Chris' message in the ribs
The homily hits harder when you're open to this
Stick in the moment, stay on the page
Everything grows, it's destined to change
I love you Hails and Con I'm glad that you came
I hope that you get raised strong in Spirit and brains
I hope you know money won't erase the pain
To my parents and grandparents, I'm thankin' you now
Was watching you when you was paving the ground
I copied your kindness, I mirrored your style
I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now
Skip me or play me I'm fine either way
Im delivered from evil, the payment is paid
This year gon' be different, I set my intentions
I promise to walk down the path thats been laid
I feel like I just watched a InternetCity video...
#WhatItDoCrew rep it 👍
that horn is incredible
this is my story here we go
my name is Anthony I’m a middle child
I was here for Internet city intro and outro
why everybody bitin Cole’s flow in the comments? try to be original and creative at least damn
Alex Macdon lmao I was literally just telling my homie that 😂😂😂😂
They haven't found their voice yet.
that why I made my own track with my own style to it, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
@@YannickMakesmusic123 I hit it, and here is my thought: you should probably practice more in the comments.
Edit: ;D
@@pappapaps what do you mean by in the comments?
all I see is flames
I ain't got no swag, I'm plain as it gets.
I wanna be great, will I make the list?
I'm striving for fame, I may never quit.
I'm keeping it real, but you ain't gotta diss.
Depends how I feel, if I deal with this shit.
Cayden, You did your thing, I'm saying you just ain't as big as you claim.
I don't care if you rap or if you sing, we'll Co-Exist, just stay in your lane.
I'm keeping it calm, no need for the rain.
One day we'll all fall, but right now we're the same.
I know being worst, brings you some pain.
But you gotta get all of this shit, through your brain.
I'm not afraid, of taking some aim.
Any target I pick, is bound to get slain.
It's not cuz they're trash, or if they're lame.
I'm just way to fucking up on this game.
My flow is plain, my lyrics are great.
It's just a thing, I ain't tryna be vain.
I feel like a beast, I'm feeling untamed.
But that's just so I have respect on my name.
I'll work with the best, swear that I will.
I'll stay outta jail, won't pop a pill.
Won't do no drugs, just keeping it real.
Gonna lace up, want something to feel. I'm here for the moment, not here for real. When I die, people will respect the man that was killed...
soundcloud.com/jaybreezyraps/middle-child-j-cole-x-jaybreezy-mash-up-happy-birthday-big-bro
I saw someone freestyle to this and they took yo bars. Do u care?
Kvng Chris 23 Yeah, actually. Who did it?
SinpatheticGaming 13 let me find it on Instagram all Ik is man is don’t post yo bars on here especially if u really tryna be a rapper. Ima look for him
Unless you’re still young like 13 or 14 that was good. But if you really wanna be a rapper my guy do better
Will be on my new mix tape
This shit on some level🔥🔥
next level levels, hit up my page for my middle child remix let me know what you think
one dope beat
My name is Lex, I came here to flex 💪
So turn up the volume, kick back and relax!
My Timberlands dirty, my flow is so dirty, I'll make up some mess,
Jump up to my bars with finesse.
Don't ask bout what's next, I'm playing and coaching,
My squad is so ready and begging for motion,
We'll make some explosions, so click on promotions,
Or come for a show and get blinded by oceans.
Like in the Bird Box, you rappers are blind you can't see the truth,
PunIntended not hating you fools,
Cause He gots the tools that speak all the truth,
That even you haters will like it and say that it's smooth.
I came here to win not to lose,
I might get high and drink booze,
But I'm booking my spot at the rap
Hall-Of-Fame while you snooze.
All you rappers are fuzz,
I don't want you to cry
but you mIght get a teardrop all over your eye 👁
Cause I'm punching your dumb piece of shit flow with puns,
Talking shit? I'm not walking that talk, my talk runs.
Lex Pun Intended outta here
Shit goes hard!!!!!
Trust Saylee thanks daawg 🙏 check out the full cover on our page here! Let me know what do you think about it after hearing in your headphones 🎧
I finna make this my ringtone
Hey, called up my bae, the start of the day, I'm finna chill, this shit is dope, this is no joke, called up my mom and I just got a deal, all I've been workin' and tryin' and tryin' is gettin' that mill, got all my homies, yeah we feelin lowkey, yeah this shit is real
Now find some other lyrics and piece them all together
okay dude i will
@@YungLit oh god I cringed so hard at this
@@YungLit LOL I used to post stuff like this
@@OhStylerrYT ooo
dude make mc stan type beat with indian instumets
Yo G Wow Fire 🔥
bro i used your beat to make a song!!! thank you for this beat i hope you like my remix!
AlienCholez I just peeped it out👀 I fw with the accent and the flow💯‼️
oh shit my g thank you!! where you from if its america?? its mad you fuck with the accent i wasnt sure they would over there im tryna not sound too british!!
AlienCholez I’m from Mississippi & yeah they fw British accents over here
thats what the fuck im talking about bro!! hope you stick around cause that was a 6 hour write up and i guarantee my next one gonna be madness!
also you dont have too but if you got a minute would be dope to drop a comment on the video homie 🙌know that shit sounds beggy but we grinding out here😂😂
Yo your remix is dope I subed so you better keep it up with the fire content!