I’ve had enuff of dis shit Thinking back to the past It was dark n I was Surrounded in it I was drowning in it I was drowning in sorrow Shit had my heart feeling so hollow So cold dat my heart turnt froze I was on my 1s I was on my own like Zorro Now I’m moving forward Pedal to the metal Yh I’m hitting full throttle No looking back Only forward When I fuck up dis track Aiming for the top Can’t stop Won’t stop Never drop Won’t flop I’ll be Chasing stacks Getting racks Getting money in the bank No cap dats a fact No cap no cap No cap its fact
I WAS TRAPPED IN THE TRAP BECAUSE THE TRAP WAS MY HOME I HAD TOO BREAK MY MOMS ADDICTIO LIKE I WAS ADDICTED ASWELL I WAS AS RAISED IN THE STREETS THATS WHERE I HAD TOO RAIS MYSELF I HAD TO DO IT ON MY ONES I NEVER TRIED TOO ASK FOR HELP IT WAS BREAD LINE LIVING WITH NO CARPETS OR A COUTCH WE WAS SUBJECT TOO NEGLECT N YET STILL SEEN THE BELT..💯
I'm so lost in a world of black seas now Lost in the water got me looking for the keys now I don't know myself I prolly switch up on my g's now I drink half the bottle just to dash away the fee's now I chose all these things I know I take all the blame I put it on me I know All these goofy human tryna block me I know All these fake dudes say they run the fucking cold Drama Fuck the drama I only came to get the mothafuckin' moola (brr) Yo' bitch will fuck me then she get me all the moola Flip her over like I'm reading kama sutra, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Comma, comma, comma, comma, yeah-yeah (brr) Step close face my katana, yeah-yeah All my niggas whippin' in the honda All around the world I move like I'm a panorama, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Can't you tell I've lost my patience I'm so new with all these changes Old band kids I've made these changes Test my life I'll make you brainless I'm insane that's a shame for my life now Book myself a flight and take my ass away from life now Fourteen god damn shots he's dead Things I do with all this money got up in my head Black seas I might move away from over black seas Got me staying up for days black seas The cocaine kills and black seas I'm so bad now 'Cause black seasq Got a human (jesus) saying please man, please Can't you see the fucking marks on my knees I'm never going back to the black e
Had to take a risk I ain’t tryna work 9 to5 last week bro go 3 bills but I ain’t satisfied pushing weight just stacking thies pounds they hate on he kid but they ain’t got heart call me Jason tapped in my head I’ll slice man’s wig them man writing statements then end up on the wing got it locked off you ain’t safe in the bin
Yo, Dressed Nike in the night Doing man right (Tick) Dashing in my Jordan Man's taking *A* flight Pushing racks on racks Used to go rounds on push bikes Now we skate in whips Whether it is day or night Now days, we be skating in Lambos Man finna get-get cooked like Nandos Jakes on the road, so we throwing off the Rambos When in fact hand hoes are left safe in the back doors Man never held corn Why they speak on the net Then infront o' man, they do it on the-go But I'm a ghost I be scary in the night Why they switching sides When man wasn't really doing - Alright..? It doesn't feel right I'm ending here the trip I'm dropping off the ride Never had to shoot man to feel the pride I'm doing good not bad, I ain't no waste-man In a creepy waste-land, We living fine and doing fine 6 figures done spent, I feel like 6lack Dressed in black, you won't feel my strive Now I'm wasting P's when I'm having dine I don't like bitches, they wanna feel light They waste man's time I feel like Salah cah I'm living my prime I'm on a Meekz's type beat, but man already got his own style I'm dressed in black though, even though I'm white I got bare Niggas that are bros who I like They gave the pass, cah we bros for life I ticked a man for his "Louis bag", now you know that we dripping right Why you copy tings? you shouldn't be alike Or shouldn't be alive, I got my life and my own style Anyways, I am dropping off the beat after that crime I beat up the beat, that the beat been calling for "TIME" They asking me, If I'm fine, I reply with: "Sometimes" That is why I write stuff, just to feel alright Find me someone in the comments section got the same hype Or even someone that can do the same for them rhymes I killed a beat with a comment but I'm innocent I'm just trynna make dimes, alright..?! Ahlieeeeee BAPP
Listen (Aye) (Aye, Aye, Aye) (Aye) Dis is da life dat I choose Da life dat I’m living Da life ive been given Soon to be covered in gold Like a pharaoe N des VVs glistening Listen Aye aye aye Aye Listen up Lil melts I don’t do for this the clout But No doubt If u be running ur mouth I’ll be coming back round Blacked out whip Big sticks, full clips Roll da windows down N des pricks getting sprayed now Sprayed up, Sprayed down (Grrrrrr bow) When I’m letting of rounds Got des Hollow tips making dem big boy sounds
Listen Aye Aye, Aye, Aye Dis is da life dat I choose Da life dat I’m living Da life ive been given Soon to be covered in gold Like a pharaoe N des VVs glistening Listen Aye aye aye Listen Listen up Lil melts I don’t do for this the clout But No doubt If u be running ur mouth I’ll be coming back round Blacked out whip Big sticks Roll da windows down N des pricks getting sprayed now Sprayed up, Sprayed down
Its not, always sunny, Fucking things up with my Mummzy, going through the world, and am always clumsy, Only can afford horrible, drummie pain left in my Gummie, as had bad rotten tooth,, OMDS am Comidan and that shit makes me funny, hopefully one day ill find my Honey, working and working my arse of for my money , eat all foods, so it up sets my Tummy, Old times, as a kid watching brummie, where 've chilled we the lads who need there Dummies And, crying to there, parents, am out we the old, I can be so Cold , I just need change and do as am Told, wearing hats, and that , shit turning me Bold, so many good Clothes, and other things have owned , and I've sold them, I felt like I was below them, ill hopefully show them, in my Storys ill tell them, get on any beat and ill shell them, any poor when I get big ill help them, Ay ay ay ay ay Am coming back in time, every minute ill be on time, dictionary learnt me to Ryme, am fucked up in my mind,
Lately I’ve been chasing doe like a banker, bro got a five on the side What a stupid wanker I put my hands together an make a prayer I’m still waiting for an answer There’s guys killing there own like cancer I know dirty girls an I know bad b’s Who are dirty dancers She want a lion like mufasa Tell her move faster Smoking on the devils lettuce Woulda thought I was a Rasta They said they don’t rate me Now they preach my words like a pastor
i’ve smoked weed ive done stress finally i’m right 17 got my first bunk bed now i’m getting funds in fiends from the game youtes got youngers running peddling crack on push bikes dressed nike in the night
"I cant believe theyre making meekz type beats"
Makes my knees quite weak
@@dutchshewas1480 shit they even tryna speak like me
I don't wanna be like me
@@stevedaskkrr6193 now they go to youtube and type me
Now they go on TH-cam and type me but be like me that’s highly unlikely
Need more beats like this
Wow this beat is absolutely fire I just subbed keep smashing!
Someone’s knees are weak right now
Hard bro ☔
Unreal
just dropped a tune to this
Your saying that so proudly my guy... True say it's fire but real quick there shouldn't be a rapper that hasn't got flow to this 🔥
Hard
Hard!
This ones waveyyy styll🔥🐐
🥶🥶🥶
This is wavey as fuck
Frrfrrr
One hunnahhh
🌊🌊
I’ve had enuff of dis shit
Thinking back to the past
It was dark n I was
Surrounded in it
I was drowning in it
I was drowning in sorrow
Shit had my heart feeling so hollow
So cold dat my heart turnt froze
I was on my 1s
I was on my own like Zorro
Now I’m moving forward
Pedal to the metal
Yh I’m hitting full throttle
No looking back
Only forward
When I fuck up dis track
Aiming for the top
Can’t stop
Won’t stop
Never drop
Won’t flop
I’ll be Chasing stacks
Getting racks
Getting money in the bank
No cap dats a fact
No cap no cap
No cap its fact
Heat🔥
Makes my knees quite weak
💥💥💥
🔥
Hardddd 💨
Tell me what’s the plan what’s the plan weigh up little grams
Got the bubble bubbling but now the bubble popped
I WAS TRAPPED IN THE TRAP
BECAUSE THE TRAP WAS MY HOME
I HAD TOO BREAK MY MOMS ADDICTIO
LIKE I WAS ADDICTED ASWELL
I WAS AS RAISED IN THE STREETS
THATS WHERE I HAD TOO RAIS MYSELF
I HAD TO DO IT ON MY ONES
I NEVER TRIED TOO ASK FOR HELP
IT WAS BREAD LINE LIVING
WITH NO CARPETS OR A COUTCH
WE WAS SUBJECT TOO NEGLECT
N YET STILL SEEN THE BELT..💯
I'm so lost in a world of black seas now
Lost in the water got me looking for the keys now
I don't know myself I prolly switch up on my g's now
I drink half the bottle just to dash away the fee's now
I chose all these things I know
I take all the blame I put it on me I know
All these goofy human tryna block me I know
All these fake dudes say they run the fucking cold
Drama
Fuck the drama
I only came to get the mothafuckin' moola (brr)
Yo' bitch will fuck me then she get me all the moola
Flip her over like I'm reading kama sutra, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Comma, comma, comma, comma, yeah-yeah (brr)
Step close face my katana, yeah-yeah
All my niggas whippin' in the honda
All around the world
I move like I'm a panorama, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Can't you tell I've lost my patience
I'm so new with all these changes
Old band kids I've made these changes
Test my life I'll make you brainless
I'm insane that's a shame for my life now
Book myself a flight and take my ass away from life now
Fourteen god damn shots he's dead
Things I do with all this money got up in my head
Black seas
I might move away from over black seas
Got me staying up for days black seas
The cocaine kills and black seas
I'm so bad now
'Cause black seasq
Got a human (jesus) saying please man, please
Can't you see the fucking marks on my knees
I'm never going back to the black e
Dead
never write bars again
allow itt not no Akz beat, this gon be my beat fuck the copyright man gone post a banger to dis. mi nah care
Had to take a risk I ain’t tryna work 9 to5 last week bro go 3 bills but I ain’t satisfied pushing weight just stacking thies pounds they hate on he kid but they ain’t got heart call me Jason tapped in my head I’ll slice man’s wig them man writing statements then end up on the wing got it locked off you ain’t safe in the bin
Yo,
Dressed Nike in the night
Doing man right (Tick)
Dashing in my Jordan
Man's taking *A* flight
Pushing racks on racks
Used to go rounds on push bikes
Now we skate in whips
Whether it is day or night
Now days, we be skating in Lambos
Man finna get-get cooked like Nandos
Jakes on the road, so we throwing off the Rambos
When in fact hand hoes are left safe in the back doors
Man never held corn
Why they speak on the net
Then infront o' man, they do it on the-go
But I'm a ghost
I be scary in the night
Why they switching sides
When man wasn't really doing - Alright..?
It doesn't feel right
I'm ending here the trip
I'm dropping off the ride
Never had to shoot man to feel the pride
I'm doing good not bad, I ain't no waste-man
In a creepy waste-land, We living fine and doing fine
6 figures done spent, I feel like 6lack
Dressed in black, you won't feel my strive
Now I'm wasting P's when I'm having dine
I don't like bitches, they wanna feel light
They waste man's time
I feel like Salah cah I'm living my prime
I'm on a Meekz's type beat, but man already got his own style
I'm dressed in black though, even though I'm white
I got bare Niggas that are bros who I like
They gave the pass, cah we bros for life
I ticked a man for his "Louis bag", now you know that we dripping right
Why you copy tings? you shouldn't be alike
Or shouldn't be alive, I got my life and my own style
Anyways, I am dropping off the beat after that crime
I beat up the beat, that the beat been calling for "TIME"
They asking me, If I'm fine, I reply with: "Sometimes"
That is why I write stuff, just to feel alright
Find me someone in the comments section got the same hype
Or even someone that can do the same for them rhymes
I killed a beat with a comment but I'm innocent
I'm just trynna make dimes, alright..?!
Ahlieeeeee
BAPP
Listen
(Aye)
(Aye, Aye, Aye)
(Aye)
Dis is da life dat I choose
Da life dat I’m living
Da life ive been given
Soon to be covered in gold
Like a pharaoe
N des VVs glistening
Listen
Aye aye aye
Aye
Listen up
Lil melts
I don’t do for this the clout
But No doubt
If u be running ur mouth
I’ll be coming back round
Blacked out whip
Big sticks, full clips
Roll da windows down
N des pricks getting sprayed now
Sprayed up, Sprayed down
(Grrrrrr bow)
When I’m letting of rounds
Got des Hollow tips
making dem big boy sounds
Back again Why they chatting on my name I make bread invest and go my on way stop hatin on mine
Listen
Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye
Dis is da life dat I choose
Da life dat I’m living
Da life ive been given
Soon to be covered in gold
Like a pharaoe
N des VVs glistening
Listen
Aye aye aye
Listen
Listen up
Lil melts
I don’t do for this the clout
But No doubt
If u be running ur mouth
I’ll be coming back round
Blacked out whip
Big sticks
Roll da windows down
N des pricks getting sprayed now
Sprayed up, Sprayed down
put dat and da ruins the cohesiveness and pronunciation of the whole track
Its not, always sunny,
Fucking things up with my Mummzy, going through the world,
and am always clumsy,
Only can afford horrible,
drummie pain left in my Gummie, as had bad rotten tooth,,
OMDS am Comidan and that shit makes me funny,
hopefully one day ill find my Honey, working
and working my arse of for my money
, eat all foods,
so it up sets my Tummy,
Old times, as a kid watching brummie, where 've chilled we the lads who need there Dummies
And, crying to there,
parents,
am out we the old,
I can be so Cold
, I just need change and do as am Told, wearing hats,
and that
, shit turning me Bold,
so many good Clothes,
and other things have owned
, and I've sold them, I felt like I was below them, ill hopefully show them, in my Storys ill tell them, get on any beat and ill shell them, any poor when I get big ill help them,
Ay ay ay ay ay
Am coming back in time, every minute ill be on time, dictionary learnt me to Ryme, am fucked up in my mind,
Whos the donny that spat to this in a car on insta
Lately I’ve been chasing doe like a banker, bro got a five on the side
What a stupid wanker
I put my hands together an make a prayer
I’m still waiting for an answer
There’s guys killing there own like cancer
I know dirty girls an I know bad b’s
Who are dirty dancers
She want a lion like mufasa
Tell her move faster
Smoking on the devils lettuce
Woulda thought I was a Rasta
They said they don’t rate me
Now they preach my words like a pastor
i’ve smoked weed ive done stress
finally i’m right 17 got my first bunk bed
now i’m getting funds in
fiends from the game
youtes got youngers running
peddling crack on push bikes
dressed nike in the night
stressing bout my living