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- เผยแพร่เมื่อ 11 ก.พ. 2025
- Made this awhile ago but forgot to drop it
Track 3 off of Berner's Mixtape "Drugstore Cowboy"
Download/Stream the Mixtape here:(piff.me/20c9753)
Produced By : Nima Fadavi
Re-produced/Remade By : 88K
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Easter Egg Alert!
Berner is a genius for making this song with Nipsey Hussle R.I.P and here's why:
Berner borrowed the beat from Nas' "Surviving the times", But
Nas borrowed the beat from NIPSEY RUSSEL's "What I would do if I could feel?"
Closing a full circle with this wholesome beat/song, Respect.
Best Instrumental version word up !
Holly molly I can still hear his voice🔥🔥🔥
few bitches on my line coo. ya im 'bout to act a damn fool 🔥
A few bitches on my line coo
Yea I’m about to act a damn fool
Couple zannys in my system
Got a couple girls kissin’
Keep one and I can’t lose
A few bitches on my line coo
Yea I’m about to act a damn fool
Heart beating fast, how long will this last
Yea welcome to the wax room
[Verse 1: Berner]
Yea I’m high and I’m strapped
Yea I rhyme and I trap
I just made a new strain
Now the price is right back
Copped 4 in the summer
In the winter made 3
Cats sellin’ shit for 2
I’d rather push 3
My sneakers so clean
And my gold chains swingin’
I just blew 2 Ms
On the crib and they ain’t seen it
2 months on the road
New bitches from tour
Pushed my mixtape back
I was playing with pure
The dope game got a hold on me
I heard a sucker went and told on me
Let him die slow
I’m a have to lie low
I’m prolly with the die lows
Let ‘em pies go
28 I had to get my money straight
Late night with a bunny
Cleanin’ lines off the plate
Hella cake, hella cake
I’m a have to push hella weight
Bring tens, sell ‘em 8
I got my weed in every state
Holy shit BROOOOO YoU SHoUld TotAllY GeT a PrODucER.. those lyrics you wrote are so clearly yours, wow everyone is so impressed with your original lyrics, that's so awesome how you didn't just copy and paste the lyrics to a burner song in the comments
Stockton CA shout-out.. burning 1 to this.#vegan behavior#
Nas Surviving the Times is the original beat to this track
dope !
Heard inner city posse or insane clown posse on this beat years ago
Nice remake bruh
Aye you know we smoking the 420
Its all so lovely
Smoking so much my energy can reach above me
That's chronic here's 50s buck now commie something
I remember back in the day we wherent bluffing
Had a whole stash with the floor full of gloves that where broken
Taking the highest risk just to smoke on blow on some potent
Like the homie said let no one hit my roaches
Just waiting one day for the rush notice
Don't gotta pop a adderal we're always focused
Hit the girls with sissors
In about three months youll see the bigger picture
Get a swisher
Roll it up and set off on a chronic adventure
Smoking lately be my only pleasure
So when we blowing we avoiding the measure
Sometimes it don't relic the head pressure
So I take a can and set off stoned to the core and center
You know we like that stormy weather
Got the outer shell so the girls won't get soaked and wither
Thats just what it be like in the winter
So during off time we vedging inside to avoid enviroment and critters
Not so much weight but the taste was unfiltered
Now we I'll all night
Build it right
Have the lights flush on sight
Indoor soil bacterial activity have you on flight
Can you please do Paradise by berner amd wiz
I can yeah!
@@88kBeats please 🙏
@@88kBeats lemme know when it's up
I’m from the heart of the city
Dirty money like Diddy
Went and got my own water like 50
Haven’t seen my kid in a month
The shit kill me
Got a brand new whip that drive these young hoes silly
Clear wax gotcha feeling like your head cracked
Shit, I just made a quarter million off of extract
And the next batch
That’s head stash
I just wanna ball until the feds crack
The dope game got a hold on me
And this shits getting old to me
Fuck it, a hundred thou’ in a week that’s good money
Baby back it up if you could for me
29 I went broke plenty times
I’m a spend every dime
Baby girl give me mine
Gun play, I don’t miss
I’m a hit every time
I’m the drugstore Cowboy
I’m out every night
gotta get stoned dabbin gets me in the zone focused got a team gone prone and I just bought a drone getting high bringing the war to your home staying smoked out the dome im cold but my heart doesnt want to be alone stuck texting my main b on the phone I cant even get laid shit well im getting paid and not sitting at home at least ill keep a companion of chrome
yo this is terrible i dont wanna be that guy but cman
Where the side walk leans, before I got there I popped a bean, homie what you mean, you know I got the tree, and how many times I tell you not to come here with your team. Fuck it there already I roll up a Russian cream.
Taking a blunts to the face, if it's a new sack I'll test it with the homies to see if it's laced I don't know if it's the new strain or if my mind's in a race, smoke it anyway because I vibe to taste. Perhaps it's this new place or the new face mind FucKing with me tryna Dodge another case.
Trash
ight here we go smoke another bowl get so high right get so faded right shit I don't know what the fuck to do ya who knew we blew all our money ain't kinda funny how it work just take another perk let lurk through me oh well can't ya tell this is life now I think twice bout the shit in the past blast goes my mind state oh great here comes fate knocking on my door guess what you to late cuz I'm dangling from a rope no joke so I sit n wonder why why do I die to live if we just live to die shit makes me Wana cry so I try living life to the fullest n I've noticed this place ain't nice so stay strong grab that bong chill n come sing along with me lilmace bout to go to space
I need Ot instrumental
Mic check one two one two whats you gonna do when's they come for you chillin killin time just like a villin in the can can't wait to see you get out the pin just wrote a letter do my best friend dam dog kinda raw in my own mind all alone hell wit this see me now you don't I'm gone
waX Houses
stay dabbin :P
Man they dont really smoke like me,
Im smokin blunts as fat as a finger
I aint done smokin til its down to the stinger
I Keep gettin calls from yo gir but i dont really wanna see her, she hit me on the ringer, i said bitch you a cheater
I dont wanna eat her so i pass her to my seniors,
Pass her to the homies, if u fall in love wit a thot then you a fuckin joke b,
If u snitchin on my crippin you a phony,
Got my old gold teeth clean,
Then i got some new diamonds just to cause a scene, im smokin green im clean like listerine, im mean, but i do it on purpose, keep on actin slick ima hurt ya, like kama sutra,
The snitchin just doesnt suit us, you not tuff and you just ran all outta luck,
You talkin tuff but u wont get buck, im stuck,
Off the molly, i called yo bitch my dolly and she rode me like a trolly, then i said get off me,
Im sorry,
But i am not boyfriend material,
Im the king niggas know im imperial
Is scary bro, im really super gone off the coke u look like a joke,
If you a cop im slittin ya throat,
Make the pack float, watch it sell itself, smokin on the top shelf more than any else,
Boy i do it for myself, its funny how she blew me off now she runnin back like like i cast a spell, i told her oh well its fine, u deserve a special place in hell i fell in love with the art of smokin L’s
What else, im smokin dope and my blunt really smells
The bud resembles a skunk, im smokin on funk, left me smellin dank for a month, we know u a punk, so ima pick yo bitch up like a bus, im sippin on tuss,
And i dont even mean to cuss, this shit isnt fun,
Or funny its not lookin sunny, for your future, i take u to class like a tutor, so lets see who the fuck is really ruder,
The truth hurts, im gettin big like a growth spurt, i know it hurts but you need church, you need jusus, you been actin too sus, belive us we dont fuck with you damn cunts,
Im on the tour bus eating damn lunch,
I didnt answer so yo bitch fussed,
I just won the grammy now im smokin in miami, if u wasnt here back then u is not my family, its sad to see, but ima have to cause a tragedy, im glad to see right where im supposed to be,
Can I use???
Lets write a song take a hit from the bong chill take a deep breath hold it in as I load up the pin with a dap sit back relax listen to the beat let it sweep you off your feet chill be chill before the next hit kills make you weak don't know what he feels
It's a nice beat, but it could have been so much better.
Yeah I didn’t really like my mix on this tbh 😭
@@88kBeats you made the beat?!
No I just remade the beat, the original producer is Nima Fadavi
@@88kBeats it's not you then. Just heard the original, yours is nice. Just don't like the beat in general. Yours actually sounds better than the original TBH
No to zajebal plagiat kawałka Fu
A few bitches on my line, coo
Yeah, I'm 'bout to act a damn fool
Couple Xannies in my system, got a couple girls kissin'
Keep winnin', I can't lose
A few bitches on my line, coo
Yeah, I'm 'bout to act a damn fool
Heart beatin' fast, how long will this last?
Yeah, welcome to the wax room
[Verse 1: Berner]
Yeah, I'm high and I'm strapped
Yeah, I rhyme and I trap
I just made a new strain, now the price is right back
High for all summer, in the winter mid three
Cats sellin' shit for two, I'd rather push cream
My sneakers so clean and my gold chains swingin'
I just blew two Ms on the crib and ain't seen it
Two months on the road, new bitches from tour
Pushed my mixtape back, I was playing with pure
The dope game got a hold on me (True)
I heard a sucker went and told on me (Man)
Let him die slow, I'ma have to lie low
I'm prolly with the dai los, lettin' pies go
Twenty-eight, I had to get my money straight
Late night with a bunny cleanin' lines off the plate
Hella cake, hella cake, I'ma push hella weight
Bring tens, sell 'em eight
I got my weed in every state