Rap 2 In this city where the sirens weep, now the street life ain't seeming so sweet, Pills popping, heavy hustle, hard flows on beat No helping hand, just deals and A knife, In this urban game, it's called dangerous life. Hood up and I see shadows in the alley, Hustlers on the corners, counting for every tally. Here come the stinky cats called Dave and kally The amount of money I’m makin don’t need a tally Pockets heavy with the dreams, but my souls feeling light, Chasing paper dreams, in the darkness of the night. I never talk shit and I never ever cap See me on the street but you know I never lack My AirPods stay cah I got eyes behind my back On corners where failed deals unfold, Young soldiers in the battle, hearts turn cold. Coded language, streets speak in rhymes, Survival's the anthem, echoing through these times. Pills painted as an a escape from reality Shit den that’s true come and buy from me No mercy in these streets, I can’t ever fall asleep when I see the blue lights for the curtains I peak Hands in the hustle, gripping tight for gains, Yet the city's grip tightens, as it never refrains. No silver spoons, just the use of knifes, In this madness reality, where only the strong survives
I been through pain, they ain’t show me emotion Got these scars and they moving like potion Baby Girl I love you and your motion And I love how you look by the ocean Feelings moving round me, coast to coasting Now we just look up to the stars I’m really sending text msges of my bars Trying to undo I’m scars Not everything I do is for the gwap I’ve been doing dirt a lot yeah I’ve been sinning Growing up we didn’t have a lot so we turned to hitting I been hustling but I don’t feel like I’m wining I see you shining My bro said, it’s your time to blow blud I told him, it’s all bout timing My bro spent 7 in the pent now, he free and he can’t stop smiling I’m tryna stack up my Hasanats, so pray for me I trust Allah so he keep protecting me My brothers by my side they keep correcting me I pray for my brothers in the cemetery I know I’m destined for this life and it’s plain to see Remember days I would drown my pain in Hennessy Mix it with cola , that use to be my remedy And that was just enough for me To re arrange my energy Il still go to war for my brothers I was in the street breaking law with my brothers Now I’m in the trap now breaking bread with my brothers Swear I’ll kill for my brothers Ride that sentence out like a G for my brothers I pray for my brothers I stay with my brothers I don’t switch ties and lie to my brothers Go to war for my brothers Swear I’ll kill for my brothers Man I pray for my brothers 180 on the 401 left lane trying to take off Dreaming bout being on the m way speeding Have to give thanks to Allah Mans breathing That night I coulda got wet Alhumdulilah he didn’t Pearce my neck I can never sell my soul for a check I pray I get that Rahma, cuz I done tings I can’t forgot In the morning I pray for my niggas In the evening I pray for my opps I’ll still punch man up like Moses Yeah these niggas know us Look at my yard, thanks to Allah Say MaShaAllah
Yeah, money on my mind, gotta stack it up Rollin' with the bros, never lackin' love Hoes come and go, man, they fake as fuck Said she loved me once, now she outta luck She said she lost interest, I said, "Fuck you too" Heart cold as ice, man, nothing new Focused on the grind, got no time for you Chasin' all my dreams, do what I gotta do Bros by my side, yeah, we ridin' through Fake love all around, but we see the truth Got my mind on my money, heart in the booth Living for the moment, that's the honest truth Fucking bitches stacking riches rapping hard im burning bridges loyalty no snitches ride with homies no glitches If I hear you talk on my name, you'll regret what you said, Most likely you'll end up cryin' in a hospital bed. Think twice before you speak, don't get misled, 'Cause my crew moves in silence, keepin' streets fed. But fuck all that, that won’t happen 'cause they know me now, Respect runs deep, they fear the king with the crown. Me and Sevzzz, that’s my guy for life, they know it’s us, From the block to the top, we keep it tight, no fuss. I got a couple guys on my punch list, keepin' tabs, One wrong move and they're done quick, no comebacks, just jabs."
Yoo here the best trapaar Aaaaaaaah Tff them talking bout !!!! Sigo persiguiendo los sueños No voy a dormir Tengo que llegar donde me propuse Si o siiiiiiii!!! Ahh Ahora mas que antes Todos quieren la vida de cantante Fue mas dificil ahora que antes
Yeah, money on my mind, gotta stack it up Rollin' with the bros, never lackin' love Hoes come and go, man, they fake as fuck Said she loved me once, now she outta luck She said she lost interest, I said, "Fuck you too" Heart cold as ice, man, nothing new Focused on the grind, got no time for you Chasin' all my dreams, do what I gotta do Bros by my side, yeah, we ridin' through Fake love all around, but we see the truth Got my mind on my money, heart in the booth Living for the moment, that's the honest truth
Don't try and move on madness need real ones not catfish you not im moves why u acting im really changing and adapting im steady grinding ur relaxing married to the money romancing it aint over having big dream like my bros in rover we all been thru pain we aint showing emotion showing all scars while im wipping up a potion yo
I got business in the pipeline I been smoking concentrates with cali and it’s fucking with my eyesight Hazy vision through the night time I could supply your smoke in flavours for the right price You just tell me when the times right Tell me when the money right I’ll pull up in an i5 Follow rivers like they Lykke Li
Stepped in twos with my 1s make it 3 Got the whole of my gang we don’t sleep I be working so hard to take it up a notch But socials be fucking with time I gotta take it off
Sigo en la mia lowkey Money doesnt come easy my g So from young i start the savings Traping in the days Chilling in the night With those bitches in the mercedes
Funds over thaughts up in my mind money problems stop me from making it so I made money my grind time after time after time nowa days polish my shoes so they shine neck so wet dimonds are blinding in life it’s all about timing……
(Yeah) I’ve talked to god a lot but it ain’t been nothing righteous Truth of time is I’m always questioning why im still like this Dad told me apply the pressure and it’ll make you some diamonds That’s why I’m fond of the dirt because it’s where all the grind is Life is so lopsided cuz I don’t know their intention I have to be tough for them so they won’t learn the same lessons They told me channel my emotions to help deal with depression But I keep up the face cuz the ones around me invested (Yeah) But don’t get it backwards I got homies who got guns to block the exits I got homies who got guns like sick bitches got infections So act reckless Cuz I’m looking for a reason to go and rep it And especially bro cuz he don’t care about an entrance Yeah we are not the same why she asking are you done yet ? I’m that new guy where she’s changing texts to go unread Spam call likely? But I still get more you up texts y’all ain’t on speaking terms because she’s tired and she’s done yet we aren’t on speaking terms because she’s tryna give my tongue rest
I gave bro a q told him to flip it Get mixing In the kitchen Water whipping Pyrex whipping Stop reminiscing About the all days Just look now we dripping Gave him a q and told him go flip it Then it turned halfers Now it’s full z’s I give a z and tell go flip it And get funds And go buy munch And go grab bunds Spending p’s on drip And we seen a chick Told her go grab her number Cah when sees the rollie on your wrist She’ll know that u’re a man working on the strip.
Stepped in twos with my 1s make it 3 Got the whole gang making bread gang we don’t sleep Writing all my lyrics in my notes yh im cheap I be working so hard to take it up a notch But socials be fucking with time I gotta take it off
they all see me as a winner they dont know bout the L's that i took privately just stepped out the jewellers i'd sink titanic with this ice on me i dont need no therapist the therapist's a mic to me moving to the party step in order, thats a frighting scene i got a crackhead in the streets, asking me to sort some ketamine if im dying in the streets, then id be dying as a veteran i was 13, every night, i always had my mumzy lecturing and now im finding peace, i put my focus towards bettering if its clean up, im wrapping it dead the verbal, aint having it if my broski wants banging it we go straight, we aint planning shit couple shots and im slamming it want him missing like Madeline and the reload just landed in so now its hours of bagging it
They ask what I love I told them musics at the top now Went from bagging coke to Shooting hoops on the low now Tell me bout your story Run it down that’s how I goes now If my brothers got my back Hundred percent were gonna blow Out
Say u spit bars den prove it no nike ima do it cali all up in ma dome got me askin what im doing should i stick to makin music should i be makin movements man i cant be choosin like step out fresh on a tuesday if i scream t busy what do u say too busy man im spinnin it back say u see dem man im bound to attack got buj in wraps and light in the trap tell bro stomp on the the pack cats spazzin on crack whil im spazzin on a beat say ur on me i cant see u neeks im all up on the top while ur under ma feet
Hit The target My funds Liquid And his Strings Is still sinking On the verbs His isn’t Singing Angry face with him Make my smiley Bring 50 Because I made Hundred Is 50 / 50 Coversed My poultry Focus Your chicken
Used to go straight to yard just get out my school clothes School days touch the road adidas and umbro I was dreaming bout them Jordan 1s Steal weed from my friends dad and buss it to my older tugs My dad clocked on fucked it man it’s minor Went from shitty little herb Now got nugs that are fire
tryna make it out the bank for the people i been growing up grass is green on the other side so people tryna run it up aint tryna work a 9-5 or better yet a side at night so keep doing the rappin watch the paper how it multiplies there’s different rules to the street shit dirty money on the corners or the runners tryna meet their end but icl there ain’t another path for younger kids to have a better life and not another route or business how the dividends i got business in the pipeline i been smoking concentrated cali and it’s fucking with my eyesight hazy vision through the night time i could supply your smoke in different flavours for the right price you tell me when the times right tell me when the moneys right i’ll pull up in an i5
For the come up like is it really hard to tell how can they really say I fell everything Chanel I need that weed yeah that green for the smokey smell I need some codiene yeah the lean for the spell and I got crack for the scale I came up from different type of l’s and I’m still different with your girl they know the kid different they can tell.
Listen I dont know what it is but everytime I'm up they switch Moving like some gyal I guess the money got a stench I feel like I really going back to trapping I can't sit on the bench next, time I get some racks I know what I'll invest in Defo not a bitch bro, get my money stay low, talking all that crud shit ain't no one ever seen tho
Trying to do this rap shit tryna see how it goes I got money in the bank u should see how it roles I got secrets I can tell but to none of my bros And I got a gf that can’t know any of the my hoes Tryna do my mum proud got to do what I’m told God turns water to wine I’m turning metal to gold I ain’t got a strap or a rams I can go on my own Ain’t got a mote ped gonna ride on a Ron
Only trust 1 person and thats my bro only guy that helped me when i was at my low Ppl switch up had to thug it out cus they all slow Im not gonna stop till i see dem numbers grow Im workin in a bakery making this bread And i aint stoppin till i get fed Tryna get to a mil so i can finally spread Call me youngboy cus ill never be broke again Many bitches tried to bring me down told em to hop off my dick Gotta know what they intentions are it dont matter if they thick Only fancy shit pass a bottle of henny thats the only thing i sip Ian chasing hoes they the last thing on my mind im too quick
Ja we komen van de komen van de gutter. Ik moest het echt maken daarom zie je me niet stoppen Op me pols wil ik een paar klokken. Ja we blijven runne neve
De spelar ingen roll om de e 2 eller 1, jag har bröder som inte än, har kommit hem, här vi delade runt brödet o vi dela den min vän, om han inte kommer nu, vi fångar han sen,
cojo un vuelo dos dias en barna y me autoconfirmo lo cabron que es el karma yo tengo a una morena como ana de armas y me la llevo a visitar la bahia de palma
i got too many questions and i use the beat like a therapy session im stacking my own bread up i say fuck the recession and i put up my hands in prayer for all of the blessings
Gotta stay Fresh to death When I step In this drip Everyday Fully on it Gotta keep it One hunna Lit When I’m stepping Like I’m repping My shit 24/7 Always keeping it lit Every time I step in Especially In the summer time Getting licked N I be on My Flexing shit Wid these bitches Haha (Yh) U know How it is Trust me I can never be Lacking When I step to the street I ain’t got no time For slacking N wasting time In this life Believe Gotta stay on my A game In my own lane Every day Always Dripping silly Looking chilly Wid some mad drip Ice N some shiny Brand new White Nike Kicks Looking lit Dripping sick Feeling dapper Like I’m Michael In these Jordan’s Or these forces N these designer Patterned High end fashion Tracksuits On my grind Till this life’s flowing smooth N I’m cruising through Patterned Like a dapper rapper Feeling brand new Trust Like Millionz N MIST (Yh) I’m making money moves Gotta get stacking Stack it N get these funds up Hella paper Till I can splash it Like it’s going out of fashion N I’m copping myself Some icey diamonds Hella jewels Drippy silly Cold Covered in gold N hella ice Looking fresh Icey n Hella stylish 💯 Ayeee (Yh) That’s right Cah I’m a stylish guy Can never let a day Go by Where I ain’t Keeping it lit Wid da drip Looking fly N on my grind 24/7 Gotta keep myself Patterned Looking clean In this fashion Like It’s all in due time If I stay true to I On my grind No time for slacking Till I got this life patterned Aye (Yh) I’m always on my A game Every day that I wake I bake N I start my day Wid a fresh mindset Manifesting Planning from the get go N Ready for whatever Life throws at me next (Yh) Imma rise up to the test Whatever the weather No pressure Imma always find a method To defeat these demons Tryna take over me Stop me & block me From chasing these dreams But ain’t letting nothing Get in my way N stopping me From fulfilling my destiny Believe
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Rap 2
In this city where the sirens weep, now the street life ain't seeming so sweet,
Pills popping, heavy hustle, hard flows on beat
No helping hand, just deals and
A knife,
In this urban game, it's called dangerous life.
Hood up and I see shadows in the alley,
Hustlers on the corners, counting for every tally.
Here come the stinky cats called Dave and kally
The amount of money I’m makin don’t need a tally
Pockets heavy with the dreams, but my souls feeling light,
Chasing paper dreams, in the darkness of the night.
I never talk shit and I never ever cap
See me on the street but you know I never lack
My AirPods stay cah I got eyes behind my back
On corners where failed deals unfold,
Young soldiers in the battle, hearts turn cold.
Coded language, streets speak in rhymes,
Survival's the anthem, echoing through these times.
Pills painted as an a escape from reality
Shit den that’s true come and buy from me
No mercy in these streets, I can’t ever fall asleep
when I see the blue lights for the curtains I peak
Hands in the hustle, gripping tight for gains,
Yet the city's grip tightens, as it never refrains.
No silver spoons, just the use of knifes,
In this madness reality, where only the strong survives
If only you knew the struggle i went through to find this beat 😂, too cold 🥶
fire brooo
this is crazy, drums go hard bro !
Sheesshhh nahhhh this shyt go Brazyyyyy G'z bout to Yody this jawn no kizz😤🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💫🚀🙌🏼💥🗣
Cold
hard af 😤😤😤
Beat goes hard bro keep going
Very impressive
tuff as always 🔥🔥
🔥🔥
bRazy 💥
I been through pain, they ain’t show me
emotion
Got these scars and they moving like potion
Baby Girl I love you and your motion
And I love how you look by the ocean
Feelings moving round me, coast to coasting
Now we just look up to the stars
I’m really sending text msges of my bars
Trying to undo I’m scars
Not everything I do is for the gwap
I’ve been doing dirt a lot
yeah I’ve been sinning
Growing up we didn’t have a lot
so we turned to hitting
I been hustling but I don’t feel like I’m wining
I see you shining
My bro said, it’s your time to blow blud
I told him, it’s all bout timing
My bro spent 7 in the pent now, he free and he can’t stop smiling
I’m tryna stack up my Hasanats, so pray for me
I trust Allah so he keep protecting me
My brothers by my side they keep correcting me
I pray for my brothers in the cemetery
I know I’m destined for this life and it’s plain to see
Remember days I would drown my pain in Hennessy
Mix it with cola , that use to be my remedy
And that was just enough for me
To re arrange my energy
Il still go to war for my brothers
I was in the street breaking law with my brothers
Now I’m in the trap now breaking bread with my brothers
Swear I’ll kill for my brothers
Ride that sentence out like a G for my brothers
I pray for my brothers
I stay with my brothers
I don’t switch ties and lie to my brothers
Go to war for my brothers
Swear I’ll kill for my brothers
Man I pray for my brothers
180 on the 401
left lane trying to take off
Dreaming bout being on the m way speeding
Have to give thanks to Allah Mans breathing
That night I coulda got wet
Alhumdulilah he didn’t Pearce my neck
I can never sell my soul for a check
I pray I get that Rahma, cuz I done tings I can’t forgot
In the morning I pray for my niggas
In the evening I pray for my opps
I’ll still punch man up like Moses
Yeah these niggas know us
Look at my yard, thanks to Allah
Say MaShaAllah
This cant be serious
Yo blud can I use it
Bro you’ve copied the same lyrics from like 3 different songs what’s wrong with you g
Cold bro
Read it n felt emotional 👏👏👍🎯
How va bro where are you now
Getting it or Grinding on
Yeah 🔥🔥🔥🔥☄️☄️☄️
Yeah, money on my mind, gotta stack it up
Rollin' with the bros, never lackin' love
Hoes come and go, man, they fake as fuck
Said she loved me once, now she outta luck
She said she lost interest, I said, "Fuck you too"
Heart cold as ice, man, nothing new
Focused on the grind, got no time for you
Chasin' all my dreams, do what I gotta do
Bros by my side, yeah, we ridin' through
Fake love all around, but we see the truth
Got my mind on my money, heart in the booth
Living for the moment, that's the honest truth
Fucking bitches stacking riches rapping hard im burning bridges loyalty no snitches ride with homies no glitches If I hear you talk on my name, you'll regret what you said,
Most likely you'll end up cryin' in a hospital bed.
Think twice before you speak, don't get misled,
'Cause my crew moves in silence, keepin' streets fed.
But fuck all that, that won’t happen 'cause they know me now,
Respect runs deep, they fear the king with the crown.
Me and Sevzzz, that’s my guy for life, they know it’s us,
From the block to the top, we keep it tight, no fuss.
I got a couple guys on my punch list, keepin' tabs,
One wrong move and they're done quick, no comebacks, just jabs."
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥❤️
fw the beat heavy, what drum kit u use?
Love bro, I use bigzys realist drum kit
Another fire beat bro, keep it 🔥🔥🔥 you know +1 SUB 🔥🙌
Half a brixxy in the flat getting brixxy in the trap
Yoo here the best trapaar
Aaaaaaaah
Tff them talking bout !!!!
Sigo persiguiendo los sueños
No voy a dormir
Tengo que llegar donde me propuse
Si o siiiiiiii!!!
Ahh
Ahora mas que antes
Todos quieren la vida de cantante
Fue mas dificil ahora que antes
Funniest thing about looking at beats is the shit rappers in the comments
😂😂
Until one of them become famous then you will be a fan
@@JgnhB 😱
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Scary accurate 😂😂
Ibsr i am buying the beat
Yeah, money on my mind, gotta stack it up
Rollin' with the bros, never lackin' love
Hoes come and go, man, they fake as fuck
Said she loved me once, now she outta luck
She said she lost interest, I said, "Fuck you too"
Heart cold as ice, man, nothing new
Focused on the grind, got no time for you
Chasin' all my dreams, do what I gotta do
Bros by my side, yeah, we ridin' through
Fake love all around, but we see the truth
Got my mind on my money, heart in the booth
Living for the moment, that's the honest truth
Don't try and move on madness need real ones not catfish you not im moves why u acting im really changing and adapting im steady grinding ur relaxing married to the money romancing it aint over having big dream like my bros in rover we all been thru pain we aint showing emotion showing all scars while im wipping up a potion yo
I got business in the pipeline
I been smoking concentrates with cali and it’s fucking with my eyesight
Hazy vision through the night time
I could supply your smoke in flavours for the right price
You just tell me when the times right
Tell me when the money right I’ll pull up in an i5
Follow rivers like they Lykke Li
Stepped in twos with my 1s make it 3
Got the whole of my gang we don’t sleep
I be working so hard to take it up a notch
But socials be fucking with time I gotta take it off
Is this beat not free to post on TikTok as it says copyright I made a song to it
1:25
0:19
Sigo en la mia lowkey
Money doesnt come easy my g
So from young i start the savings
Traping in the days
Chilling in the night
With those bitches in the mercedes
Funds over thaughts up in my mind money problems stop me from making it so I made money my grind time after time after time nowa days polish my shoes so they shine neck so wet dimonds are blinding in life it’s all about timing……
What sample?
(Yeah) I’ve talked to god a lot but it ain’t been nothing righteous
Truth of time is I’m always questioning why im still like this
Dad told me apply the pressure and it’ll make you some diamonds
That’s why I’m fond of the dirt because it’s where all the grind is
Life is so lopsided cuz I don’t know their intention
I have to be tough for them so they won’t learn the same lessons
They told me channel my emotions to help deal with depression
But I keep up the face cuz the ones around me invested
(Yeah)
But don’t get it backwards I got homies who got guns to block the exits
I got homies who got guns like sick bitches got infections
So act reckless
Cuz I’m looking for a reason to go and rep it
And especially bro cuz he don’t care about an entrance
Yeah we are not the same why she asking are you done yet ?
I’m that new guy where she’s changing texts to go unread
Spam call likely? But I still get more you up texts
y’all ain’t on speaking terms because she’s tired and she’s done yet we aren’t on speaking terms because she’s tryna give my tongue rest
What’s the key and how can I buy this beat
I gave bro a q told him to flip it
Get mixing
In the kitchen
Water whipping
Pyrex whipping
Stop reminiscing
About the all days
Just look now we dripping
Gave him a q and told him go flip it
Then it turned halfers
Now it’s full z’s
I give a z and tell go flip it
And get funds
And go buy munch
And go grab bunds
Spending p’s on drip
And we seen a chick
Told her go grab her number
Cah when sees the rollie on your wrist
She’ll know that u’re a man working on the strip.
Stepped in twos with my 1s make it 3
Got the whole gang making bread gang we don’t sleep
Writing all my lyrics in my notes yh im cheap
I be working so hard to take it up a notch
But socials be fucking with time I gotta take it off
they all see me as a winner
they dont know bout the L's that i took privately
just stepped out the jewellers
i'd sink titanic with this ice on me
i dont need no therapist
the therapist's a mic to me
moving to the party
step in order, thats a frighting scene
i got a crackhead in the streets, asking me to sort some ketamine
if im dying in the streets, then id be dying as a veteran
i was 13, every night, i always had my mumzy lecturing
and now im finding peace, i put my focus towards bettering
if its clean up, im wrapping it
dead the verbal, aint having it
if my broski wants banging it
we go straight, we aint planning shit
couple shots and im slamming it
want him missing like Madeline
and the reload just landed in
so now its hours of bagging it
what do you use to make these
his brain
They ask what I love
I told them musics at the top now
Went from bagging coke to
Shooting hoops on the low now
Tell me bout your story
Run it down that’s how I goes now
If my brothers got my back
Hundred percent were gonna blow
Out
Say u spit bars den prove it no nike ima do it cali all up in ma dome got me askin what im doing should i stick to makin music should i be makin movements man i cant be choosin like step out fresh on a tuesday if i scream t busy what do u say too busy man im spinnin it back say u see dem man im bound to attack got buj in wraps and light in the trap tell bro stomp on the the pack cats spazzin on crack whil im spazzin on a beat say ur on me i cant see u neeks im all up on the top while ur under ma feet
Dogwater
😂😂@@Moes8191
Awful let’s clash
@@Moes8191 trust me
shut up
Hit
The target
My funds
Liquid
And his
Strings
Is still sinking
On the verbs
His isn’t
Singing
Angry face with him
Make my smiley
Bring 50
Because
I made
Hundred
Is 50 / 50
Coversed
My poultry
Focus
Your chicken
Que si no
Pa la otra será
Ya te lo diré
Si lo que intento
Fluirá
De dos si de uno solo no dependerá
fire
Used to go straight to yard just get out my school clothes
School days touch the road adidas and umbro
I was dreaming bout them Jordan 1s
Steal weed from my friends dad and buss it to my older tugs
My dad clocked on fucked it man it’s minor
Went from shitty little herb
Now got nugs that are fire
They think it’s fun till the funds is on his head.
Now he a dead man.
Got knocked with a cheap glock for a big bag
tryna make it out the bank for the people i been growing up
grass is green on the other side so people tryna run it up
aint tryna work a 9-5 or better yet a side at night
so keep doing the rappin watch the paper how it multiplies
there’s different rules to the street shit
dirty money on the corners
or the runners tryna meet their end
but icl there ain’t another path for younger kids to have a better life and not another route or business how the dividends
i got business in the pipeline
i been smoking concentrated cali and it’s fucking with my eyesight
hazy vision through the night time
i could supply your smoke in different flavours for the right price
you tell me when the times right
tell me when the moneys right i’ll pull up in an i5
night time
making money with my bright mind
making movies in the hood with my highlights
For the come up like is it really hard to tell how can they really say I fell everything Chanel I need that weed yeah that green for the smokey smell I need some codiene yeah the lean for the spell and I got crack for the scale I came up from different type of l’s and I’m still different with your girl they know the kid different they can tell.
Listen
I dont know what it is but everytime I'm up they switch
Moving like some gyal I guess the money got a stench I feel like
I really going back to trapping I can't sit on the bench next, time I get some racks I know what I'll invest in
Defo not a bitch bro, get my money stay low, talking all that crud shit ain't no one ever seen tho
Trying to do this rap shit tryna see how it goes I got money in the bank u should see how it roles I got secrets I can tell but to none of my bros
And I got a gf that can’t know any of the my
hoes
Tryna do my mum proud got to do what I’m told
God turns water to wine I’m turning metal to gold
I ain’t got a strap or a rams I can go on my own
Ain’t got a mote ped gonna ride on a Ron
Only trust 1 person and thats my bro
only guy that helped me when i was at my low
Ppl switch up had to thug it out cus they all slow
Im not gonna stop till i see dem numbers grow
Im workin in a bakery making this bread
And i aint stoppin till i get fed
Tryna get to a mil so i can finally spread
Call me youngboy cus ill never be broke again
Many bitches tried to bring me down told em to hop off my dick
Gotta know what they intentions are it dont matter if they thick
Only fancy shit pass a bottle of henny thats the only thing i sip
Ian chasing hoes they the last thing on my mind im too quick
Ja we komen van de komen van de gutter.
Ik moest het echt maken daarom zie je me niet stoppen
Op me pols wil ik een paar klokken.
Ja we blijven runne neve
We all been thru pain
We ain’t showing no emotion
Showing all my scars while
I’m whipping up a potion
Bro got two
And the 6 soon unvaluted
De spelar ingen roll om de e 2 eller 1, jag har bröder som inte än, har kommit hem, här vi delade runt brödet o vi dela den min vän, om han inte kommer nu, vi fångar han sen,
cojo un vuelo dos dias en barna
y me autoconfirmo lo cabron que es el karma
yo tengo a una morena como ana de armas
y me la llevo a visitar la bahia de palma
i got too many questions
and i use the beat like a therapy session
im stacking my own bread up i say fuck the recession
and i put up my hands in prayer for all of the blessings
Gotta stay
Fresh to death
When I step
In this drip
Everyday
Fully on it
Gotta keep it
One hunna
Lit
When I’m stepping
Like I’m repping
My shit
24/7
Always keeping it lit
Every time I step in
Especially
In the summer time
Getting licked
N I be on My
Flexing shit
Wid these bitches
Haha
(Yh)
U know
How it is
Trust me
I can never be
Lacking
When I step to the street
I ain’t got no time
For slacking
N wasting time
In this life
Believe
Gotta stay on my A game
In my own lane
Every day
Always
Dripping silly
Looking chilly
Wid some mad drip
Ice
N some shiny
Brand new
White Nike Kicks
Looking lit
Dripping sick
Feeling dapper
Like I’m Michael
In these Jordan’s
Or these forces
N these designer
Patterned
High end fashion
Tracksuits
On my grind
Till this life’s flowing smooth
N I’m cruising through
Patterned
Like a dapper rapper
Feeling brand new
Trust
Like Millionz
N MIST
(Yh)
I’m making money moves
Gotta get stacking
Stack it
N get these funds up
Hella paper
Till I can splash it
Like it’s going out of fashion
N I’m copping myself
Some icey diamonds
Hella jewels
Drippy silly
Cold
Covered in gold
N hella ice
Looking fresh
Icey n
Hella stylish
💯
Ayeee
(Yh)
That’s right
Cah
I’m a stylish guy
Can never let a day
Go by
Where I ain’t
Keeping it lit
Wid da drip
Looking fly
N on my grind
24/7
Gotta keep myself
Patterned
Looking clean
In this fashion
Like
It’s all in due time
If I stay true to
I
On my grind
No time for slacking
Till I got this life patterned
Aye
(Yh)
I’m always on my A game
Every day that I wake
I bake
N I start my day
Wid a fresh mindset
Manifesting
Planning from the get go
N
Ready for whatever
Life throws at me next
(Yh)
Imma rise up to the test
Whatever the weather
No pressure
Imma always find a method
To defeat these demons
Tryna take over me
Stop me & block me
From chasing these dreams
But ain’t letting nothing
Get in my way
N stopping me
From fulfilling my destiny
Believe
🔥🔥
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