Clear. Bricks Become a star from these bars, make the moe money did you understand that reference? Evicting all bad energy exorcist Call me reverend when the stars fall Down from the sky, could prolly see em up in a plane fly emirates Puking yella out my esophagus Homer Simpson severity Homeland Security fuck y’all, these bars gon immigrate from da UK to Senegal I Was listening to all falls down, remember thinking it wood all fall down That it was timberland, no boots And I won’t quit this man, till you hear me in the background at a Nobu And If I had two options Either Wait for the stars to align Or wake up a star overnight I don’t really give a fuck either way imma get mine Time to get back on the grind Like stone but, I’m not high Deserving of a throne, bye And I don’t need a co-sign These lame bitches don’t understand what I’m saying do you speak sign or brail This shit the holy grail I sail on the coast of ocean prevail I’m hosting these snails At a party full of slow folks I know I speak fine I’d wanna be a star from the start, still haven’t found the key, and this aint no push to start from the first song I released but I ain’t pushed too hard Didn’t try to promote, I sang it to the stars It seems kinda hard to get off da ground So instead I dream about my songs being played on surround sound I dream about my songs being played from the downtown of NY, C That’s the place I wanna be See me on the screens of time square Member pops was on welfare Biological, illogical to be addicted to some Fucking drugs and have a daughter Lost her immediately You see, then he had a son And then another one in four years time And to the listeners fuck y’all, cept the ones that had druggies for parents too The rest of y’all call me dramatic, I’m Mr. Pantomime I take a clear revolver play roulette just to pass the time And this rap game on time share This my moment to seize Ain’t even a moment to breath And I wanna free the spirits when you listen to these lyrics So hear it I want the stadium status, I wanna hear it from the stratos. phere I want the Brits to play to my shit, bumping it saying cheers And I And I I wanna buy a mansion off these golden bars, make that moe money More money means more problems I based my name offa notorious big No Triss, trynna run from a comet Woah look out on the floor, a banana peel don’t slip And If I had two options Blast off like a rocket Or a spaceship On extravagant vacation I wanna be in the conversation Of top five, it’s too early to prophecize Wake up early hop on the. Grind my teeth, I’d wanna be a star from the start, still haven’t found the key, and this aint no push to start from the first song I released but I ain’t pushed to hard Didn’t try to promote, I sang it to the stars It seems kinda hard to get off da ground I dream about my songs being played on surround sound I dream about my songs being played from the downtown of NY, C For this beat I gave a final version The rough draft was doo doo, went to go eat dinner progress didn’t fucking save, I guess it was worth I should be happy clicking heels together as I hippy hop down the path full of yellow bricks On this beat I gave versions, first verse that I made was scrapped on purpose Then I woke up in a hearse, hearin angels This a sermon? This a warning In his alien spacecraft, lookin down on the kid Seen him spit over kicks And Snares And glyphs on the walls There’s a zebra, umm and a lion right there And people holding up some spears Somehow stick peoples convey the message I forgive my dad and my mom, was adopted and adopted new mindset I understand, I’m addicted to this music shit And if I had two options Run through the flames, to get to the haven Or wonder when light will just stretch down from sky, and wonder if stars will fall down too aint it Crazy And if I had two options Climb through a window to open the door, twist the knob let in more People, let In more light Never need wars never need fights We need more life when living
meeting my friends today and i’m running late, im always fucking late, i lost my t-shirt, i’m wearing dirty clothes, grab my keys first, then my sunscreen, lubing up, like i’m going diving, sun is up, and it’s rlly thriving, hands up, if you feelin the vibes im putting my hands up to sky cloudless, got me feeling this way, mindless, feeling lost in the space factor 50 im not tryna go red in the sun gon sweat lynx packed, got the african scent all dressed, no stress imma feel my best, imma feel all blessed i ain’t ever seen a day like this slide round, suns out, catch that day light bliss
bro everytime somethign so epic and its missing just a bit to make it easy to sing to ... maybe try something simpler bro :p you are wrecking , almost there !
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Chops are crazy 🔥
the sample in this is so beautiful.
The sample chops crazy, Freddie Gibbs would kill this 😭🔥
SOULFUL
FYEEE BRO keep doing it
this is fire bro
I can’t figure out what sound it is, but I think it’s some kind of woodwind in there that I just love. Artíste
FIRE🔥keep grindin you going up fr G💪🏻
damn this is dope bro
chops on chops on chops
Dope Famo !!!!!!
Wutz your price on leasing ?
Sheeeeshhh 🔥
just wondering if this sample has been cleared ?
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
What’s the sample tho🔥🔥
yoo what's the sample???
(intro)
I’d be lying if I said.
(verse)
Working days and nights for the nights we dream of,
Clear. Bricks
Become a star from these bars, make the moe money did you understand that reference?
Evicting all bad energy exorcist Call me reverend
when the stars fall Down from the sky, could prolly see em up in a plane fly emirates
Puking yella out my esophagus Homer Simpson severity
Homeland Security fuck y’all, these bars gon immigrate from da UK to Senegal
I Was listening to all falls down, remember thinking it wood all fall down
That it was timberland, no boots
And I won’t quit this man, till you hear me in the background at a Nobu
And If I had two options
Either Wait for the stars to align
Or wake up a star overnight
I don’t really give a fuck either way imma get mine
Time to get back on the grind
Like stone but, I’m not high
Deserving of a throne, bye
And I don’t need a co-sign
These lame bitches don’t understand what I’m saying do you speak sign or brail
This shit the holy grail
I sail on the coast of ocean prevail
I’m hosting these snails
At a party full of slow folks
I know I speak fine
I’d wanna be a star from the start,
still haven’t found the key, and this aint no push to start
from the first song I released but I ain’t pushed too hard
Didn’t try to promote, I sang it to the stars
It seems kinda hard to get off da ground
So instead
I dream about my songs being played on surround sound
I dream about my songs being played from the downtown of NY, C
That’s the place I wanna be
See me on the screens of time square
Member pops was on welfare
Biological, illogical to be addicted to some
Fucking drugs and have a daughter
Lost her immediately
You see, then he had a son
And then another one in four years time
And to the listeners fuck y’all, cept the ones that had druggies for parents too
The rest of y’all call me dramatic, I’m Mr. Pantomime
I take a clear revolver play roulette just to pass the time
And this rap game on time share
This my moment to seize
Ain’t even a moment to breath
And I wanna free the spirits when you listen to these lyrics
So hear it
I want the stadium status, I wanna hear it from the stratos. phere
I want the Brits to play to my shit, bumping it saying cheers
And I
And I
I wanna buy a mansion off these golden bars, make that moe money
More money means more problems
I based my name offa notorious big
No Triss, trynna run from a comet
Woah look out on the floor, a banana peel don’t slip
And If I had two options
Blast off like a rocket
Or a spaceship
On extravagant vacation
I wanna be in the conversation
Of top five, it’s too early to prophecize
Wake up early hop on the.
Grind my teeth,
I’d wanna be a star from the start,
still haven’t found the key, and this aint no push to start
from the first song I released but I ain’t pushed to hard
Didn’t try to promote, I sang it to the stars
It seems kinda hard to get off da ground
I dream about my songs being played on surround sound
I dream about my songs being played from the downtown of NY, C
For this beat I gave a final version
The rough draft was doo doo, went to go eat dinner progress didn’t fucking save, I guess it was worth
I should be happy clicking heels together as I hippy hop down the path full of yellow bricks
On this beat I gave versions, first verse that I made was scrapped on purpose
Then I woke up in a hearse, hearin angels
This a sermon? This a warning
In his alien spacecraft, lookin down on the kid
Seen him spit over kicks
And Snares
And glyphs on the walls
There’s a zebra, umm and a lion right there
And people holding up some spears
Somehow stick peoples convey the message
I forgive my dad and my mom, was adopted and adopted new mindset
I understand, I’m addicted to this music shit
And if I had two options
Run through the flames, to get to the haven
Or wonder when light will just stretch down from sky, and wonder if stars will fall down too aint it
Crazy
And if I had two options
Climb through a window to open the door, twist the knob let in more
People, let In more light
Never need wars never need fights
We need more life when living
Whats the sample?
podria ser hermoso y espacial prefiero el momento disfrutar es especial
desgracias nos rodean nena miremos lo esencial
im living in those better dayysss
fuck round and misbehave
meeting my friends today
and i’m running late, im always fucking late,
i lost my t-shirt, i’m wearing dirty clothes,
grab my keys first, then my sunscreen,
lubing up, like i’m going diving,
sun is up, and it’s rlly thriving,
hands up, if you feelin the vibes
im putting my hands up to sky
cloudless, got me feeling this way,
mindless, feeling lost in the space
factor 50 im not tryna go red
in the sun gon sweat
lynx packed, got the african scent
all dressed, no stress
imma feel my best,
imma feel all blessed
i ain’t ever seen a day like this
slide round, suns out, catch that day light bliss
lubing up 😭😭
we lubed up
fire beat 🔥i make music on my page similar to your beats, maybe you could check it out, keep it up! 🖤💯
bro everytime somethign so epic and its missing just a bit to make it easy to sing to ... maybe try something simpler bro :p you are wrecking , almost there !
saying that as someone who listens to hours of isntrumentals daily . I swear somethign is missing to make this shit banger -
@@tamax229 drums and a steady pace
Bro is there anyway I can contact you?
Check your email B