can you please do this with a upbeat tempo, not a major speed up but noticeable like this, I heard a version like it a while ago and it was fire but I can't find it anymore.
All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bending off the corner whipping out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But how can I lose when I came from the bottom? Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Uh, Lord knows I'm filthy rich All this ice is like fifty bricks Rap niggas throwing hissy fits I give my bitch a stack just for a Christmas gift And my bitch so bad, she on my Christmas list 'Member I prayed, really I wished for this To get the crib with the maid and with the picket fence I'm with some niggas that mad, we taking risks for this I'm talking risky business, flick the wrist Lord knows that I repent for this But Lord knows if I get penned for this I prolly won't get home until I'm fifty-six They say I'm the Messiah, you rappers is liars I sign up at church just to rap at the choir They spit my new verse at your wake while you're lying The middle of the church at your wake, no I'm lying I just came from jail, ain't do no crying They put me through hell, sharpened my iron I did my push-ups and I roared with the lions Like hold up, from balling I'm tired I'm back in this bitch and I'm back on my shit Man they tell me be humble, I'm cocky as hell Shout-out my bitches that answered my calls When I called 'em collect cause it got me through hell Shout-out that judge that denied me my bail It made me smarter and made me go harder They locked me up and slowed my album up But I did not give up cause I knew I would prevail Came in the game, Philly as shit Look at these rappers, they silly as shit I do not know why they be gassing these suckers But fuck 'em cause I am not feeling their shit Difference between me and most of these rappers I'm talking about work that I really put in Talking about pistols I put on my hip And I'm talking about foreigns I really could whip That I really done drove Really was froze in my hood and these bitches I really did hit Really was chose, came up from nothing And now they like, "How he made millions so quick?" I'm in the back and it feel like a sofa I done seen bitches I'm fuckin' on Oprah In my new mansion I feel like I'm Sosa A brick on the table ain't sniffing no coca, no way All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But how can I lose when I came from the bottom? Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Uh, niggas can't see me with binoculars on Back of the Maybach, shottas on And all my niggas keep choppers on Don't reach round me, that's a chopper zone Every time you be on count, what the topic on? Two-hundred-and-fifty-thou what I dropped it on See y'all think it's a game 'til FOX be on Seeing they momma picking out boxes for 'em I want everything, got my own boxers on Own headphones to get my popping on I got my own Pumas that I designed 'em for 'em Steady-moving on these niggas, get my boxing on All I ever hear from niggas is what they prolly doing But they be really talkin' 'bout what I be doing All black Rottweiler, that Givenchy on Drop-top Rolls Royce but the top is on And the windows down like see y'all later Mirror-tint on that bitch so you could see y'all hating Champagne cork pop like we all made it Ya'll looking from the sideline we all hate it Money don't make it real Don't give a fuck if its eighty mil, pussy And just 'cause you got a Bentley That Bentley won't make you thorough, pussy Still hating me from my city I'm thinking is they for real, pussies 'Cause all I got to say is kill They'll come in like Navy Seals That's word to my momma, I promise I ain't doing no block And we shoot at you robbers and kill all you fuck niggas talking Lately I've been on this money Don't run it back up just to come and put you in a coffin I heard you said you was running this city I seen you in traffic and you was just walking Niggas be popping that shit like they with it When niggas start hitting all you did was talk it, you pussy All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But how can I lose when I came from the bottom? Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bending off the corner whipping out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But how can I lose when I came from the bottom? Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Uh, Lord knows I'm filthy rich All this ice is like fifty bricks Rap niggas throwing hissy fits I give my bitch a stack just for a Christmas gift And my bitch so bad, she on my Christmas list 'Member I prayed, really I wished for this To get the crib with the maid and with the picket fence I'm with some niggas that mad, we taking risks for this I'm talking risky business, flick the wrist Lord knows that I repent for this But Lord knows if I get penned for this I prolly won't get home until I'm fifty-six They say I'm the Messiah, you rappers is liars I sign up at church just to rap at the choir They spit my new verse at your wake while you're lying The middle of the church at your wake, no I'm lying I just came from jail, ain't do no crying They put me through hell, sharpened my iron I did my push-ups and I roared with the lions Like hold up, from balling I'm tired I'm back in this bitch and I'm back on my shit Man they tell me be humble, I'm cocky as hell Shout-out my bitches that answered my calls When I called 'em collect cause it got me through hell Shout-out that judge that denied me my bail It made me smarter and made me go harder They locked me up and slowed my album up But I did not give up cause I knew I would prevail Came in the game, Philly as shit Look at these rappers, they silly as shit I do not know why they be gassing these suckers But fuck 'em cause I am not feeling their shit Difference between me and most of these rappers I'm talking about work that I really put in Talking about pistols I put on my hip And I'm talking about foreigns I really could whip That I really done drove Really was froze in my hood and these bitches I really did hit Really was chose, came up from nothing And now they like, "How he made millions so quick?" I'm in the back and it feel like a sofa I done seen bitches I'm fuckin' on Oprah In my new mansion I feel like I'm Sosa A brick on the table ain't sniffing no coca, no way All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But how can I lose when I came from the bottom? Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Uh, niggas can't see me with binoculars on Back of the Maybach, shottas on And all my niggas keep choppers on Don't reach round me, that's a chopper zone Every time you be on count, what the topic on? Two-hundred-and-fifty-thou what I dropped it on See y'all think it's a game 'til FOX be on Seeing they momma picking out boxes for 'em I want everything, got my own boxers on Own headphones to get my popping on I got my own Pumas that I designed 'em for 'em Steady-moving on these niggas, get my boxing on All I ever hear from niggas is what they prolly doing But they be really talkin' 'bout what I be doing All black Rottweiler, that Givenchy on Drop-top Rolls Royce but the top is on And the windows down like see y'all later Mirror-tint on that bitch so you could see y'all hating Champagne cork pop like we all made it Ya'll looking from the sideline we all hate it Money don't make it real Don't give a fuck if its eighty mil, pussy And just 'cause you got a Bentley That Bentley won't make you thorough, pussy Still hating me from my city I'm thinking is they for real, pussies 'Cause all I got to say is kill They'll come in like Navy Seals That's word to my momma, I promise I ain't doing no block And we shoot at you robbers and kill all you fuck niggas talking Lately I've been on this money Don't run it back up just to come and put you in a coffin I heard you said you was running this city I seen you in traffic and you was just walking Niggas be popping that shit like they with it When niggas start hitting all you did was talk it, you pussy All I wanted was a new Mercedes Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it Women love me but the niggas hate it But how can I lose when I came from the bottom? Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
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This went hard asf
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can you please do this with a upbeat tempo, not a major speed up but noticeable like this, I heard a version like it a while ago and it was fire but I can't find it anymore.
All I wanted was a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner whipping out the lot, I got it
Women love me but the niggas hate it
But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Uh, Lord knows I'm filthy rich
All this ice is like fifty bricks
Rap niggas throwing hissy fits
I give my bitch a stack just for a Christmas gift
And my bitch so bad, she on my Christmas list
'Member I prayed, really I wished for this
To get the crib with the maid and with the picket fence
I'm with some niggas that mad, we taking risks for this
I'm talking risky business, flick the wrist
Lord knows that I repent for this
But Lord knows if I get penned for this
I prolly won't get home until I'm fifty-six
They say I'm the Messiah, you rappers is liars
I sign up at church just to rap at the choir
They spit my new verse at your wake while you're lying
The middle of the church at your wake, no I'm lying
I just came from jail, ain't do no crying
They put me through hell, sharpened my iron
I did my push-ups and I roared with the lions
Like hold up, from balling I'm tired
I'm back in this bitch and I'm back on my shit
Man they tell me be humble, I'm cocky as hell
Shout-out my bitches that answered my calls
When I called 'em collect cause it got me through hell
Shout-out that judge that denied me my bail
It made me smarter and made me go harder
They locked me up and slowed my album up
But I did not give up cause I knew I would prevail
Came in the game, Philly as shit
Look at these rappers, they silly as shit
I do not know why they be gassing these suckers
But fuck 'em cause I am not feeling their shit
Difference between me and most of these rappers
I'm talking about work that I really put in
Talking about pistols I put on my hip
And I'm talking about foreigns I really could whip
That I really done drove
Really was froze in my hood and these bitches I really did hit
Really was chose, came up from nothing
And now they like, "How he made millions so quick?"
I'm in the back and it feel like a sofa
I done seen bitches I'm fuckin' on Oprah
In my new mansion I feel like I'm Sosa
A brick on the table ain't sniffing no coca, no way
All I wanted was a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it
Women love me but the niggas hate it
But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Uh, niggas can't see me with binoculars on
Back of the Maybach, shottas on
And all my niggas keep choppers on
Don't reach round me, that's a chopper zone
Every time you be on count, what the topic on?
Two-hundred-and-fifty-thou what I dropped it on
See y'all think it's a game 'til FOX be on
Seeing they momma picking out boxes for 'em
I want everything, got my own boxers on
Own headphones to get my popping on
I got my own Pumas that I designed 'em for 'em
Steady-moving on these niggas, get my boxing on
All I ever hear from niggas is what they prolly doing
But they be really talkin' 'bout what I be doing
All black Rottweiler, that Givenchy on
Drop-top Rolls Royce but the top is on
And the windows down like see y'all later
Mirror-tint on that bitch so you could see y'all hating
Champagne cork pop like we all made it
Ya'll looking from the sideline we all hate it
Money don't make it real
Don't give a fuck if its eighty mil, pussy
And just 'cause you got a Bentley
That Bentley won't make you thorough, pussy
Still hating me from my city
I'm thinking is they for real, pussies
'Cause all I got to say is kill
They'll come in like Navy Seals
That's word to my momma, I promise I ain't doing no block
And we shoot at you robbers and kill all you fuck niggas talking
Lately I've been on this money
Don't run it back up just to come and put you in a coffin
I heard you said you was running this city
I seen you in traffic and you was just walking
Niggas be popping that shit like they with it
When niggas start hitting all you did was talk it, you pussy
All I wanted was a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it
Women love me but the niggas hate it
But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
thanks , man 👍
can u please slow down Meek Mill- Ambition (off this same album)....but slow it down more than this one....plz and thx brotha! :)
Yup, I got you. You gotta give me a couple days though. I don't have computer access right now. But yeah, I'll definitely do it :)
R. NADO th-cam.com/video/I_xpMQmr6i0/w-d-xo.html I did it
Found the definition measured it now its in me
i class this as anthem category
Dont let ian watch you change ever hes weak
Yesss
Dope
I fw this heavy
I didn't want to miss being inside of something or anything
Is this actually slowed? It doesn't sound like it
Its pitched down, which slows it down. Its not majorly slowed, but its fairly noticeable, at least to me lol
+Yung Trap Lord can you slow down Eminem evil deeds?
+crazyguy427 haven't heard that song in a hella long time haha yeah, i will
+Yung Trap Lord cheers mate
+Yung Trap Lord don't mean to be a pain but u got round to it yet?
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All I wanted was a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner whipping out the lot, I got it
Women love me but the niggas hate it
But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Uh, Lord knows I'm filthy rich
All this ice is like fifty bricks
Rap niggas throwing hissy fits
I give my bitch a stack just for a Christmas gift
And my bitch so bad, she on my Christmas list
'Member I prayed, really I wished for this
To get the crib with the maid and with the picket fence
I'm with some niggas that mad, we taking risks for this
I'm talking risky business, flick the wrist
Lord knows that I repent for this
But Lord knows if I get penned for this
I prolly won't get home until I'm fifty-six
They say I'm the Messiah, you rappers is liars
I sign up at church just to rap at the choir
They spit my new verse at your wake while you're lying
The middle of the church at your wake, no I'm lying
I just came from jail, ain't do no crying
They put me through hell, sharpened my iron
I did my push-ups and I roared with the lions
Like hold up, from balling I'm tired
I'm back in this bitch and I'm back on my shit
Man they tell me be humble, I'm cocky as hell
Shout-out my bitches that answered my calls
When I called 'em collect cause it got me through hell
Shout-out that judge that denied me my bail
It made me smarter and made me go harder
They locked me up and slowed my album up
But I did not give up cause I knew I would prevail
Came in the game, Philly as shit
Look at these rappers, they silly as shit
I do not know why they be gassing these suckers
But fuck 'em cause I am not feeling their shit
Difference between me and most of these rappers
I'm talking about work that I really put in
Talking about pistols I put on my hip
And I'm talking about foreigns I really could whip
That I really done drove
Really was froze in my hood and these bitches I really did hit
Really was chose, came up from nothing
And now they like, "How he made millions so quick?"
I'm in the back and it feel like a sofa
I done seen bitches I'm fuckin' on Oprah
In my new mansion I feel like I'm Sosa
A brick on the table ain't sniffing no coca, no way
All I wanted was a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it
Women love me but the niggas hate it
But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Uh, niggas can't see me with binoculars on
Back of the Maybach, shottas on
And all my niggas keep choppers on
Don't reach round me, that's a chopper zone
Every time you be on count, what the topic on?
Two-hundred-and-fifty-thou what I dropped it on
See y'all think it's a game 'til FOX be on
Seeing they momma picking out boxes for 'em
I want everything, got my own boxers on
Own headphones to get my popping on
I got my own Pumas that I designed 'em for 'em
Steady-moving on these niggas, get my boxing on
All I ever hear from niggas is what they prolly doing
But they be really talkin' 'bout what I be doing
All black Rottweiler, that Givenchy on
Drop-top Rolls Royce but the top is on
And the windows down like see y'all later
Mirror-tint on that bitch so you could see y'all hating
Champagne cork pop like we all made it
Ya'll looking from the sideline we all hate it
Money don't make it real
Don't give a fuck if its eighty mil, pussy
And just 'cause you got a Bentley
That Bentley won't make you thorough, pussy
Still hating me from my city
I'm thinking is they for real, pussies
'Cause all I got to say is kill
They'll come in like Navy Seals
That's word to my momma, I promise I ain't doing no block
And we shoot at you robbers and kill all you fuck niggas talking
Lately I've been on this money
Don't run it back up just to come and put you in a coffin
I heard you said you was running this city
I seen you in traffic and you was just walking
Niggas be popping that shit like they with it
When niggas start hitting all you did was talk it, you pussy
All I wanted was a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner, whipping out the lot, I got it
Women love me but the niggas hate it
But how can I lose when I came from the bottom?
Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows