Lately I been In my bag Fully focused On chasing the bag Tryna stack it up Tryna stack up All these rubber bands Till I’m adding up Hella digits Wid Serious Figures Rapidly Adding up Doing quick maths Like Bidmass Wid all this cash Getting stacked In the bank No cap Im on my grind Everyday Tryna stack it up In all different Kinda ways Gotta roll the dice Play my cards Imma play this game Till I make dat change Like PAC Imma chase it Till I see them changes N this life dat I’m living Changes For the better No cap I’m chasing greatness I got faith Cah I can feel it in my soul Like I was made for this I can feel it Like I know it (Yh) I know dat For a fact This shits in my blood In my genes Believe It’s been in my DNA from a baby From the day It all started When Mumzi made me I was made for the game N dats dat (Haha) Don’t like it Oh well Go & cry Like a little girl Cah dats ur problem Fam (Aha) Imma make it Wether u like it or not I’m not stopping Like It’s gonna happen N that ain’t ever changing Face the facts I ain’t ever letting No 1 Try take that from me (Nah) Fully on it Till I got it Like I’m Gotti Ain’t nobody gonna Stop me Trust me Lately I been on my F Shit Like Fuck this Fuck dat N Fuck dem Cah I ain’t got No more time In this life For no fake friends Nah Gotta stack it up Quick I’m chasing hella digits Till I’m escaping All these fake Snakes N I’m Breaking away & making it out Of the ends Till I’m living Like the realest Chilling in a fat crib N Whipping in some Mad whips Venting Cali Weed In a Bentaiga Bentley Rolls Royce Lamborghinis Or Mercedes Benz AMG All Top spec Coming fresh Looking clean I gotta faith in the process So I just gotta keep Making the progress Stay determined Till I win Gotta chase these dreams Till I’m living like a King Feeling patterned In a mad fat gaf Looking patterned In fashion Wid all this High end Designer Tailor made Outfits Made for me Made just for man Coming lit Wid the style On flick Stepping fresh To death Every time Dat I roll in (Yh) I’m on my A game Fully chasing it Till I’m making it No mistaking it Seen it in a vision Bouta change da game Make a difference Wid da spitting Like Watch this Use to waste my time Sitting Spliffing Thinking Reminiscing Like What if? But fuck looking back I’m only looking to the future Moving forward Strictly sticking to the plan Like I got this I just pray it’s gods plan & its true Like I knew I was truly Made for this Uhhh Listen Till I make it & I’m living mad Living my way The fly way Trust That’s why I’m on my grind Everyday On that paper chase Till i make it & I got it in the bag Trust me
My hoes in contour ('tour) My clothes are Tom Ford (Ford) My bro's, they want war so lock when I'm on tour Yo, tell your guys (guys) It's funny, I'm gettin' to the bag Got these nigga's mad they just wanna' start tellin' lies (tellin' lies) Tom Ford box with seven-fives (five) Since I got racks, I musta' heard every lie (all of 'em) There's a long list of rappers, I didn't get in line (never) I said, "I'm comin' and you nigga's better step aside" (step aside) It's 45 for the kilo, ain't no bargaining me (bargainin') Put Fred on your song and it'll be charting quickly (charting quickly) Every week I put a model in a car to Bricky To True Flavours, get my pepper steak fast and quickly I need the lemonade (yeah) Oh, you ain't seen a hundred racks? Well, I can demonstrate (Freddy) Young nigga blowing up the flat, I detonate Glass AP has shattered my wrist, it needs a rest today I got a way with words Any black yutes in -, man will make it burst No white yutes, my G, we're going on some racist works (hah) In '016 I got my first music project placed on Earth (Earth) But on the opp-block, I taped it first (first) I think I'm made of her 'Cause she's an animal lover, my jackets made of fur Sometimes I can't believe just what I made off words Still I ain't cutting from the opps Nigga's know that Fred will run for Mayor first Little man, I need a 40 just to lay a verse Baby girl's mad I move, but that's how a playa work The plug lost trust, now I gotta pay him first Took food off hella man, now he won't even take my work (work) But still time in tickin' (tickin') My girl got a good brain, you know her minds the sickest (sickest) But at the same time, she won't ever mind her business (business) Told my guys when they slide, bear in mind the witness Yo, my lady woke up with bruises tryna' find who did it Silly girl, you must not realize how my diamonds hittin' Last night, you could've easily lost your sight or vision I believe in God, so you could say I'm kind of Christian But going Hatton Garden every Sunday's my religion You was up in college, pussy boy, go write and listen (nerd) I was outside the plug's doing my revision (facts) Baby girl, you're not my main, you're my side addition (my side piece) So I'm gonna' need some "shh" when the wife is ringin' (ringin') Nigga's gotta' keep the "shh" 'cause my ice in blingin' (blingin') Got a suttin' with the "shh", do a silent drilling (drilling) Yeah, I poked up "shh", cah I don't like them niggas (pussies) You think I read comments? I'm a bad boy with street problems AP, Patek, and a Rolex, I keep options (options) 50 thousand for a festival, I keep shottin' Catch me countin' 20 in the morning while I eat porridge Baby girl you look good, let me see suttin' I was stuck up in the hood, had to be suttin' Niggas show respect in the place when my teams comin' I'll shop when I get to the place, I don't need luggage (I don't need luggage) I got your girl on top of me, I don't need covers (no) It's bicarbonate soda up in these cupboards I get emotional every time I see hundreds Gonna make my eyes water when I'm choppin' these onions Real shit Make my eyes water when I'm choppin' these onions
Let’s not talk about I was only 12 with a big zombie Out my back Now I’m only 14 it’s only 2 My next brudda got slammed for like 22 Still he got like 8 more He living with them Jews
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Literally just drums , bass and vocals. No need for anything else. Never heard a beat do so much with so little. This is hard bro.
ngl one of best beat I've ever heard
such a hard beat fredo aint never missed on beat selection
Missing the electric guitar bits… best part of the beat
So true
Fire beat 💯🔥
it has such a good vibe.. mmm
Harddd
This a gem
u earned a sub good work
god did
Good work 🔥🔥🔥 what DAW your workstation is
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Nice
Lately
I been
In my bag
Fully focused
On chasing the bag
Tryna stack it up
Tryna stack up
All these rubber bands
Till I’m adding up
Hella digits
Wid
Serious Figures
Rapidly
Adding up
Doing quick maths
Like Bidmass
Wid all this cash
Getting stacked
In the bank
No cap
Im on my grind
Everyday
Tryna stack it up
In all different
Kinda ways
Gotta roll the dice
Play my cards
Imma play this game
Till I make dat change
Like PAC
Imma chase it
Till I see them changes
N this life dat I’m living
Changes
For the better
No cap
I’m chasing greatness
I got faith
Cah
I can feel it in my soul
Like I was made for this
I can feel it
Like I know it
(Yh)
I know dat
For a fact
This shits in my blood
In my genes
Believe
It’s been in my DNA
from a baby
From the day
It all started
When Mumzi made me
I was made for the game
N dats dat
(Haha)
Don’t like it
Oh well
Go & cry
Like a little girl
Cah dats ur problem
Fam
(Aha)
Imma make it
Wether u like it or not
I’m not stopping
Like
It’s gonna happen
N that ain’t ever changing
Face the facts
I ain’t ever letting
No 1
Try take that from me
(Nah)
Fully on it
Till I got it
Like I’m Gotti
Ain’t nobody gonna
Stop me
Trust me
Lately
I been on my
F Shit
Like Fuck this
Fuck dat
N Fuck dem
Cah
I ain’t got
No more time
In this life
For no fake friends
Nah
Gotta stack it up
Quick
I’m chasing hella digits
Till I’m escaping
All these fake
Snakes
N I’m
Breaking away
& making it out
Of the ends
Till I’m living
Like the realest
Chilling in a fat crib
N
Whipping in some
Mad whips
Venting
Cali Weed
In a Bentaiga Bentley
Rolls Royce
Lamborghinis
Or Mercedes Benz
AMG
All Top spec
Coming fresh
Looking clean
I gotta faith in the process
So I just gotta keep
Making the progress
Stay determined
Till I win
Gotta chase these dreams
Till I’m living like a King
Feeling patterned
In a mad fat gaf
Looking patterned
In fashion
Wid all this
High end
Designer
Tailor made
Outfits
Made for me
Made just for man
Coming lit
Wid the style
On flick
Stepping fresh
To death
Every time
Dat I roll in
(Yh)
I’m on my A game
Fully chasing it
Till I’m making it
No mistaking it
Seen it in a vision
Bouta change da game
Make a difference
Wid da spitting
Like
Watch this
Use to waste my time
Sitting
Spliffing
Thinking
Reminiscing
Like What if?
But fuck looking back
I’m only looking to the future
Moving forward
Strictly sticking to the plan
Like I got this
I just pray it’s gods plan
& its true
Like I knew
I was truly
Made for this
Uhhh
Listen
Till I make it
& I’m living mad
Living my way
The fly way
Trust
That’s why I’m on my grind
Everyday
On that paper chase
Till i make it
& I got it in the bag
Trust me
10/10
My hoes in contour ('tour)
My clothes are Tom Ford (Ford)
My bro's, they want war so lock when I'm on tour
Yo, tell your guys (guys)
It's funny, I'm gettin' to the bag
Got these nigga's mad they just wanna' start tellin' lies (tellin' lies)
Tom Ford box with seven-fives (five)
Since I got racks, I musta' heard every lie (all of 'em)
There's a long list of rappers, I didn't get in line (never)
I said, "I'm comin' and you nigga's better step aside" (step aside)
It's 45 for the kilo, ain't no bargaining me (bargainin')
Put Fred on your song and it'll be charting quickly (charting quickly)
Every week I put a model in a car to Bricky
To True Flavours, get my pepper steak fast and quickly
I need the lemonade (yeah)
Oh, you ain't seen a hundred racks? Well, I can demonstrate (Freddy)
Young nigga blowing up the flat, I detonate
Glass AP has shattered my wrist, it needs a rest today
I got a way with words
Any black yutes in -, man will make it burst
No white yutes, my G, we're going on some racist works (hah)
In '016 I got my first music project placed on Earth (Earth)
But on the opp-block, I taped it first (first)
I think I'm made of her
'Cause she's an animal lover, my jackets made of fur
Sometimes I can't believe just what I made off words
Still I ain't cutting from the opps
Nigga's know that Fred will run for Mayor first
Little man, I need a 40 just to lay a verse
Baby girl's mad I move, but that's how a playa work
The plug lost trust, now I gotta pay him first
Took food off hella man, now he won't even take my work (work)
But still time in tickin' (tickin')
My girl got a good brain, you know her minds the sickest (sickest)
But at the same time, she won't ever mind her business (business)
Told my guys when they slide, bear in mind the witness
Yo, my lady woke up with bruises tryna' find who did it
Silly girl, you must not realize how my diamonds hittin'
Last night, you could've easily lost your sight or vision
I believe in God, so you could say I'm kind of Christian
But going Hatton Garden every Sunday's my religion
You was up in college, pussy boy, go write and listen (nerd)
I was outside the plug's doing my revision (facts)
Baby girl, you're not my main, you're my side addition (my side piece)
So I'm gonna' need some "shh" when the wife is ringin' (ringin')
Nigga's gotta' keep the "shh" 'cause my ice in blingin' (blingin')
Got a suttin' with the "shh", do a silent drilling (drilling)
Yeah, I poked up "shh", cah I don't like them niggas (pussies)
You think I read comments?
I'm a bad boy with street problems
AP, Patek, and a Rolex, I keep options (options)
50 thousand for a festival, I keep shottin'
Catch me countin' 20 in the morning while I eat porridge
Baby girl you look good, let me see suttin'
I was stuck up in the hood, had to be suttin'
Niggas show respect in the place when my teams comin'
I'll shop when I get to the place, I don't need luggage (I don't need luggage)
I got your girl on top of me, I don't need covers (no)
It's bicarbonate soda up in these cupboards
I get emotional every time I see hundreds
Gonna make my eyes water when I'm choppin' these onions
Real shit
Make my eyes water when I'm choppin' these onions
Thanks for the Lyrics.
can i use this beat?
Ask Dave
🥺
wheres the PAD and the guitar?
Let’s not talk about
I was only 12 with a big zombie
Out my back
Now I’m only 14 it’s only 2
My next brudda got slammed for like 22
Still he got like 8 more
He living with them Jews