Відео

Have u ever seen ur mother cry Cold nights Had no choice but to get it nice Pebbling on these 2s Through these crazy nights Will slap just make it right They on understand me now Shit I hope they understand me then

Trynna make shit patternd But shaytan is eating me

I see the pain in my mothers eyes these streets turned cold So I had to go and make it right

Roar like a lion In the cage This year they gotta let me in Or I’m gon iron my self in I was only 13 with no ounces untill I turned it to a ounce g

EVER SINCE I WAS A BABY DAD DIED MUM TRIED HER BEST TO RAISE ME

My ear drums request love off the roof makes ur whole family tree salute, salute penetrations on the fluke I’m rolling em a doob, I’m falling of the roof not the wicked of the group, not the wicked of the world not the wicked of the earth, not the wicked in the city not the wicked of the state, not the wicked of penetantion, walking contradiction my discriptions, of the top magicians composition, got them Listed after I smoked and lifted, shop lifters by the way on the road to riches, killers in the prisions killed prism who did not listen, to what they had to do to, that’s why I survived, my whole life on the cross im a walking site, got it all in my memory of short time, photos in my head photographically mind,

I was raised in a shitty place Where the sun sets west of the cityscape I slept in a bed that was never made And used to dream about food on my dinner plate No heater when the winter came So cold blood wouldn't spill when I’d slit my veins That was life and it didn't change For nineteen years in my mind I was in a maze I was trapped and I couldn't see a future Only all the things that I wouldn’t be I took a gamble and paid the price like a booking fee It's hard to stay straight narrow in these crooked streets I used to chill with this one chick She had a big heart but her dad was a fuckwit Me and her lived together in her mum's crib A halfway house cause her mother was a junkie I was fifteen and living on her couch Grace if you can hear me then I'm thinking of you now (grace) And you probably wonder why I'm not around After everything, we went through I don't wanna let you down Do you remember when she broke my heart When I came to yours in the morning I was soaked in blood I climbed through your window to your open arms You packed me up a cone and you told me that you know it's hard I'll pick you in my heart until my last breath Cause you been there since the start your my last chance And I hate that your face is the past tense Hate even more in the present that we aren’t friends But i’ll always have your back Cause you the only one who said I'd fall into a trap You told me that I’d more than just collapse But I stayed ignorant and kept ignoring all the facts But a lesson learned is an answer earned Sometimes the questions earned so be careful first I left school at an early age With the hopes of a job and to earn a wage Mum packed her stuff and she moved away I had to figure out to close the book you have to turn the page But my job didn't work out And then I stopped looking cause I knew I'd get turned down I was over waiting And my motivation was gone all I wanted to was make her proud The years to follow were the hardest I went through a lot of shit got swallowed by the darkness But I came out the other end With the knowledge of a man whose died a hundred deaths Through it all, I'm only left with a couple friends But they’re my fam until the fucking end (the fucking end)

Back like I never left back with no stress fuck a competition like bro I’m js up next why these man so vexed cah I fuck ur girl and move on to the next no stress see my bitch she the rudest and the cutest body come fat ruthless acctuly bitches on my dick natrualy Step in the studio factually heard me on the beat now she wanna beat sorry darling can’t wife a hoe sorry darling only trust ma bro ten toes down looking around don’t know who’s with me don’t who’s a clown bitches around giving verbal don’t care turn man herbal

Never been popular kid, just tryna make off the strip, fuck all them hoes, just tryna make some doe, if it comes to beef I will never fold, blue lights and sirens, they say I’m too silent, never needed guidance, cos I got through it on my own.

See my bitch she the rudest and the cutest body come fat ruthless acctuly bitches on my dick natrualy Step in the studio factually heard me on the beat now she wanna beat sorry darling can’t wife a hoe sorry darling only trust ma bro ten toes down looking around don’t know who’s with me don’t who’s a clown bitches around giving verbal don’t care turn man herbal 😊

Talk shit get wacked wid it 12 year old me wid 100 pebs I was gassed wid it I wasn’t tracking what life I’m living untill we got ran

And hows most of my town now smoking crack and how And hows the prisons so full man are let out can I cant even tell ya half of the facts but i can show u 2 get in dis cash

And hows that girl even loyal if she bangs everyman

Hows everybody wanti g to rap And hows a 12 year olds goinv countre to trap and hows bro still alive wen he stabbed in his back qqq

20 20 vision no need for.glaases Weekend away to spain coke & brasses Getting faded bro asking what the task is Point & shoot

Legendary times ✅

im falling out of love with this rap becuase i know the life that im living is a trap day ones dissapeard slowly turn they back they doing what they only know an im ok with that unsatisfied with the world i wanted change i couldnt find nobody to relate to this pain they swear there free but everywere i go im chained because i cant speak the truth if i wanna stay circle gotten smaller rents up to sky high work for dollars never see the note side eye the people who were close swear ive lost my mind find me in a system of sticthing up the nice guys we placed wimon ona pedestial knew i had to get to a level or she never will stay with a guy like me i had to fight all the time just to see the kinda life id lead a dissapointment from those for what i can see a seed only watered from the sky been living just for god now all my dogs all flee the best man wasnt the best that i coulda been the rest stare like the traditional life i need i aint got no time for girls an they for sure dont require me im in this world stopping by like hi then i will leave convinced its god punishing me i dont wanna believe if its true then im sorry for my deeds my sins i got the messege to many things going on tryna process it i need a job like i need a bullet to the head to live the fullest is to sin so what i do instead is stay all alone write raps in my phone an hopefully tomorrow ill be heading home

i got these pebbles in my mouth the shank on my hip i’m hungry just tryna eat so if your belly’s full you best outrun me take your lunch to make a drink my mum she wonders where her baby’s been but i been stuck up in a cell i couldn’t answer when she rung me they said home thats where the heart should be so i’m stuck up in the hood hitting my shots like it was archery back my sutton pray i hit an artery i know they’re after me the boys in blue just tryna slap another charge on me i’m where the gwala be i take the risk to get it bingo like it’s gala b wet the yola vanish then it’s coming back and hardening hear the ringtone hold your thoughts i’m answering barely time to bill it getting sick of all these crack fiends i’m stressed i need to catch z’s but i can’t stop i’m in the trap i need to stack p so i’ll be comfy when they catch me

Part 1] Dad died, mum tried her best to raise me Tried her best not to let the streets take her baby All the love in the world weren't gonna feed or pay me So I had to cut my own strings before she sent me crazy Nuff respect to the single lady Bringing up her baby on shitty wages Even though I fucked up I still give you ratings cos all the fingers pointin' [?] Hold tight the first chick that got to have my baby Same shit, nuttin' changes They say revengе is sweet girl you're gonna taste it Movin' snakey shе'd have thought yous a paigan It's in my nature to get you back So when I beat your friends don't be gettin' mad You already sent me to hell N' back Yeah there's still abit of love but I'm deadin' that One love for all the chicks that i couldn't beat Hear me on the beat now they wanna beat Used to have to stunt, now I fuck for free I even got this one bitch handing over P's Prostitute, I don't bone for free but I'm gettin' tired of these hoes cah these hoes are cheap Never been the type to kiss or cuddle while I go to sleep They're just hoes to me, why you think I bone N' leave Well done to this girl that I settle with Imma be real with you, show you everything Imma take you out of the hood, show you better shit You and me, ride or die til' the end of it You can give my daughter a brother You'd probably have to war with her mother She ain't gonna like that you're sworn as my lover You hear what I just said girl, you're sworn as my lover Last but not lest the most important in my life My daughter, she the most important in my eyes Daddy's little angel, she the reason I'm alive She the reason that I'm here and ain't ended up inside Me and mummy couldn't work it out Melted through he wax and the candle til' we burnt it out Went down a one way road there's no turnin' round Turnt my back on your mum but I'd never turn you down I remember your first breath but daddy weren't around to remember your first step I was in the trap til' there weren't any work left Workin' for a prat man, I barely just earnt bread Mummy had to lock her home, fuckin' with another bloke You the only reason that I never made the suttin' blow [Part 2] I'm like natural born killers I can get a fascio clapped for 4 figure's So don't come around me and stunt or talk wicked The youngen go mad with the swammy and you're finished I'm like money and [?] before women If you don't walk the walk what the fuck is you talkin' it? I can't show you half hearted cos I'm all in it I mix him body, lift him up there, forklift him The good die young, it's a vicious circle I ain't tryna be a hero, ain't ninja turtle A lot of man are washed up, yeah they stink of Persil I'm like dank out of dam, all these pricks commercial Believe me when the chase spittin' Man have to dive like Shay Given Cah dargy you can die like an aids victim Bada-bing bada-boom, have your face missin' Never been a pussy but I've always been a dodgy cunt Bada-bing bada-boom, you can get your body slumped You can hold a shell the same size as a hockey puck I'll send a younger in a cab to come hot you up Round ere' we only deal with proper stuff Get yourself sucked if you're ordering a box or up I can calll Paps, Paps will come box you up Right hook, left hook, pussy you'll be coughing blood You ain't ever slept in a traphouse The only time you've ever seen the rock was in Smackdown You ain't beatin' off the Glock what ya chat bout? Me? I'm the frontline You? you're the background I'm 6ft deep, you just act down Fly boy, go and ask your chick if I stand out Stand down before I make you the man down Hands down Banks I'm the best, it's around town A lot of people say [?] but they wanna spud me when we're in the flesh It's probably gon' be ugly when I meet my death Snail with no shell, got a slug that'll eat your head Clear sight, piss me off I start seein' red I'll spin you right so hype you'll be seein' left No snitching round ere' we don't speak to feds I've got a younger that'll bun a man and leave him dead Playin' for the team, never on the bench I can show you how to make a bag out of 50 pence I ain't 50 cent darg and I ain't Eminem London boy you know I'm totally your president Flow so perfect, people say that it was heaven sent If me and you got war just know you're waring with a terrorist My whole squads on some messy shit I'll take a shot from the spot on a messy tip

Tic tac toe Tag your toe Wid da Scorpion leave u out to dry Like a ornament 3 for 15 so Get your orders in Raw not porcelain Quiet im not talkative Dad left mum did her best to raise me Nigga get rolled on like pastry Praying I go mainstream Or it’s back to basic Rice wid da gravy snow like da ice age Hand me my accolades Build 10 phones so my hands got no space Whipping up da yay like a soufflé Solo no hombre In da field like Kante Get stepped on like cocaine Heat no propane Burn you face like a skin fade Watch heavy so my wrist ache 1st take duck a 5 shot Throw Weaving n bopin dis ain’t hopspock Punchure lungs we crop tops

Got my lady in a hotel room I got her on all 4s bros knocking on the door she telling me she needs some more legs wide on the floor knees deep beating up that pussy raw but I gotta go I gotta nother call I’m back to the strip back to the shots back to hitting licks 021 on a push I was circling round the strip tryna find a yard to raid so I can make another flip rule number 1 in this game don’t ever fucking slip an sometimes I sit back and question myself I should be on my deen but I’m smoking weed to try an heal myself mummy makes dua for me daily for allah to save me fine in my mind but to her I must be fucking crazy An it’s kinda shit I never had no one to look up 2 made a promise to my mum that I wouldn’t be a fuck up 2 feds on the ting all active when I’m cutting tru an certain man don’t like me say fuck me then it’s fuck you 2 any violation it’s your yard that I’m runnin through

love you ganesha

Like I’m the realest guy you’ll meet But I’ll be fake if you’re fake to me Like their straps forgazy g But ours ain’t even fake It glees Like rm shotty’s got the beam And we’re shotting to the fiends Its sad when they beg you for stuff When they don’t have enough Money to pay for them dr*gs Mum raised me with a nice heart So I let them off Make sure u got the p’s next time But I don’t really mind Cuz ik they addicted They a victim Of dr*g abuse So why am I helping these dr*ggy dudes It just feels wrong if I’m mean at them I used to beat up nitties when they didn’t have ten Threatened to pull up with a mac 10 Anyways lemme speak about my pops Realest guy I met on the block He was a good guy He was very great But the things we did wasn’t so great Imagine having the best parents And they see the kids Like they must be amazed It wasn’t their fault It’s all up to our minds Cah we love grind We make p’s like most time But I feel guilty to give anything to my parents Cah my money it comes illegally So how can you give your illegal’s p’s To the cleanest g’s Like for real g if you know what I mean.

0:08

What’s the name of the instrumental

Wickedman music 🥷🏾🦉🥃♾️

2nd instrumental where’s that?

can u remake the second part where hes on about right hook left hook coughing blood n shit

0:07

Grew up in the ghetto just a white troubled baby, only had ma my mum but she done her best to raise me, and i got a lotta love for that single lady, but ive also been around alot of snakes g, I’ve seen alot of shit thats tapped, i aint ever going back, back them times dropping out of school just to link my gang, going halves on a draw now im gettings zips its mad, me and bros were on the roads burning heads of cali fam, got me smoking cali trees, I’ve had your girl on her knees, make her pussy bleed when im blowing out her back my g, smoking on this runts has me feeling baked g, had to show lil bro now he’s getting wavy, had to spend a couple cold night on a blue mattress, but i never caught a case for all this mad shit, i guess im lucky always called it gods plan bitch, yeah im lucky that i landed on the right pad shit,

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Wintertime rolling round with Tem We're still on the ends, no two for tens Niggas want beef, let the war commence I'll shoot him with the Trey cause it's excellent New twelve gauge, I cut the nose off Now the pump's looking like it had a nose job All I talk is money, niggas bitching why? They had me up in jail, I did a thousand nights My nigga's still trapping, lives that trapping life Me and my nigga Chess at the traffic lights Shout out my brother Spiggs, home soon akh Rolling round with Kurdish, Jackson like I'm Curtis I got a picture from my nigga Billy Rolling round in that TT, me and my nigga Busy I'm with my brown chick and she sold tick Twenty-five I'm talking bout a whole brick These fuckboys don't fucking know shit I love toys but trust me I'm no kid They don't want beef, tell 'em strap up a whole clip Cashmere jumper with my fucking Gucci loafers S&M that's a madness Beef 'em outside like some campers Guns gon' shoot like some cameras I don't play fair, catch me up in Mayfair Talking business bitch, you've been a prick Olive skin chick from Marrakesh Engaged to the streets, we ain't married yet I let this gun blow like a clarinet I rep for my borough like Harriet Pop tools, pussy niggas, brothels Hop out the Vauxhall, pop all the streets, apostles I'll see you at the crossroad Two TECs, yin-yang twins Gun in my suit, big man ting If that big suss brings man in Westfield shopping, me and Bim Get a nigga whacked nigga okey-dokey Godfather Snap call me Corleone Niggas mad cause I fucking speak to Coley Niggas mad - on a Roley These fuck niggas, I don't trust niggas I'm in the C-Class in the cut nigga White tee, Balmain jacket I'm in the X3, you're standing in the rain faggot Top floor panoramic With the .45, Snap Capone I'm real callous I'm a fly boy, Emporio Armani I don't wanna talk unless it involves money Guess what? This jacket's from Guess darg I'll shoot hit his head top, head rock Up close and personal, red dot Head, chest, neck shot Rest off, turn a nigga cabbage, veg oh I be in the Lex with a TEC darg I don't take chat nigga take guap VIP lounge, we're in the best spot Turn a nigga's hoodie to a vest top S Capone the vet darg I remember days when the pack came I had four bitches just to bag 'caine We rented four cribs just to stash 'caine A few months later then the feds came All my niggas trapping, we ain't unemployed Got a Porsche and some chips, no saveloy Speeding in the whip, all tinted out Squeezing the clip to get the devil out I used to keep my gun in the neighbour's house Then the council kicked my neighbours out Bitches asking why they call me Snap Capone I'm the reincarnation of Al Capone Never talk shit nigga less is more I'm all about the capital I learned economics from the drug dealers I be running the streets in my suede Pumas Nothing personal nigga owning business I've got a killer team and she's the witness Free my niggas in the jailhouse I remember days sending mail out My nigga Max was my next door Now we're on the roads driving Z4's All I talk is money nigga where's yours? Big .45 and a next tool Arabic chick speaking Arabia Me and my niggas munching up in Amalia's I might link Dim for that Bobby Brown Ten out of ten, got the best in town I'm on the M3 in the M3 Profit this week, no less than ten G's Talking half a box nigga Front row seats to watch my nigga box nigga Rolls Royce prints in my watch nigga Cartier, machine and a Glock nigga Head shot nigga, drop nigga I don't give a fuck about a postcode Tryna get that Roley all in rose gold Niggas getting dropped, shit was meant to be Penthouse views, no rentals G I'm talking 'bout two grand a month nigga You're too broke, you ain't got no funds nigga Your chick left, that's no fun nigga That's why she's round me and my niggas

Now I'm out Dip splash hear him shout I don't ever do this for clout One chef to the jugular send you to the cloud Bill you up that's loud I need to stack money

Daddy went jail mummy had to raise me he was locked away when she was conceiving her baby this life that Ive lived is crazy after everything I’ve seen you think you can phase me or play me or betray me you must be going crazy,have you ever had your sister but headphones on your head because your parents are shouting again it was happening every week like a reoccurring event and money was tight so after going shopping you have to see how much you spent to see if you have enough to pay the rent,rest in peace uncle king you was on the wing but then you did your ting you could rap you could sing you was gonna keep going higher like a swing,not on roads but not a victim but if you violate then retaliations instant

Benny Banks beat Lyrically been gifted I been going places Olders said that I been gifted since early ages Luv ma bros in dk in them shitty cages I been free-styling since I knew what my age is Matter fact since the day I knew what my name is I love the game but I don’t think I know what the game is Bro doing magic in the pot widdem fucking mages I been staying out the way so I can really make it So why try tell me that I can’t I show to love to these hoes but I love dem from a-far Snl 1k I wish kept the other part But that’s just how it goes when you wanna fresh start Look Crazy cuz I thought I wouldn’t rap again Wasn’t motivated till I made another track for dem Block been boring think it’s time I let it slap again Up in the morning trynna babysit the .. again Life’s so crazy Dropped a new tune now your girl moving brazy I don’t wanna commentate on dem sides, swayzee, if you wanna conversate you probably gotta pay me Rest in peace to ma dead unc, the last time I seen you was prolly over 12 months I aint gon love a Girl cuz I ain’t what a girl wants They only want short term and I ain’t one of dem ones 6 pebs in a night, but you can’t sleep the streets chose him but them streets could never choose me Real shit not a cut like a movie u can get wet like your girlfriends coochie And if I slide on ma toosii, don’t get put ina chip, like boosi Bro said, Same thing every night he feels like he’s trapped in hell with a knife That’s just how it goes when you on dat peddle bike With your hoodie teared up and dem adidas stripes Niggas living with dem choices that were made before their time Because they came from that block they gotta watch out for dem guys Aye They didn’t know that I could rap like this Next time don’t underestimate me cah I’ll buss my ting 6 shots but I only took one out the spin Typin like u dat guy but I know where u live And it only gets worse If it didn’t woulda been a minute not another verse Feds banging all these doors down Light hearted yute but I won’t snitch till I fall down Don’t talk about real shit like your built for it, nun of us were built for dis but you gotta deal with it

Rip dad 2002💚🙏💐

Take it in when we talking in the flesh, Turn heads quick, when I’m Walking in I’m fresh. Big nike tick, what I’m Sporting on my creps, For the full blue fit, look like sporticus in ere. Can’t feel my legs, when I’m snorting all this ket. But if you ain’t got a dad, then, it’s sorta what you get. Can’t ever live sober, that’s a thought I never kept. That’s what make me want put the boarer to my head. Yo. Life is a game, Flip the table that it’s on, like, I ain’t gonna play, There’s a lot shit up here, that, I ain’t gonna say. I just gotta make it known, I ain’t coming for the day. Nah I ain’t coming for the week either, Lyrics that’s are peak, you can meet Jesus. Me owning land that’s a Beat thesis, P need this, I won’t need features. I just need a mic and beat, pre this. Spittings a skilI, I make it seem seamless. If she ain’t leng she can’t see penis, Rather have love, but they can’t see features, I don’t show, I don’t want a hoe. I don’t wanna beat this ting for the mo, I wanna go pro, and, chill on a boat. Wit a nice ting, eat avacados. Bro, It’s all love for the real. Be thankful, you could never Fuck wit a mill$. Even if you good couldn’t touch near my skill. Slap your dirty mitten, spitten, fuck how you feel. Most can’t beat me, it’s the luck that will, Prolly get hit by a truck and killed. Narnie stick, so I fuck her gills, And you suckers suck, so I’ll suck your jills. Man act chickens, just cluck and bill, So don’t be suprised if I pluck your meals. Good die young, only suckers steal, My life defies that’s, fuck your feels. Fuck you lot, Who just fuck wit mills, Word of advice, Fucking chill, Burn all your lives, Then suck your will. Turn out your eyes, wit the fucking steel. \ And I’m fucking sick, Hating on me, suck my dick. Play wit zombies, I got guns equip, It’s a red dead one, when I bunned the kid. Bite the hand to feed, so I Jumped the ship, Family rep, I Sunken it. Colly or a spliff guess I’m bunking it, Hate to think, so I get drunk and shit, To hide the fact, that there’s, tons to flip. Even though, I got plans to win, And I ran my ting, Now I’m running shit. Still I gotta grind like bud for spliffs.

Take it in when we talking in the flesh, Turn heads quick, when I’m Walking in I’m fresh. Big nike tick, what I’m Sporting on my creps, For the full blue fit, look like sporticus in ere. Can’t feel my legs, when I’m snorting all this ket. But if you ain’t got a dad, then, it’s sorta what you get. Can’t ever live sober, that’s a thought I never kept. That’s what make me want put the boarer to my head. Yo. Life is a game, Flip the table that it’s on, like, I ain’t gonna play, There’s a lot shit up here, that, I ain’t gonna say. I just gotta make it known, I ain’t coming for the day. I ain’t coming for the week either, Lyrics that’s are peak, you can meet Jesus. Me owning land that’s a Beat thesis, P need this, I won’t need features. I just need a mic and beat, pre this. Spittings a skilI, I make it seem seamless. If she ain’t leng she can’t see penis, Rather have love, but they can’t see features, I don’t show, I don’t want a hoe. I don’t wanna beat this ting for them mo, Me I go pro, chill on a boat. Wit a nice ting, eat avacados. Bro, It’s all love for the real. Be thankful, you could never Fuck wit a mill$. Even if you good couldn’t touch near my skill. Slap your dirty mitten, spitten, fuck how you feel. Most can’t beat, it’s the luck that will, Prolly get hit by a truck and killed. Narnie stick, so I fuck her gills, And you suckers suck, so I’ll suck your jills. Man act chickens, just cluck and bill, So don’t he suprised if u pluck your meals. Good die young, only suckers steal, My life defies that’s, fuck your feels. Fuck you lot, Who just fuck wit mills, Word of advice, Fucking chill, Burn all your lives, Then suck your will. Turn out your eyes, wit the fucking steel. And I’m fucking sick, Hating on me, suck my dick. Play wit zombies, I got guns equip, It’s a red dead one, when I bunned the kid. Bite the hand to feed, so I Jumped the ship, Family rep, I Sunken it. Colly or a spliff guess I’m bunking it, Hate to think, so I get drunk and shit, To hide the fact, that there’s, tons to flip. Even though, I got plans to win, And I ran my ting, Now I’m running shit. Still I gotta grind like bud for spliffs.

Take it in when we talking in the flesh, Turn heads quick, when I’m Walking in I’m fresh. Big nike tick, what I’m Sporting on my creps, For the full blue fit, look like sporticus in ere. Can’t feel my legs, when I’m snorting all this ket. But if you ain’t got a dad, then, it’s sorta what you get. Can’t ever live sober, that’s a thought I never kept. That’s what make me want put the boarer to my head. Yo. Life is a game, Flip the table that it’s on, like, I ain’t gonna play, There’s a lot shit up here, that, I ain’t gonna say. I just gotta make it known, I ain’t coming for the day. I ain’t coming for the week either, Lyrics that’s are peak, you can meet Jesus. Me owning land that’s a Beat thesis, P need this, I won’t need features. I just need a mic and beat, pre this. Spittings a skilI, I make it seem seamless. If she ain’t leng she can’t see penis, Rather have love, but they can’t see features, I don’t show, I don’t want a hoe. I don’t wanna beat this ting for them mo, Me I go pro, chill on a boat. Wit a nice ting, eat avacados. Bro, It’s all love for the real. Be thankful, you could never Fuck wit a mill$. Even if you good couldn’t touch near my skill. Slap your dirty mitten, spitten, fuck how you feel. Most can’t beat, it’s the luck that will, Prolly get hit by a truck and killed. Narnie stick, so I fuck her gills, And you suckers suck, so I’ll suck your jills. Man act chickens, just cluck and bill, So don’t he suprised if u pluck your meals. Good die young, only suckers steal, My life defies that’s, fuck your feels. Fuck you lot, Who just fuck wit mills, Word of advice, Fucking chill, Burn all your lives, Then suck your will. Turn out your eyes, wit the fucking steel.

Take it in when we talking in the flesh, Turn heads quick, when I’m Walking in I’m fresh. Big nike tick, what I’m Sporting on my creps, For the full blue fit, look like sporticus in ere. Can’t feel my legs, when I’m snorting all this ket. But if you ain’t got a dad, then, it’s sorta what you get. Can’t ever live sober, that’s a thought I never kept. That’s what make me want put the boarer to my head. Yo. Life is a game, Flip the table that it’s on, like, I ain’t gonna play, There’s a lot shit up here, that, I ain’t gonna say. I just gotta make it known, I ain’t coming for the day. I ain’t coming for the week either, Lyrics that’s are peak, you can meet Jesus. Me owning land that’s a Beat thesis, P need this, I won’t need features. I just need a mic and beat, pre this. Spittings a skilI, I make it seem seamless. If she ain’t leng she can’t see penis, Rather have love, but they can’t see features, I don’t show, I don’t want a hoe. I don’t wanna beat this ting for them mo, Me I go pro, chill on a boat. Wit a nice ting, eat avacados. Bro, It’s all love love the real. Be thankful, you could never Fuck wit a mill$. Even if you good couldn’t touch near my skill. Slap your dirty mitten, spitten, fuck how you feel.

Take it in when we talking in the flesh, Turn heads quick, when I’m Walking in I’m fresh. Big nike tick, what I’m Sporting on my creps, For the full blue fit, look like sporticus in ere. Can’t feel my legs, when I’m snorting all this ket. But if you ain’t got a dad, then, it’s sorta what you get. Can’t ever live sober, that’s a thought I never kept. That’s what make me want put the boarer to my head. Yo. Life is a game, Flip the table that’s it’s on like I ain’t gonna play, There’s a lot shit up here, that, I ain’t gonna say. I just gotta make it known, I ain’t coming for the day. I ain’t coming for the week either, Lyrics that’s are peak, you can meet Jesus. Me getting owning land that’s a Beat thesis, P need this, I won’t need features. I just need a mic and beat, pre this. Spittings a skilI, I make it seem seamless. If she ain’t leng she can’t see penis, Rather have love, but they can’t see features, I don’t show, I don’t want a hoe. I don’t wanna beat this ting for them mo, Me I go pro, chill on a boat. Wit a nice ting, eat avacados. Bro, It’s all love love the real. Be thankful, you could never Fuck wit a mill$. Even if you good couldn’t touch near my skill. Slap your dirty mitten, spitten, fuck how you feel.

Take it in when we talking in the flesh, Turn heads quick when I’m Walking in I’m fresh. Big nike ticks what I’m Sporting on my creps, For the full blue fit look like sporticus in ere. Can’t feel my legs when I’m snorting all this ket. But if you ain’t got a dad, then it’s sorta what you get. I can’t ever live sober that’s a thought I never kept, That’s what make me wanna put the boarer to my head. Yo. Life is a game, Flip the table that’s it’s on like I ain’t gonna play, There’s a lot shit up here, that, I ain’t gonna say. I just gotta make it known, I ain’t coming for the day. I ain’t coming for the week either, Lyrics that’s are peak, you can meet Jesus. Me getting owning land that’s a Beat thesis, P need this, I won’t need features. I just need a mic and beat, pre this. Spittings a skilI, I make it seem seamless. If she ain’t leng she can’t see penis, Rather have love, but they can’t see features, I don’t show, I don’t want a hoe. I don’t wanna beat this ting for them mo, Me I go pro, chill on a boat. Wit a nice ting, eat avacados. Bro, It’s all love love the real. Be thankful, you could never Fuck wit a mill$. Even if you good couldn’t touch near my skill. Slap your dirty mitten, spitten, fuck how you feel.

I'm just tryna make a living Hope on the track I'm not chilling I'm going for the killing

Check me lifestyle ye me life's wild Am not em grab the pen check this white child

Stepped in this game step around playing characters in the street showing true face like a cube cause they got more than two face toothpaste, touché, suofle, toothache, do 8, true mates

slapped a q to my bro and told him move dat If u find u a real girl make sure u dont loose dat i jus billed up a fat ting ay broski twos dat see a cutie in the shubbs turn around like whos dat baddie on me got a slim waste and a cute back got caught wid his pants down ay thats a new lack cooking up a storm wid broski on a new track If u ain't got the heart I beg dont speak loose ahk she looking at my pockets now looking at a few racks ps on ps uno im tryna stack up if this hustle flops uno i got a backup dead ting wid a lip idk who got her gassed up I jus say i rap no need for a chat up

mummy acted like a hoe fucking with another bloke you the only reason that I didn't let a suttin blow

So that's the reason why had to go and make this track.... ...... its had me feeling like I'm broke now so now I chase bag I'm tryna aim for better Fam im tryna do the maths It's got me reminiscing about the people in the past When I was broke I couldn't phone nobody G that was bad I wernt needing cash I just needed chats but that's already past I guess I'd wheel it back Cus i aint ever crashing I just do the dance uck life do like I'm OJ More time Slap it like bro ski 44 long like stone peaks I can get u flapping like dope fene Said I never Pull it but hold heat More time grab it when I sold Bs Life don't owe me Standing on my own feet Get it while I'm shooting on my own street Said I'd never get it that's whole a heap.......of trash up on the beat so uck ya whole team You can talk hit up on the beat but your never popping Catch him on the block il get the glizzy make the younger drop him Said I'm never tracking I got views so where's the uck your numbers? I been out here trapping setting traps so what the ucks your problem? Ever since a young buck I bin out here tryna teach these young thugs Tryna keep blood up in the runts up Tryna keep a hold up on them factions that we done took Olders lost there Life's because they lack up on some dumb stuff Sticky situations got der lungs punched I don't wanna talk about them cases getting spung up Catch u on the road I get da pump pump Lay him down to rest because of dumb stuff I guess dat u can say dat I'm a dumb unt Yo I aint never lacking got the mini automatic And il Slap it if you think dat you are badder than my manors Pay a visit yous except that your faggot Il be firing all the bars because I'm manic I got stress stress up In my head and I can't manage All the pain it turns me savage Think about that life when I was stranded Stairing that landing like I planned 6 years old remanded Locked up in system with da mandems Olders think there sick they got no chances Tbccccccccc

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Who produced this beat? Where can I find it in higher quality