told him never switch, really with my bro since day 1 i never switched, mentally the same try get a rolly on our wrist, if i send shots to ur dome hell send shots to ur chin, so if u run ur lip im sending bullets to a kid, cus i aint ever switch i leave him holy in this shit, better pray to god if im flicking out the flicks. we really from the slums we was allways moving bricks, steady on the road cus if im not ill prolly slip, always had big dreams never had time for a bitch, met a caremel chick and she sweet like a twix, she didnt let it click, i couldnt leave my yard she wouldnt let me grab my stick, i was tryna run down pricks like we ina grand prix, then i met a wicked little witch, but little did she know i had wickedest tricks, i was playing with 9 till i had the 3s with my 6, i still wonder why 7 ate 9, bc i had the time they woulda all been fine, i woulda stuck it in his spine, and leave the scene a crime, when im airing out bine, now im airing out mine, god gave him light but im taking all the pride, bc if he takes mine the sun will never shine, and the moon will never rise like ive taken all the light, halo on his head with angels gona fly, i was in an audi a6 sticking to script, then i had to grip and lay down ships, bang bang had ur street like a solar eclipse, give a snitch a stitch when i play with hollow tips, X2 told him never switch, really with my bro since day 1 i never switched, mentally the same try get a rolly on our wrist, if i send shots to ur dome hell send shots to ur chin, so if u run ur lip im sending bullets to a kid, cus i aint ever switch i leave him holy in this shit, better pray to god if im flicking out the flicks. we really from the slums we was allways moving bricks, steady on the road cus if im not ill prolly slip, always had big dreams never had time for a bitch, met a caremel chick and she sweet like a twix, she didnt let it click, i couldnt leave my yard she wouldnt let me grab my stick, i was tryna run down pricks like we ina grand prix, then i met a wicked little witch, but little did she know i had wickedest tricks, i was playing with 9 till i had the 3s with my 6, i could never trip i could never fall, bang to his lip then we made him drool, put him to the floor now hes sitting in a pools, tears in his eyes beacuse he thought gang ways cool, this life is always cruel, so if u wont use ur tool then u better stay in school, beacuase we tale all your jewels, theres only one rule , never touch ur women or were gonna leave u ghoul, i need to get some fuel, i gota burn my clothes, bc there was bare blood spule, i gota make a move, bc i can never lose, got suttin to prove, there people to remove, and its already been approved, i had to leave group, left my circle, so there nothing lose, uve gota pick and choose, but i can never be food, there no excuse, when im blacked out like bruce, and ive never left a clue, no witness bc i told em leave the room, made eyes rool back, made eye dilute, cuts in his goose, he knows hes met his doom
@zVeqxz 1 month ago (edited) Got a motive Moving focused Wid my mind On the gwop On my grind All the time Can’t stop Till I’m Heading straight to the top N I’m stacking up This dough Quick Rapid This money be the motive The grind be my habit Fully on it Till I shine Looking fly Wid my fashion Looking patterned Till I’m patterned From my Head to Toe N I’m Covered In all this gold Like a pharaoh Coming hella cold Chilly When I’m stepping N I’m Dripping In all this ice Flexing Wid all these diamonds Shining So bright Dat it’s blinding Hella icy shit Sitting fixed on my wrist Looking froze Wid all those Stones Looking sick Reflecting Off of my watch N All these Boujjee Rocks Dangling Down Off my neck Glistening I ain’t stopping Fully grinding Till i got the crown N I’m fucking winning Chilling Sipping coke n rum Off the rocks Sitting in the sun Feeling cotched N Living different Listen Im bouta flex On my ex bitch N all the haters That didn’t wanna See me do this Didn’t wanna see me Make it n win Like why u all Always gotta be So fucking negative Still I kept it moving Cah it’s only right That I get it in When u know Dat ur blessed Wid a talent Like this U know In ur soul It’s a waste If u don’t chase This wish Trust So I think it’s blatant I can’t waste this gift That’s been Given to me For really I got too many Rhymes On my mind In my zone wid da flows When I’m spitting on the mix Bouta Do a madness A mazzaleen Like Meekz Like Meek Milli I gotta get a milli quick Bouta go crazy on it Brazy on this shit Bouta get silly wid it Kill it On the mix Spin it quick When I spit N get it lit Light it up Like I’m clicking on a stick Wid Trigger finger Aiming down the sight Wid precision in the vision Can’t miss Like a top hitter When I’m spitting On the track Leave it Shelly Like I’m spinning Off a wap No cap I’m aiming for the top Gotta get these stacks bigger N this Bank Balance Filling Quicker n Quicker Like there’s no limits I got money on my mind Gotta push it to the limit Till I’m living free Wiv all this p On me Splashing silly Like there’s no limits I got This vision In my sight On a motive Got a scheme Constant hustling Till I’m living Rich Wid no worries Cah I’m done wiv Having nothing I ain’t got no more time For struggling Nah Fully on it Not stopping Till I make it Gotta make it sumin Sumin sick Till I’m living Like I’m the Fucking Prime minister Wid all My shit Getting ticked off my list Ticking off my wish list I need A fat mansion Mad crib In the sticks Looking lit Wid a Marble staircase N A fuck off Chandelier Hanging from it Wid a Jacuzzi Bar Pool N Movie room Sea side views N all of that sick shit The list goes on But u get my drift Gotta cop Some fresh whips Like Liberty Walk Wid some mad body kits Paint jobs N N some big fat rims on it Looking sick Gotta get myself A 10/10 Bad n Boujee Model bitch With a beautiful face N seductive body to fit Looking thin n thick Wid a big back Tight waist Nice thighs N some curvy hips Looking hella sexy When she bounce Off this d*** (Yh) I’m on my grind Till this life’s flowing smooth Like the ocean Coasting Aiming for the sky N Staying optimistic In my prime Like I’m Optimus Call dat Oculus When I hop on da mic So sick Ull think It’s sinister But I can never sell my soul Cah I know I’m realer than that I ain’t no fake twat Committed strictly To my business Ain’t got no time for the bullshit All that jealousy Bad energy Crap Can’t be round none of that No cap I got the patience of a saint But try test my patience Get in my way Or talk on my name Or get in my way N I guarantee Ur gonna see The wrath Fucking aftermath Chat bad to man N U Better watch ur back Cah Imma make karma Come round Right back Watch it bite ya N make u regret that N Dats dat But let’s get get back To rap Back to this Imma chase dat bread Till I’m baking it Wid Hella bread Like a baker No apron shit Rolling up these papers Bouta backstrap Dat Cali pack N get blazing it Till I’m high Too fly N in touch wid my spirit N my mind When I spit these rhymes Got me feeling like The illest Like I was made for it Made for this It’s my destiny What I’m meant for Feeling like 50 Cent Cah Many men Wish death upon me But I plan to stay living Fuck the dickheads Ain’t nobody stopping me From fulling my destiny No stress I can feel it in my gut Some day Soon I’ll be up next N il be reaching these dreams N fulfilling all my fantasies Believe
Steady climbing up no time to be wasted bring the blade we can have a occasion they talk but dont bite They move but not right Telling my bruddas we need to cop a mash in these streets aint nuttin but mad shit
I grew up dodging 12 but I always got away My youngin in n out, tha pen n sliding where u stay I always play gun games, my finger real itchy tryna spray
Got a motive Moving focused Wid my mind On the gwop On my grind All the time Can’t stop Till I’m Heading straight to the top N I’m stacking up This dough Quick Rapid This money be the motive The grind be my habit Fully on it Till I shine Looking fly Wid my fashion Looking patterned Till I’m patterned From my Head to Toe N I’m Covered In all this gold Like a pharaoh Coming hella cold Chilly When I’m stepping N I’m Dripping In all this ice Flexing Wid all these diamonds Shining So bright Dat it’s blinding Hella icy shit Sitting fixed on my wrist Looking froze Wid all those Stones Looking sick Reflecting Off of my watch N All these Boujjee Rocks Dangling Down Off my neck Glistening I ain’t stopping Fully grinding Till i got the crown N I’m fucking winning Chilling Sipping coke n rum Off the rocks Sitting in the sun Feeling cotched N Living different Listen Im bouta flex On my ex bitch N all the haters That didn’t wanna See me do this Didn’t wanna see me Make it n win Like why u all Always gotta be So fucking negative Still I kept it moving Cah it’s only right That I get it in When u know Dat ur blessed Wid a talent Like this U know In ur soul It’s a waste If u don’t chase This wish Trust So I think it’s blatant I can’t waste this gift That’s been Given to me For really I got too many Rhymes On my mind In my zone wid da flows When I’m spitting on the mix Bouta Do a madness A mazzaleen Like Meekz Like Meek Milli I gotta get a milli quick Bouta go crazy on it Brazy on this shit Bouta get silly wid it Kill it On the mix Spin it quick When I spit N get it lit Light it up Like I’m clicking on a stick Wid Trigger finger Aiming down the sight Wid precision in the vision Can’t miss Like a top hitter When I’m spitting On the track Leave it Shelly Like I’m spinning Off a wap No cap I’m aiming for the top Gotta get these stacks bigger N this Bank Balance Filling Quicker n Quicker Like there’s no limits I got money on my mind Gotta push it to the limit Till I’m living free Wiv all this p On me Splashing silly Like there’s no limits I got This vision In my sight On a motive Got a scheme Constant hustling Till I’m living Rich Wid no worries Cah I’m done wiv Having nothing I ain’t got no more time For struggling Nah Fully on it Not stopping Till I make it Gotta make it sumin Sumin sick Till I’m living Like I’m the Fucking Prime minister Wid all My shit Getting ticked off my list Ticking off my wish list I need A fat mansion Mad crib In the sticks Looking lit Wid a Marble staircase N A fuck off Chandelier Hanging from it Wid a Jacuzzi Bar Pool N Movie room Sea side views N all of that sick shit The list goes on But u get my drift Gotta cop Some fresh whips Like Liberty Walk Wid some mad body kits Paint jobs N N some big fat rims on it Looking sick Gotta get myself A 10/10 Bad n Boujee Model bitch With a beautiful face N seductive body to fit Looking thin n thick Wid a big back Tight waist Nice thighs N some curvy hips Looking hella sexy When she bounce Off this d*** (Yh) I’m on my grind Till this life’s flowing smooth Like the ocean Coasting Aiming for the sky N Staying optimistic In my prime Like I’m Optimus Call dat Oculus When I hop on da mic So sick Ull think It’s sinister But I can never sell my soul Cah I know I’m realer than that I ain’t no fake twat Committed strictly To my business Ain’t got no time for the bullshit All that jealousy Bad energy Crap Can’t be round none of that No cap I got the patience of a saint But try test my patience Get in my way Or talk on my name Or get in my way N I guarantee Ur gonna see The wrath Fucking aftermath Chat bad to man N U Better watch ur back Cah Imma make karma Come round Right back Watch it bite ya N make u regret that N Dats dat But let’s get get back To rap Back to this Imma chase dat bread Till I’m baking it Wid Hella bread Like a baker No apron shit Rolling up these papers Bouta backstrap Dat Cali pack N get blazing it Till I’m high Too fly N in touch wid my spirit N my mind When I spit these rhymes Got me feeling like The illest Like I was made for it Made for this It’s my destiny What I’m meant for Feeling like 50 Cent Cah Many men Wish death upon me But I plan to stay living Fuck the dickheads Ain’t nobody stopping me From fulling my destiny No stress I can feel it in my gut Some day Soon I’ll be up next N il be reaching these dreams N fulfilling all my fantasies Believe
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u get it man u get me i been pouring up drinks been pouring up henny hoping i’d forget u like b did u forget me funny how they sexy left me now she a dead b happy birthday why text me knowing that would test me stress me she out here to get me n fed out here tryna arrest me man i beg please i’m already dealing sum shit n it’s heafty i’m talking emotions and the best weed let me sit back kick back definition of that is jetley i want a kettle on my wrist no tetley bro made p ona pack like that would impress me u gotta move smart in the game like chess piece stepping west east take a right left G just for sum dead p and dem ticks der a pet peeve shout man when u get cheese go get sum bread please then u can press me
How many guys couldn’t keep it g So they had to switch Im out there grinding on the mother f*cking strip My girls tryna find out what I do I told her that I be footballing on the pitch I gotta tone down cah I might get figured out by my b*tch Im out there tryna make m**l flip Tell my opps they don’t need designer to drip Cah I’ll just cheff a man and leave him dripping My sh*ts impatient texted me saying the clocks ticking I said shut t f up i’ll be there in a minute I aint gotta be whipping In the kitchen I don’t do that Pull up in your yard Like where’s the food at My guys on tag So he gotta be in by 8 fam So we’re on the m way fam Going over 80 The way big g let the strap blow He said the opps don’t rate me My man used to be a shooter and now he’s on the flake g It’s crazy Man this game is a trap So we had to trap To get out the trap Still in the trap But I can leave I’m busy ****** up f**s No time for a bad b
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Hardd
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Crazyy JJ
Love bro
Got my sub❤ thanks for upload this awesome vibes
You got talent JJ
Beautiful
0:20
told him never switch,
really with my bro since day 1 i never switched,
mentally the same try get a rolly on our wrist,
if i send shots to ur dome hell send shots to ur chin,
so if u run ur lip im sending bullets to a kid,
cus i aint ever switch i leave him holy in this shit,
better pray to god if im flicking out the flicks.
we really from the slums we was allways moving bricks,
steady on the road cus if im not ill prolly slip,
always had big dreams never had time for a bitch,
met a caremel chick and she sweet like a twix,
she didnt let it click,
i couldnt leave my yard she wouldnt let me grab my stick,
i was tryna run down pricks like we ina grand prix,
then i met a wicked little witch,
but little did she know i had wickedest tricks,
i was playing with 9 till i had the 3s with my 6,
i still wonder why 7 ate 9,
bc i had the time they woulda all been fine,
i woulda stuck it in his spine,
and leave the scene a crime,
when im airing out bine,
now im airing out mine,
god gave him light but im taking all the pride,
bc if he takes mine the sun will never shine,
and the moon will never rise like ive taken all the light,
halo on his head with angels gona fly,
i was in an audi a6 sticking to script,
then i had to grip and lay down ships,
bang bang had ur street like a solar eclipse,
give a snitch a stitch when i play with hollow tips, X2
told him never switch,
really with my bro since day 1 i never switched,
mentally the same try get a rolly on our wrist,
if i send shots to ur dome hell send shots to ur chin,
so if u run ur lip im sending bullets to a kid,
cus i aint ever switch i leave him holy in this shit,
better pray to god if im flicking out the flicks.
we really from the slums we was allways moving bricks,
steady on the road cus if im not ill prolly slip,
always had big dreams never had time for a bitch,
met a caremel chick and she sweet like a twix,
she didnt let it click,
i couldnt leave my yard she wouldnt let me grab my stick,
i was tryna run down pricks like we ina grand prix,
then i met a wicked little witch,
but little did she know i had wickedest tricks,
i was playing with 9 till i had the 3s with my 6,
i could never trip i could never fall,
bang to his lip then we made him drool,
put him to the floor now hes sitting in a pools,
tears in his eyes beacuse he thought gang ways cool,
this life is always cruel,
so if u wont use ur tool then u better stay in school,
beacuase we tale all your jewels,
theres only one rule ,
never touch ur women or were gonna leave u ghoul,
i need to get some fuel,
i gota burn my clothes,
bc there was bare blood spule,
i gota make a move,
bc i can never lose,
got suttin to prove,
there people to remove,
and its already been approved,
i had to leave group,
left my circle,
so there nothing lose,
uve gota pick and choose,
but i can never be food,
there no excuse,
when im blacked out like bruce,
and ive never left a clue,
no witness bc i told em leave the room,
made eyes rool back,
made eye dilute,
cuts in his goose,
he knows hes met his doom
Good
🎉
I need to buy this beat asap
Link in description bro
Respect brother
@zVeqxz
1 month ago (edited)
Got a motive
Moving focused
Wid my mind
On the gwop
On my grind
All the time
Can’t stop
Till I’m
Heading straight to the top
N I’m stacking up
This dough
Quick
Rapid
This money be the motive
The grind be my habit
Fully on it
Till I shine
Looking fly
Wid my fashion
Looking patterned
Till I’m patterned
From my Head to Toe
N I’m Covered
In all this gold
Like a pharaoh
Coming hella cold
Chilly
When I’m stepping
N I’m Dripping
In all this ice
Flexing
Wid all these diamonds
Shining
So bright
Dat it’s blinding
Hella icy shit
Sitting fixed on my wrist
Looking froze
Wid all those
Stones
Looking sick
Reflecting
Off of my watch
N
All these
Boujjee Rocks
Dangling
Down
Off my neck
Glistening
I ain’t stopping
Fully grinding
Till i got the crown
N I’m fucking winning
Chilling
Sipping coke n rum
Off the rocks
Sitting in the sun
Feeling cotched
N
Living different
Listen
Im bouta flex
On my ex bitch
N all the haters
That didn’t wanna
See me do this
Didn’t wanna see me
Make it n win
Like why u all
Always gotta be
So fucking negative
Still I kept it moving
Cah it’s only right
That I get it in
When u know
Dat ur blessed
Wid a talent
Like this
U know
In ur soul
It’s a waste
If u don’t chase
This wish
Trust
So I think it’s blatant
I can’t waste this gift
That’s been
Given to me
For really
I got too many
Rhymes
On my mind
In my zone wid da flows
When I’m spitting on the mix
Bouta
Do a madness
A mazzaleen
Like Meekz
Like Meek Milli
I gotta get a milli quick
Bouta go crazy on it
Brazy on this shit
Bouta get silly wid it
Kill it
On the mix
Spin it quick
When I spit
N get it lit
Light it up
Like I’m clicking on a stick
Wid
Trigger finger
Aiming down the sight
Wid precision in the vision
Can’t miss
Like a top hitter
When I’m spitting
On the track
Leave it Shelly
Like I’m spinning
Off a wap
No cap
I’m aiming for the top
Gotta get these stacks bigger
N this
Bank Balance Filling
Quicker n Quicker
Like there’s no limits
I got money on my mind
Gotta push it to the limit
Till I’m living free
Wiv all this p
On me
Splashing silly
Like there’s no limits
I got
This vision
In my sight
On a motive
Got a scheme
Constant hustling
Till I’m living Rich
Wid no worries
Cah I’m done wiv
Having nothing
I ain’t got no more time
For struggling
Nah
Fully on it
Not stopping
Till I make it
Gotta make it sumin
Sumin sick
Till I’m living
Like I’m the
Fucking
Prime minister
Wid all
My shit
Getting ticked off my list
Ticking off my wish list
I need
A fat mansion
Mad crib
In the sticks
Looking lit
Wid a Marble staircase
N
A fuck off Chandelier
Hanging from it
Wid a Jacuzzi
Bar
Pool
N
Movie room
Sea side views
N all of that sick shit
The list goes on
But u get my drift
Gotta cop
Some fresh whips
Like Liberty Walk
Wid some mad body kits
Paint jobs
N
N some big fat rims on it
Looking sick
Gotta get myself
A 10/10
Bad n Boujee
Model bitch
With a beautiful face
N seductive body to fit
Looking thin n thick
Wid a big back
Tight waist
Nice thighs
N some curvy hips
Looking hella sexy
When she bounce
Off this d***
(Yh)
I’m on my grind
Till this life’s flowing smooth
Like the ocean
Coasting
Aiming for the sky
N
Staying optimistic
In my prime
Like I’m Optimus
Call dat Oculus
When I hop on da mic
So sick
Ull think
It’s sinister
But
I can never sell my soul
Cah
I know
I’m realer than that
I ain’t no fake twat
Committed strictly
To my business
Ain’t got no time for the bullshit
All that jealousy
Bad energy
Crap
Can’t be round none of that
No cap
I got the patience of a saint
But try test my patience
Get in my way
Or talk on my name
Or get in my way
N I guarantee
Ur gonna see
The wrath
Fucking aftermath
Chat bad to man
N
U Better watch ur back
Cah
Imma make karma
Come round
Right back
Watch it bite ya
N make u regret that
N Dats dat
But let’s get get back
To rap
Back to this
Imma chase dat bread
Till I’m baking it
Wid Hella bread
Like a baker
No apron shit
Rolling up these papers
Bouta backstrap
Dat Cali pack
N get blazing it
Till I’m high
Too fly
N in touch wid my spirit
N my mind
When I spit these rhymes
Got me feeling like
The illest
Like I was made for it
Made for this
It’s my destiny
What I’m meant for
Feeling like 50 Cent
Cah
Many men
Wish death upon me
But I plan to stay living
Fuck the dickheads
Ain’t nobody stopping me
From fulling my destiny
No stress
I can feel it in my gut
Some day
Soon
I’ll be up next
N il be reaching these dreams
N fulfilling all my fantasies
Believe
Steady climbing up no time to be wasted bring the blade we can have a occasion they talk but dont bite
They move but not right
Telling my bruddas we need to cop a mash in these streets aint nuttin but mad shit
no way this is serious
i’m gonna make a banger
I grew up dodging 12 but I always got away
My youngin in n out, tha pen n sliding where u stay
I always play gun games, my finger real itchy tryna spray
Got a motive
Moving focused
Wid my mind
On the gwop
On my grind
All the time
Can’t stop
Till I’m
Heading straight to the top
N I’m stacking up
This dough
Quick
Rapid
This money be the motive
The grind be my habit
Fully on it
Till I shine
Looking fly
Wid my fashion
Looking patterned
Till I’m patterned
From my Head to Toe
N I’m Covered
In all this gold
Like a pharaoh
Coming hella cold
Chilly
When I’m stepping
N I’m Dripping
In all this ice
Flexing
Wid all these diamonds
Shining
So bright
Dat it’s blinding
Hella icy shit
Sitting fixed on my wrist
Looking froze
Wid all those
Stones
Looking sick
Reflecting
Off of my watch
N
All these
Boujjee Rocks
Dangling
Down
Off my neck
Glistening
I ain’t stopping
Fully grinding
Till i got the crown
N I’m fucking winning
Chilling
Sipping coke n rum
Off the rocks
Sitting in the sun
Feeling cotched
N
Living different
Listen
Im bouta flex
On my ex bitch
N all the haters
That didn’t wanna
See me do this
Didn’t wanna see me
Make it n win
Like why u all
Always gotta be
So fucking negative
Still I kept it moving
Cah it’s only right
That I get it in
When u know
Dat ur blessed
Wid a talent
Like this
U know
In ur soul
It’s a waste
If u don’t chase
This wish
Trust
So I think it’s blatant
I can’t waste this gift
That’s been
Given to me
For really
I got too many
Rhymes
On my mind
In my zone wid da flows
When I’m spitting on the mix
Bouta
Do a madness
A mazzaleen
Like Meekz
Like Meek Milli
I gotta get a milli quick
Bouta go crazy on it
Brazy on this shit
Bouta get silly wid it
Kill it
On the mix
Spin it quick
When I spit
N get it lit
Light it up
Like I’m clicking on a stick
Wid
Trigger finger
Aiming down the sight
Wid precision in the vision
Can’t miss
Like a top hitter
When I’m spitting
On the track
Leave it Shelly
Like I’m spinning
Off a wap
No cap
I’m aiming for the top
Gotta get these stacks bigger
N this
Bank Balance Filling
Quicker n Quicker
Like there’s no limits
I got money on my mind
Gotta push it to the limit
Till I’m living free
Wiv all this p
On me
Splashing silly
Like there’s no limits
I got
This vision
In my sight
On a motive
Got a scheme
Constant hustling
Till I’m living Rich
Wid no worries
Cah I’m done wiv
Having nothing
I ain’t got no more time
For struggling
Nah
Fully on it
Not stopping
Till I make it
Gotta make it sumin
Sumin sick
Till I’m living
Like I’m the
Fucking
Prime minister
Wid all
My shit
Getting ticked off my list
Ticking off my wish list
I need
A fat mansion
Mad crib
In the sticks
Looking lit
Wid a Marble staircase
N
A fuck off Chandelier
Hanging from it
Wid a Jacuzzi
Bar
Pool
N
Movie room
Sea side views
N all of that sick shit
The list goes on
But u get my drift
Gotta cop
Some fresh whips
Like Liberty Walk
Wid some mad body kits
Paint jobs
N
N some big fat rims on it
Looking sick
Gotta get myself
A 10/10
Bad n Boujee
Model bitch
With a beautiful face
N seductive body to fit
Looking thin n thick
Wid a big back
Tight waist
Nice thighs
N some curvy hips
Looking hella sexy
When she bounce
Off this d***
(Yh)
I’m on my grind
Till this life’s flowing smooth
Like the ocean
Coasting
Aiming for the sky
N
Staying optimistic
In my prime
Like I’m Optimus
Call dat Oculus
When I hop on da mic
So sick
Ull think
It’s sinister
But
I can never sell my soul
Cah
I know
I’m realer than that
I ain’t no fake twat
Committed strictly
To my business
Ain’t got no time for the bullshit
All that jealousy
Bad energy
Crap
Can’t be round none of that
No cap
I got the patience of a saint
But try test my patience
Get in my way
Or talk on my name
Or get in my way
N I guarantee
Ur gonna see
The wrath
Fucking aftermath
Chat bad to man
N
U Better watch ur back
Cah
Imma make karma
Come round
Right back
Watch it bite ya
N make u regret that
N Dats dat
But let’s get get back
To rap
Back to this
Imma chase dat bread
Till I’m baking it
Wid Hella bread
Like a baker
No apron shit
Rolling up these papers
Bouta backstrap
Dat Cali pack
N get blazing it
Till I’m high
Too fly
N in touch wid my spirit
N my mind
When I spit these rhymes
Got me feeling like
The illest
Like I was made for it
Made for this
It’s my destiny
What I’m meant for
Feeling like 50 Cent
Cah
Many men
Wish death upon me
But I plan to stay living
Fuck the dickheads
Ain’t nobody stopping me
From fulling my destiny
No stress
I can feel it in my gut
Some day
Soon
I’ll be up next
N il be reaching these dreams
N fulfilling all my fantasies
Believe
18th birthday should be the best days of my life instead my son died grabed The coffin say goodbye
Dostlar yardım eden yere düşen kardeşe
Gözlerimden damla değil kan akıyo sadece
Neden böyle oldu anne hayatımız arbede
Sakın konuşma zengin çocuk caddeede
u get it
man u get me
i been pouring up drinks
been pouring up henny
hoping i’d forget u
like b did u forget me
funny how they sexy
left me now she a dead b
happy birthday why text me
knowing that would test me
stress me
she out here to get me
n fed out here tryna arrest me
man i beg please
i’m already dealing sum shit n it’s heafty
i’m talking emotions and the best weed
let me sit back kick back definition of that is jetley
i want a kettle on my wrist no tetley
bro made p ona pack like that would impress me
u gotta move smart in the game like chess piece
stepping west east
take a right left G
just for sum dead p
and dem ticks der a pet peeve
shout man when u get cheese
go get sum bread please
then u can press me
this hard
@@Uah1X lotta luv broski 💯
How many guys couldn’t keep it g
So they had to switch
Im out there grinding on the mother f*cking strip
My girls tryna find out what I do I told her that I be footballing on the pitch
I gotta tone down cah I might get figured out by my b*tch
Im out there tryna make m**l flip
Tell my opps they don’t need designer to drip
Cah I’ll just cheff a man and leave him dripping
My sh*ts impatient texted me saying the clocks ticking
I said shut t f up i’ll be there in a minute
I aint gotta be whipping
In the kitchen
I don’t do that
Pull up in your yard
Like where’s the food at
My guys on tag
So he gotta be in by 8 fam
So we’re on the m way fam
Going over 80
The way big g let the strap blow
He said the opps don’t rate me
My man used to be a shooter and now he’s on the flake g
It’s crazy
Man this game is a trap
So we had to trap
To get out the trap
Still in the trap
But I can leave
I’m busy ****** up f**s
No time for a bad b
VXOR_a9
go crazy jj
hardd