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I couldn’t work for nobody I work for somebody But I really couldn’t understand it I found a way and I made my own wave And I always did do what already knew And you know I did Made me a plan
I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppers in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' 'em Had 'em competin', tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land 🔥🔥
I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit that bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go run the store, run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' them Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I run this shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the groove and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess He was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin' And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smash Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be hoin' racks On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back I turn 8 million right until I'm a quarterback Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo) I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty They say the drop hot, and it's ready Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes) Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch 'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?) Went up in my price in my pocket like Kelly Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly My hip gettin' heavy And you know I still got Balmains on my ass No, I can't do no Amiris Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary She said her birthday in March, okay, cool So, that means you an Aries I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?" Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? I can switch up and come back another way Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day Bigger dripper, I start up a tidal wave We mix weed, we put it in a microwave Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J He can say what he want, but he gotta pay Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay Send my drugs 'round the corner I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up My cars look different, I own 'em I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me that I need credit It's loud and clear if I said it I come from the gutter, I spend my a hundred on Chevy's You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out of me Know the hood proud of me I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth I dropped out of school, but that paper on me Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
Look I swore to the lord i'd avenge me, i'm a soldier at war till the ending, I ain't formal or normal or friendly, I need more than a floor that i'm renting, until they realize that I'm the main event, I gotta fill every line, and every flow, and every single cadence switch, with all this pain I vent, until I know that they relate to it, I gotta razor grip, i'm sharp I'm finna lacerate you wit, every verse I'm pennin till I end up in a cage again, I get up on the mic and then I'm finna assassinate em it's, obvious ima product of people bein on some hater shit, I ain't really tripping I know that they ain't made like this but it's all about ya mind set, I remember I was down bad, I was never wit the pouting, had to listen to some outkast, then I went and made a bounce back, you know I aint take a bow yet, you know I will not allow it, went and made it out the mouse trap, made a lil round trip, headed up the mountain, coming for the crown next, never throw the towel in, feeling like I really need some better competion because every single person in my whole entire town wack so I been staying way up out the loop uh, ion get the way they make they moves uh, shit it been a minute ima get em when I pen it any second when I think of something new, cause I started off strong now I'm popping a blue vein, stuck to my guns never hopped in a new lane, never re routed I doubt that my route changed, eyes on the prize now it's locked in my view frame
I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' them Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I run this shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the groove and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess He was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin' And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin' Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppers in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' 'em Had 'em competin', tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I'm runnin' shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the booth and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess it was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can relate to me 'cause I be poppin' it Put in they face, let 'em see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin'
Commercial" (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) Tay Keith, this too hard Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up [Lil Baby:] I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go run the store, run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' them Had them come pinch, tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I'm runnin' shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the booth and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess He was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can relate to me 'cause I be poppin' Put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smash Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself on my opposition, who doin' that? [Lil Uzi Vert:] We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back And forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holding racks On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back I turn 8 million right until I'm a quarterback Spend a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (Woo) I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the crockpot like it's Betty They say the drop hot, and it's ready Might stretch it out but it ain't Fetti (Yes) Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch 'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me My dogs at the celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (Brr, hello?) Went up in my price in my pocket like Kelly Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly My head gettin' heavy Ayy, you know I still got Balmains on my ass No, I can't do no Amiris Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary She said her birthday in March, okay, cool So, that means you an Aries I told her "Gotta go," she said "You serious?" Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius [Lil Baby:] Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself on my opposition, who doin' that? I can switch up and come back another way Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave Remix weed we put it in a microwave Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J He can say what he want, but he gotta pay Used to hide all the guns where my momma estate Sell my drugs 'round the corner I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up My cars all look different, I own 'em I ain't with no leasin', my bitch telling me I need credit It's loud and clear if I said it I come from the gutter, I spend my a hundred on Chevys You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out of me Know the hood proud of me I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth I dropped out of school, but that paper on me Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself on my opposition, who doin' that?
If This was a body No body would know it Watch my my link shine on da top of morning In a Cuba I'm rolling carona My roly still shine In the middle of winter Its snowing In a Glow In a temple Indigo Murkarian In a dugengen My spot in cav We stuck In agreement Hell cat Cadillac In the morning Indago keep it mellow My rocket enormous hoes keep acting like don't know what I'm saying I gotta go get it I got me a plane My mission So digital No digital dash Da Square of my cubic is Calm karmasutra 5 4 5 45 Double Digtal Pillow Peramic vision Platonic Awriff ma tic Tic in the building My crom Is extended come wit mask M & X or K No O for target Obama my Sargent Fibonacci my weapon 2 tone Wit Complextion My estate Gotta buy it in cash Liquid ate the the vicinity Vacate the Land Spiritual titen Revaluation Looking so chemical I was born wit a plan some I don't know what you was wishing 4 My plans from the past I work so hard I wake up & dash V on dash in the mirror 45 Viper I'm taking ya baby and dash Kick off pushing da cops off My ass 216 My areana so coded Codex no codeine But never sober Neo neonomics Nemo getting rich Watch my drink running over Nemonomic Neo Kemo chemical Kola Neo dimands Yeah I'm rich locked the Gems Wit compression Blackout Ya House tresure ya blessings a And still get to the Check Now Blackout on ass hoe Black on Tuesday Need Mo dimands getting rich Exploring ya Baby
I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
You know Lil Ced, that's my nigga, I made him a millionaire, fuck it, we all rich I ain't tryna have babies right now, so we fuck with the rubber, but I got a raw bitch Know this money bring envy, you probably wan' be me, but bro, we can't beef 'bout no small shit Overseas, got the crowd doin' moshpits Can't believe that I'm still in the 'partments Businessman, went and got me an office Million-dollar deals, I get 'em often Me and Dolla was servin' on Sparks Street Hot lil' jit, he gon' stay with the chopstick I got robbed, that shit made me a monster Eviction notice, my sister, my mamas Now they houses as big as they want 'em I done ran up them motherfuckin' commas, look at lil' Dominique Livin' like we in a race, I might come in first or second, but I won't ever be last Lately, I been in my bag Bro told me don't take my foot off the gas If they give you a inch, go'n and take you a mile I'ma shoot by myself like a technical foul City to city, got girls goin' wild Better not reach for my chain when I jump in the crowd Lambo' so low, gotta squat We finally made it, let's pop us some bottles I took the lead and let everyone follow They know I'm runnin' it right to the bank They want me to ease up, I didn't leave 'em any breathin' room, sorry, I told 'em, "I can't" Heard you a rat, so you know what's gon' happen whenever we catch you, I run with them snakes Peep all the moves I been makin', by time I get forty, I gotta be one of them greats Watch how I move with this paper, I know if I slip up one time they gon' try to come take it Real as it get and these niggas be fakin', I don't want they vibes, so they hand I ain't shakin' She on that '42 straight with no chaser I'm tryna get out of here and go taste her, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, my diamonds be VV's (VV's) They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove) Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose) In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah) No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah) I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?) I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me My diamonds be VV's (VV's) They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove) Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose) In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah) No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah) I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?) I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me [Verse 2] Wake up every day, somebody harrassin' me I got rich, they need money, they askin' me I was sittin' in jail, they ain't look out for me Ones who need me them same ones who doubted me I been handlin' my own, they can vouch for me Head way down with me, know that she proud of me Turn the heat up, ain't nobody hot as me Everywhere dollars be, that's how I gotta be I done gave her the world, now she not leavin' Say she love me to death, told her, "Stop breathin'" He try do what I do, but we not even I want all of the beef, I am not vegan Boy, you said it was smoke, nigga, stop speakin' 'Ventador, drop the top, I can't stop speedin' Tryna see if this bitch hit the top speed Hit the bitch from the back, have her knock knee Call me Baby Hov, I control the rock If the rap slow, I control the block Yeah, I'm really it, and you niggas not Got a couple coupes, I can drop the top I done made it, nigga, all these digits comin' in I'm savin' for the bigger picture, know one day I'll need 'em Might as well get used to me My biggest fear is endin' up a used-to-be, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, my diamonds be VV's (VV's) They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove) Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose) In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah) No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah) I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?) I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me My diamonds be VV's (VV's) They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove) Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose) In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah) No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah) I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?) I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me its fit in tho
Future told u take the mask off , if we die today it's y'all fault, speaker bussin tear the nob off, she keep sucking till I nod off , turn an instrumental to a feast you could get whatever y'all want, haters thinking they could get a seat surely they're mistaken my God, say my grace and pray for my dawgs, they don't need a prayer need sum sleep , cuz they ain't out here playing niggas sweet, like I ain't gotta make it in these streets, made it in a day not in a week , I hope baby favour this the lease, cuz my mind is vacant as a beach when thunder's storming raining and there's sleet , could of prolly made this in my sleep, I ain't trying playing me for keeps , way my mind is racing it gets deep , tire marks laying in the street , you gon have to pay me for a feature, I'm in outer space I'm off the refer , teacher tried for days but couldn't reach em , boi I got sum crazy type of demons, I been out the way I'm in the ethers , and yo bitch a taker you should keeper, niggas spark the play and meet the reaper, he got bars for days it's hard to keep up , hoping out the range to park the Jeep up , I was in a daze I couldn't see ya, took for me to pray to get it clear , making sure I'm major in a year
ho detto fanculo a sta gente questi mi parlano del niente sono crazy come gli iron maiden frate dai esponi le cose vere nella vita scarso come xavier nel gioco sei perso hansel e gretel e mi chiama il prof però sono assente solo sulla terra, su marte presente no frate prepara il presepe che sta arrivando il nuovo cristo like ti scendono come neve però in giro ancora non ti ho visto è un po' come le telenovele parlo di sentimentalismo le ho spezzato il cuore, sosa heartbreaker potrebbe andare a chi l'ha visto questi parlano ancora ok, ma davvero? fratello sei serio? e io spero che al covid 19 tu risulti positivo e no siero avevo un fratello fidato, però diventato un ratto sulla base duri poco, meno pure di chi esce da x factor e questo è un dato di fatto della vita questo è il primo atto di olio di gomito ne serve tanto e non mangio ma sto cucinando sono nella trap con calco kingchurch dioda e pure stanciu ogni mio fratello lo nomino invano perché tanto, loro già lo sanno ho detto fanculo al contratto
I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' them Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I run this shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the groove and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess He was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin' And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin' Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back I turned 8 million right until I'm a quarterback Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo) I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty They say the drop hot, and it's ready Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes) Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch 'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?) Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly My head gettin' heavy And you know I still got Balmains on my ass No, I can't do no Amiris Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary She said her birthday in March, okay, cool So, that means you an Aries I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?" Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? I can switch up and come back another way Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave We mix weed, we put it in a microwave Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J He can say what he want, but he gotta pay Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay Send my drugs 'round the corner I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up My cars look different, I own 'em I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit It's loud and clear if I said it I come from the gutter, I spend me a hundred on Chevy's You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out of me Know the hood proud of me I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth Yeah I dropped out of school, but that paper on me Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' them Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I run this shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the groove and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess He was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin' And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin' Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back I turned 8 million right until I'm a quarterback Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo) I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty They say the drop hot, and it's ready Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes) Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch 'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?) Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly My head gettin' heavy And you know I still got Balmains on my ass No, I can't do no Amiris Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary She said her birthday in March, okay, cool So, that means you an Aries I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?" Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? I can switch up and come back another way Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave We mix weed, we put it in a microwave Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J He can say what he want, but he gotta pay Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay Send my drugs 'round the corner I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up My cars look different, I own 'em I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit It's loud and clear if I said it I come from the gutter, I spend me a hundred on Chevy's You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out of me Know the hood proud of me I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth Yeah I dropped out of school, but that paper on me Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' them Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I run this shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the groove and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess He was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin' And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin' Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back I turned 8 million right until I'm a quarterback Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo) I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty They say the drop hot, and it's ready Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes) Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch 'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?) Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly My head gettin' heavy And you know I still got Balmains on my ass No, I can't do no Amiris Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary She said her birthday in March, okay, cool So, that means you an Aries I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?" Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? I can switch up and come back another way Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave We mix weed, we put it in a microwave Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J He can say what he want, but he gotta pay Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay Send my drugs 'round the corner I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up My cars look different, I own 'em I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit It's loud and clear if I said it I come from the gutter, I spend me a hundred on Chevy's You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out of me Know the hood proud of me I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth Yeah I dropped out of school, but that paper on me Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? Source: LyricFind
![[FREE] 808 Mafia × Future - "Hendrix Season"](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/p38l24aCmxE/mqdefault.jpg)
this beat is just legendary.. just close your eyes and let it go
I’m high asf and this beat got me meditating😂, this beat bumps like a mothafucka tho fr
@@Jorgee.350 LMFAOO😂😂
@@Jorgee.350 Fr bruh
@@Jorgee.350 bro sayin: 🧘♀️
Yall can't rap tho lol
UA-cam getting to comfortable with 2 ads 🤦🏻♂️
Lmao
Add me on Facebook As Li Proceed
To whom it may concern,
Get UA-cam red, for 10 bucks I get ad free plus lets you listen with your phone off. You can also play playlists... just saying, take care.
nah fr
Lmaoo soo true
Make an instrumental remake to the Intro of PTSD
ima prolly do it today
@@KingLeeBoy
Bet. Imma have to spit to that
the 808s BUSSIN
One of the best BEATS
I SWEAR!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🥰🖐
1:04 that flute 🔥🔥
I’m only here to hear the flut part 🔥🔥
This shit fire 🔥
Boy was ready 🔥🔥
I couldn’t work for nobody
I work for somebody
But I really couldn’t understand it
I found a way and I made my own wave
And I always did do what already knew
And you know I did
Made me a plan
Quick question bruh..pls tell me u can get that beat G Herbo freestyled to on funk flex..or at least point me in the right direction
gotchu bro “skrilla -kodak black
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 gotta do G Herbo Gangbangin instrumental
Très fort ! Je valide tellement 👌👌
This song came out when I just had my first iPhone and I have so many memories cus my phone got water damaged at the time 😂
bruh Uzi and lil baby would be fye on this beat
Word too
Congrats Bro
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppers in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' 'em
Had 'em competin', tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
🔥🔥
Using this beat in one of my edits and man it turned out great
In 1.25 speed it sounds amazing
no cap
Ong
what 808 is that ?
What kit did you use???
what do you use to make beats?? plz rplyy
FL Studio
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit that bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go run the store, run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' them
Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
She don't like pics, I got too many fans
I run this shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the groove and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land
I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing
I swear I don't even know her name
I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance
They gave me ten M&M's on advance
Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me
I guess He was part of the plan
How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man
They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin'
And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin'
I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band
Free all the bros, know I would if I can
If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it
'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smash
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that
Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that
Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back
Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be hoin' racks
On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks
Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back
I turn 8 million right until I'm a quarterback
Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo)
I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty
They say the drop hot, and it's ready
Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes)
Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch
'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me
My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?)
Went up in my price in my pocket like Kelly
Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly
My hip gettin' heavy
And you know I still got Balmains on my ass
No, I can't do no Amiris
Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary
She said her birthday in March, okay, cool
So, that means you an Aries
I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?"
Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
I can switch up and come back another way
Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day
Bigger dripper, I start up a tidal wave
We mix weed, we put it in a microwave
Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J
He can say what he want, but he gotta pay
Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay
Send my drugs 'round the corner
I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up
My cars look different, I own 'em
I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me that I need credit
It's loud and clear if I said it
I come from the gutter, I spend my a hundred on Chevy's
You can take me out the hood
But you can't take the hood out of me
Know the hood proud of me
I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth
I dropped out of school, but that paper on me
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
Only here because lil baby’s unrealeased 🤦🏽♂️ he needs drop it
Drop what
🔥🔥🔥
Look I swore to the lord i'd avenge me, i'm a soldier at war till the ending, I ain't formal or normal or friendly, I need more than a floor that i'm renting, until they realize that I'm the main event, I gotta fill every line, and every flow, and every single cadence switch, with all this pain I vent, until I know that they relate to it, I gotta razor grip, i'm sharp I'm finna lacerate you wit, every verse I'm pennin till I end up in a cage again, I get up on the mic and then I'm finna assassinate em it's, obvious ima product of people bein on some hater shit, I ain't really tripping I know that they ain't made like this but it's all about ya mind set, I remember I was down bad, I was never wit the pouting, had to listen to some outkast, then I went and made a bounce back, you know I aint take a bow yet, you know I will not allow it, went and made it out the mouse trap, made a lil round trip, headed up the mountain, coming for the crown next, never throw the towel in, feeling like I really need some better competion because every single person in my whole entire town wack so I been staying way up out the loop uh, ion get the way they make they moves uh, shit it been a minute ima get em when I pen it any second when I think of something new, cause I started off strong now I'm popping a blue vein, stuck to my guns never hopped in a new lane, never re routed I doubt that my route changed, eyes on the prize now it's locked in my view frame
🤙🍾
Hello,very good song!
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' them
Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
She don't like pics, I got too many fans
I run this shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the groove and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land
I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing
I swear I don't even know her name
I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance
They gave me ten M&M's on advance
Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me
I guess He was part of the plan
How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man
They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin'
And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin'
I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band
Free all the bros, know I would if I can
If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it
'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin'
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
M
This is so delirious I swear this is just getting to serious
Harvesting always steedy forging
Da forest alluring
And feeling like I'm am curious
can I get this drum kit off you?
Hit me 8436996617
@@jaybounce5700 nigga u don't know me u better figure out life before you fuck with me
when I search lil baby type beat this what I mean
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppers in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' 'em
Had 'em competin', tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
She don't like pics, I got too many fans
I'm runnin' shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the booth and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they gonna run out of land
I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing
I swear I don't even know her name
I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance
They gave me ten M&M's on advance
Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me
I guess it was part of the plan
How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man
They can relate to me 'cause I be poppin' it
Put in they face, let 'em see what I'm sayin'
I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band
Free all the bros, know I would if I can
If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it
'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin'
Commercial"
(feat. Lil Uzi Vert)
Tay Keith, this too hard
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
[Lil Baby:]
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go run the store, run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' them
Had them come pinch, tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
She don't like pics, I got too many fans
I'm runnin' shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the booth and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land
I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing
I swear I don't even know her name
I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance
They gave me ten M&M's on advance
Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me
I guess He was part of the plan
How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man
They can relate to me 'cause I be poppin'
Put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin'
I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band
Free all the bros, know I would if I can
If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it
'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smash
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself on my opposition, who doin' that?
[Lil Uzi Vert:]
We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that
Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that
Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back
And forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holding racks
On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks
Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back
I turn 8 million right until I'm a quarterback
Spend a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (Woo)
I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the crockpot like it's Betty
They say the drop hot, and it's ready
Might stretch it out but it ain't Fetti (Yes)
Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch
'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me
My dogs at the celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (Brr, hello?)
Went up in my price in my pocket like Kelly
Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly
My head gettin' heavy
Ayy, you know I still got Balmains on my ass
No, I can't do no Amiris
Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary
She said her birthday in March, okay, cool
So, that means you an Aries
I told her "Gotta go," she said "You serious?"
Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius
[Lil Baby:]
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself on my opposition, who doin' that?
I can switch up and come back another way
Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day
Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave
Remix weed we put it in a microwave
Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J
He can say what he want, but he gotta pay
Used to hide all the guns where my momma estate
Sell my drugs 'round the corner
I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up
My cars all look different, I own 'em
I ain't with no leasin', my bitch telling me I need credit
It's loud and clear if I said it
I come from the gutter, I spend my a hundred on Chevys
You can take me out the hood
But you can't take the hood out of me
Know the hood proud of me
I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth
I dropped out of school, but that paper on me
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself on my opposition, who doin' that?
fire but you gotta change ur tag, that shit loud as hell 😂😂
Ta Keith Fucc This Ni**as up
I would make a dope ass song on this Instrumental
🔥🔥🔥👍👌👏👊💪 propre 🔥🔥 valider 🔥 good good nice 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
If This was a body
No body would know it
Watch my my link shine
on da top of morning
In a Cuba
I'm rolling carona
My roly still shine
In the middle of winter
Its snowing
In a Glow
In a temple
Indigo
Murkarian
In a dugengen
My spot in cav
We stuck
In agreement
Hell cat
Cadillac
In the morning
Indago keep it mellow
My rocket enormous
hoes keep acting like
don't know what I'm saying
I gotta go get it
I got me a plane
My mission
So digital
No digital dash
Da Square of my cubic is
Calm karmasutra
5 4 5 45
Double Digtal
Pillow
Peramic vision
Platonic Awriff ma tic
Tic in the building
My crom
Is extended
come wit mask
M & X or K
No O for target
Obama my Sargent
Fibonacci
my weapon
2 tone
Wit
Complextion
My estate
Gotta buy it in cash
Liquid ate the the vicinity
Vacate the Land
Spiritual titen
Revaluation
Looking so chemical
I was born wit a plan some
I don't know what you was wishing 4
My plans from the past
I work so hard I wake up & dash
V on dash in the mirror
45 Viper I'm taking ya baby and dash
Kick off
pushing da cops off
My ass
216
My areana so coded
Codex no codeine
But never sober
Neo neonomics
Nemo getting rich
Watch my drink running over
Nemonomic
Neo
Kemo
chemical Kola
Neo dimands
Yeah I'm rich
locked the Gems
Wit compression
Blackout
Ya House
tresure ya blessings a
And still get to the Check
Now Blackout on ass hoe
Black on Tuesday
Need Mo dimands getting rich
Exploring ya Baby
🔥🤫
1k like💪🏾💪🏾
Sophistication turned into Savage
Had To find a Balance
Fuck da avarage
innercieler Cybernetic Virus
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
You know Lil Ced, that's my nigga, I made him a millionaire, fuck it, we all rich
I ain't tryna have babies right now, so we fuck with the rubber, but I got a raw bitch
Know this money bring envy, you probably wan' be me, but bro, we can't beef 'bout no small shit
Overseas, got the crowd doin' moshpits
Can't believe that I'm still in the 'partments
Businessman, went and got me an office
Million-dollar deals, I get 'em often
Me and Dolla was servin' on Sparks Street
Hot lil' jit, he gon' stay with the chopstick
I got robbed, that shit made me a monster
Eviction notice, my sister, my mamas
Now they houses as big as they want 'em
I done ran up them motherfuckin' commas, look at lil' Dominique
Livin' like we in a race, I might come in first or second, but I won't ever be last
Lately, I been in my bag
Bro told me don't take my foot off the gas
If they give you a inch, go'n and take you a mile
I'ma shoot by myself like a technical foul
City to city, got girls goin' wild
Better not reach for my chain when I jump in the crowd
Lambo' so low, gotta squat
We finally made it, let's pop us some bottles
I took the lead and let everyone follow
They know I'm runnin' it right to the bank
They want me to ease up, I didn't leave 'em any breathin' room, sorry, I told 'em, "I can't"
Heard you a rat, so you know what's gon' happen whenever we catch you, I run with them snakes
Peep all the moves I been makin', by time I get forty, I gotta be one of them greats
Watch how I move with this paper, I know if I slip up one time they gon' try to come take it
Real as it get and these niggas be fakin', I don't want they vibes, so they hand I ain't shakin'
She on that '42 straight with no chaser
I'm tryna get out of here and go taste her, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, my diamonds be VV's (VV's)
They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news
I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove)
Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah)
I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me
My diamonds be VV's (VV's)
They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news
I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove)
Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah)
I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me
[Verse 2]
Wake up every day, somebody harrassin' me
I got rich, they need money, they askin' me
I was sittin' in jail, they ain't look out for me
Ones who need me them same ones who doubted me
I been handlin' my own, they can vouch for me
Head way down with me, know that she proud of me
Turn the heat up, ain't nobody hot as me
Everywhere dollars be, that's how I gotta be
I done gave her the world, now she not leavin'
Say she love me to death, told her, "Stop breathin'"
He try do what I do, but we not even
I want all of the beef, I am not vegan
Boy, you said it was smoke, nigga, stop speakin'
'Ventador, drop the top, I can't stop speedin'
Tryna see if this bitch hit the top speed
Hit the bitch from the back, have her knock knee
Call me Baby Hov, I control the rock
If the rap slow, I control the block
Yeah, I'm really it, and you niggas not
Got a couple coupes, I can drop the top
I done made it, nigga, all these digits comin' in
I'm savin' for the bigger picture, know one day I'll need 'em
Might as well get used to me
My biggest fear is endin' up a used-to-be, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, my diamonds be VV's (VV's)
They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news
I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove)
Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah)
I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me
My diamonds be VV's (VV's)
They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news
I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove)
Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah)
I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me
its fit in tho
Key bpm?
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
Do get ugly
Future told u take the mask off , if we die today it's y'all fault, speaker bussin tear the nob off, she keep sucking till I nod off , turn an instrumental to a feast you could get whatever y'all want, haters thinking they could get a seat surely they're mistaken my God, say my grace and pray for my dawgs, they don't need a prayer need sum sleep , cuz they ain't out here playing niggas sweet, like I ain't gotta make it in these streets, made it in a day not in a week , I hope baby favour this the lease, cuz my mind is vacant as a beach when thunder's storming raining and there's sleet , could of prolly made this in my sleep, I ain't trying playing me for keeps , way my mind is racing it gets deep , tire marks laying in the street , you gon have to pay me for a feature, I'm in outer space I'm off the refer , teacher tried for days but couldn't reach em , boi I got sum crazy type of demons, I been out the way I'm in the ethers , and yo bitch a taker you should keeper, niggas spark the play and meet the reaper, he got bars for days it's hard to keep up , hoping out the range to park the Jeep up , I was in a daze I couldn't see ya, took for me to pray to get it clear , making sure I'm major in a year
IKLAN ANJIIING
Crazy beat for a wack rapper with no bars
Dead ass💯
Lil Baby went in, what is you talking about?
ho detto fanculo a sta gente
questi mi parlano del niente
sono crazy come gli iron maiden
frate dai esponi le cose vere
nella vita scarso come xavier
nel gioco sei perso hansel e gretel
e mi chiama il prof però sono assente
solo sulla terra, su marte presente
no frate prepara il presepe
che sta arrivando il nuovo cristo
like ti scendono come neve
però in giro ancora non ti ho visto
è un po' come le telenovele
parlo di sentimentalismo
le ho spezzato il cuore, sosa heartbreaker
potrebbe andare a chi l'ha visto
questi parlano ancora ok, ma davvero? fratello sei serio?
e io spero che al covid 19 tu risulti positivo e no siero
avevo un fratello fidato, però diventato un ratto
sulla base duri poco, meno pure di chi esce da x factor
e questo è un dato di fatto
della vita questo è il primo atto
di olio di gomito ne serve tanto
e non mangio ma sto cucinando
sono nella trap con calco
kingchurch dioda e pure stanciu
ogni mio fratello lo nomino invano
perché tanto, loro già lo sanno
ho detto fanculo al contratto
He did that
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' them
Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
She don't like pics, I got too many fans
I run this shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the groove and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land
I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing
I swear I don't even know her name
I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance
They gave me ten M&M's on advance
Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me
I guess He was part of the plan
How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man
They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin'
And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin'
I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band
Free all the bros, know I would if I can
If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it
'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin'
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that
Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that
Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back
Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks
On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks
Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back
I turned 8 million right until I'm a quarterback
Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo)
I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty
They say the drop hot, and it's ready
Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes)
Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch
'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me
My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?)
Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly
Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly
My head gettin' heavy
And you know I still got Balmains on my ass
No, I can't do no Amiris
Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary
She said her birthday in March, okay, cool
So, that means you an Aries
I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?"
Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
I can switch up and come back another way
Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day
Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave
We mix weed, we put it in a microwave
Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J
He can say what he want, but he gotta pay
Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay
Send my drugs 'round the corner
I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up
My cars look different, I own 'em
I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit
It's loud and clear if I said it
I come from the gutter, I spend me a hundred on Chevy's
You can take me out the hood
But you can't take the hood out of me
Know the hood proud of me
I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth
Yeah I dropped out of school, but that paper on me
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
🔥🔥🔥🔥
🔥🔥🔥🔥
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' them
Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
She don't like pics, I got too many fans
I run this shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the groove and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land
I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing
I swear I don't even know her name
I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance
They gave me ten M&M's on advance
Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me
I guess He was part of the plan
How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man
They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin'
And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin'
I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band
Free all the bros, know I would if I can
If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it
'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin'
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that
Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that
Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back
Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks
On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks
Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back
I turned 8 million right until I'm a quarterback
Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo)
I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty
They say the drop hot, and it's ready
Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes)
Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch
'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me
My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?)
Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly
Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly
My head gettin' heavy
And you know I still got Balmains on my ass
No, I can't do no Amiris
Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary
She said her birthday in March, okay, cool
So, that means you an Aries
I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?"
Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
I can switch up and come back another way
Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day
Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave
We mix weed, we put it in a microwave
Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J
He can say what he want, but he gotta pay
Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay
Send my drugs 'round the corner
I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up
My cars look different, I own 'em
I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit
It's loud and clear if I said it
I come from the gutter, I spend me a hundred on Chevy's
You can take me out the hood
But you can't take the hood out of me
Know the hood proud of me
I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth
Yeah I dropped out of school, but that paper on me
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' them
Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
She don't like pics, I got too many fans
I run this shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the groove and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land
I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing
I swear I don't even know her name
I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance
They gave me ten M&M's on advance
Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me
I guess He was part of the plan
How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man
They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin'
And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin'
I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band
Free all the bros, know I would if I can
If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it
'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin'
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that
Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that
Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back
Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks
On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks
Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back
I turned 8 million right until I'm a quarterback
Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo)
I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty
They say the drop hot, and it's ready
Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes)
Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch
'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me
My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?)
Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly
Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly
My head gettin' heavy
And you know I still got Balmains on my ass
No, I can't do no Amiris
Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary
She said her birthday in March, okay, cool
So, that means you an Aries
I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?"
Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
I can switch up and come back another way
Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day
Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave
We mix weed, we put it in a microwave
Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J
He can say what he want, but he gotta pay
Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay
Send my drugs 'round the corner
I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up
My cars look different, I own 'em
I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit
It's loud and clear if I said it
I come from the gutter, I spend me a hundred on Chevy's
You can take me out the hood
But you can't take the hood out of me
Know the hood proud of me
I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth
Yeah I dropped out of school, but that paper on me
Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself out my position, who doin' that?
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