Mix the liqour with, the perkys it got me swerving When i was young, i was tryn be like irving Now we bally up, and spinin in suburbans Take you out your whip and run off with ur earnings We got 3 blickys in this whip, lit it off i cant not slip We got 3 rambos in the whip, if he lack he getting dip
Life's been getting hard don't know what to do Don't know who to look too to get me thru Yh I know my tunes always be so deep But Truss me you man gunns be listening to dis on repeat Because I'm speaking from the heart I'm speaking from the brain all this trauma all this pain All these man needa get out of my lane Cus Truss me driving me insane Got a couple man that I trust with my life Got a gyal gunna be my wife Yh I'm been pushing I've been trying Tired of all these people lying Looking to the sky to the sky tryna make my gramps proud looking to the sky he's always looking down sometimes a smile sometimes a frown but trust me he's always looking down this is what I got so far with this beat
Uhhh you already know how it is I got shit upon my mind I could never forgive these thoughts am really keepin em in They say loves about trust but they taking the piss Now I’m taking a sip and these thoughts really stuck in my head Free T he’s still stuck in the pen He’s on the phone right now and I’m plugging him in I need a new plug cos my current is shit Like josh, I’m a different kettle of fish I just chill out write raps whilst am smoking a spliff Now they listen to this They hear my name so they think of the kid Ask them they think am sick I ain’t making it big Sick of hearing this shit, I’m on a new wave guess I battled the prick Now I’m inside the crib Reminiscing bout them times when we grew up as kids Now they sittin there acting like I never exist We had it all how the fuck did we end up like this Shits different and it’s just the way that it is My girl asks why I don’t open up I guess I ain’t sober enough They come for me with the poke so I ducked
I got demons in my head they drive me crazy but you said love me that shit ain’t far bc you have different men but I still have my old friends so I smoke the pain away I think about them rainy days and take back my life ,that suicidal has many ways if you do that to me I never come back bc you made me have trust issue I don’t care anymore starting making summer time I’m my back hood i see lots off changed I don’t give any fuck rn I think abt myself you put me this minute next minute you love and now you don’t
60 miles from my home 3 Zs in da pot tryna get this flake lock Gotta make dis spot to pop Learned da game from pops Cash get carried like da shop Used to window shop that was dry Dis food don’t get fried live yours don’t live mine 3 k he be alright got a lil bread made toast 2sks in da hatchback foot down we gotta go Flying over dese humps you know me I ain’t driving slow shoot high or shoot low Either way your guna gooo time heals but ptsd don’t seem to gooo Why u think that I smokeeee In my hood I’m To hot to catch a coldd
Left for a bit in da mix like did you miss me, Came back home now you can't wait to kiss me Time goes fast look we gotta lot of history Shaggy an Scooby come help me it's a mystery
Pain up in my chest My heart been broken ICan’t express it I be gone of ov da lean I’m off a fours Still in the trenches I be IMB Promethazine Inside my cup Got my body moving crazy if I said it then I meant it
I love your beats bro they just so expensive
I've been giving out love that I'll never get back
So I ride with no heart nowadays its so mad
As a young
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Left for a bit back in da mix like did you miss me
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Mix the liqour with, the perkys it got me swerving
When i was young, i was tryn be like irving
Now we bally up, and spinin in suburbans
Take you out your whip and run off with ur earnings
We got 3 blickys in this whip, lit it off i cant not slip
We got 3 rambos in the whip, if he lack he getting dip
Record it then no good putting it there 😂😂😂😂
Life's been getting hard don't know what to do
Don't know who to look too to get me thru
Yh I know my tunes always be so deep
But Truss me you man gunns be listening to dis on repeat
Because I'm speaking from the heart I'm speaking from the brain all this trauma all this pain
All these man needa get out of my lane
Cus Truss me driving me insane
Got a couple man that I trust with my life
Got a gyal gunna be my wife
Yh
I'm been pushing I've been trying
Tired of all these people lying
Looking to the sky to the sky tryna make my gramps proud looking to the sky he's always looking down sometimes a smile sometimes a frown but trust me he's always looking down
this is what I got so far with this beat
Uhhh you already know how it is
I got shit upon my mind I could never forgive
these thoughts am really keepin em in
They say loves about trust but they taking the piss
Now I’m taking a sip and these thoughts really stuck in my head
Free T he’s still stuck in the pen
He’s on the phone right now and I’m plugging him in
I need a new plug cos my current is shit
Like josh, I’m a different kettle of fish
I just chill out write raps whilst am smoking a spliff
Now they listen to this
They hear my name so they think of the kid
Ask them they think am sick
I ain’t making it big
Sick of hearing this shit, I’m on a new wave guess I battled the prick
Now I’m inside the crib
Reminiscing bout them times when we grew up as kids
Now they sittin there acting like I never exist
We had it all how the fuck did we end up like this
Shits different and it’s just the way that it is
My girl asks why I don’t open up
I guess I ain’t sober enough
They come for me with the poke so I ducked
I got demons in my head they drive me crazy but you said love me that shit ain’t far bc you have different men but I still have my old friends so I smoke the pain away I think about them rainy days and take back my life ,that suicidal has many ways if you do that to me I never come back bc you made me have trust issue I don’t care anymore starting making summer time I’m my back hood i see lots off changed I don’t give any fuck rn I think abt myself you put me this minute next minute you love and now you don’t
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60 miles from my home
3 Zs in da pot
tryna get this flake lock
Gotta make dis spot to pop
Learned da game from pops
Cash get carried like da shop
Used to window shop that was dry
Dis food don’t get fried
live yours don’t live mine
3 k he be alright
got a lil bread made toast
2sks in da hatchback foot down we gotta go
Flying over dese humps you know me I ain’t driving slow
shoot high or shoot low
Either way your guna gooo
time heals but ptsd don’t seem to gooo
Why u think that I smokeeee
In my hood
I’m To hot to catch a coldd
Left for a bit in da mix like did you miss me,
Came back home now you can't wait to kiss me
Time goes fast look we gotta lot of history
Shaggy an Scooby come help me it's a mystery
Pain up in my chest
My heart been broken
ICan’t express it
I be gone of ov da lean
I’m off a fours
Still in the trenches
I be IMB
Promethazine Inside my cup
Got my body moving crazy
if I said it then I meant it
We just been smoking and we sliding now we running out of diesel
Tryna hit the spotlight them boys you can't compete with