you sposed to b my ride or die . all you do is lie , i cry , i cant stand these lonely nights , thinking i might not survive. reminicin bout the betta times u was mines , even when the money dry , we'd get high . 12 comin ? we'd hide . but fuck the past. u cheated , flame rised .now ima smoke this pain away inhailin all this maryjane. lungz foggy like lil wayne . gas & pain , gas & pain .you fuckin hurt me ion feel tha same .gas & pain , gas & pain i smoke til the pain fade away ,
In the pandemic People sweatin they financial situations A lot of homies hittin heaven Everyday my life I’m gracin FOCUSED ON MY GROWIN All the trifling I’m erasing They foldin what they showed me Left me low had to face it Homie posted at the store cause he think he ain’t gon make it Lonely no support don’t no how much he can take in Heart left out on the floor like it’s the middle of the basement Wave he floating that’s for sure Ten toes down he could save it For now he feeling scorched Ain’t saved for nun his braveness
I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze Once you give my pussy up, it's over with Miss who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't know the bitch Before I knew what platinum was, was tryna go on hits Well if he act like he 'bout it, then put him on the list You better pick out a casket, 'cause they're goin' quick They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when they post his pic' I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick My whole squad goin', bitch, we don't do no assist Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his niche Might catch him at the red light, tryna load his blick Everyday a gamble with your life, all we know is risk From the Windy City where you're down to see the coldest shit I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze Switchers on them glaciers, get to blowin' like it's for me Promise to my son, that the street won't get no more of me Remember every line from that obituary poetry See they peep I'm ballin' now, just go back to ignorin' me Always gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin' me Lord, I'm tryna take it easy on them, but they forcin' me See him in person, and that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin' Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in the van You know it's fuck the other side 'cause my nigga's gone Always been fuck the other side, we don't get along If we bump heads, like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on Ain't for the head, that chopper spray, we get 'em gone Independent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with silicone And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
I got self issues Self issues I got self issues Issues Issues Issues I never let you see my tears I hold them inside I want you to be strong standing right by my side I want you to be independent but that’s for you to decide You got me and Jesus Christ by your side Buckle up and hold gon be one hell of a ride People judge others and don’t have a clue Talking down on other don’t know what they been through People getting shot everyday is the streets A lot of people in poverty can afford to eat
I'm so sick of fake love and the games everyday you play it's been f****** with my brain driving me insane got me walking through the rain I ain't really feel the same when I hear about your name I only think about the pain how the f*** I let you do that to me I feel ashamed
Dmac on the fucking track Tahj Money I'm so sick of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's" In the trenches yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed" Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that .9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze Once you get my pussy up, it's over with Miss who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't know the bitch Before I knew applyin' wars, tryna go on hits Well if he act like he 'bout it, then put him on the list You better pick out a casket, 'cause they're goin' quick They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when the post his pic I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick My whole squad goin', bitch, we don't do no assist Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his nitch Might catch him at the red light, tryna load his blick Everyday a gamble with your life, all we know is risk From the windy city where you're down to see the coldest shit I'm so sick of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's" In the trenches yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed" Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that .9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze Switchers on them glaciers, get to blowin' like it's for me Promise to my son, that the street won't get no more of me Remember every line from that obituary poetry See they peep on ballin', just go back to ignorin' me Always gotta splash, unleash the beast when they recordin' me Lord, I'm tryna take it easy on them, but they forcin' me See him in person, then that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin' Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in the van You know it's fuck the other side 'cause my nigga's gone Always been fuck the other side, we don't get along If we bump heads like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on Ain't for the head, that chopper spread, we get 'em gone Independent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with silicone And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song I'm so sick of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's" In the trenches yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed" Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that .9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Ho un microfono puntato alla tempia pesa come una glock non sono di strada ma mi prendo quello che non ho non siamo in America non siamo nel ghetto ma lo facevamo come fosse lo stesso una bandana blu non ti rende bluface Un sorriso in faccia invece ti rende ciò che non sei Siamo tutti morti dentro ma facciamo i finti felici qua stanno tutti infamando e fanno i finti amici ancora sorrido quando mi sorridi mi hai portato via i problemi che avevo già da bambino I sogni nel cassetto ora sono sul comodino ho iniziato tutto questo per arrivare primo a volteeee lo ammetto sono cattivo e sono sempre triste se non ti ho qua vicino la verità mi ha colpito ora che sono in un mare di guai e affogo nei miei perché Sono seduto al banco qua sono stanco mi sento sprecato a scuola forse perché penso tanto per tutti quei giorni che sono stato male mi impicchero con una corda vocale Rit.
I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze Once you give my pussy up, it's over with Miss who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't know the bitch Before I knew what platinum was, was tryna go on hits Well if he act like he 'bout it, then put him on the list You better pick out a casket, 'cause they're goin' quick They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when they post his pic' I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick My whole squad goin', bitch, we don't do no assist Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his niche Might catch him at the red light, tryna load his blick Everyday a gamble with your life, all we know is risk From the Windy City where you're down to see the coldest shit I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze Switchers on them glaciers, get to blowin' like it's for me Promise to my son, that the street won't get no more of me Remember every line from that obituary poetry See they peep I'm ballin' now, just go back to ignorin' me Always gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin' me Lord, I'm tryna take it easy on them, but they forcin' me See him in person, and that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin' Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in the van You know it's fuck the other side 'cause my nigga's gone Always been fuck the other side, we don't get along If we bump heads, like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on Ain't for the head, that chopper spray, we get 'em gone Independent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with silicone And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' let that 9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I breathe? I know she might cry if I leave I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Polo G - RAPSTAR (INSTRUMENTAL) here ⬇️
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you sposed to b my ride or die . all you do is lie , i cry , i cant stand these lonely nights , thinking i might not survive. reminicin bout the betta times
u was mines , even when the money dry , we'd get high . 12 comin ? we'd hide . but fuck the past. u cheated , flame rised .now ima smoke this pain away inhailin all this maryjane. lungz foggy like lil wayne .
gas & pain , gas & pain .you fuckin hurt me ion feel tha same .gas & pain , gas & pain i smoke til the pain fade away ,
Appreciate you putting this out 🙏🏼
Love the top note sof the piano, gives it a nice overall vibe
Thank you for this gem!
First, love your beats bro please never quit🖤
Thanks 🙏
Like juice
🥤
Fire pls never never stop uploading pls
✌️✌️✌️Mashallah love this trend keep it up may Allah show his blessings always on you
Keep it up, want more track like this mashallah
In the pandemic
People sweatin they financial situations
A lot of homies hittin heaven
Everyday my life I’m gracin
FOCUSED ON MY GROWIN
All the trifling I’m erasing
They foldin what they showed me
Left me low had to face it
Homie posted at the store cause he think he ain’t gon make it
Lonely no support don’t no how much he can take in
Heart left out on the floor like it’s the middle of the basement
Wave he floating that’s for sure
Ten toes down he could save it
For now he feeling scorched
Ain’t saved for nun his braveness
Heat bro
Very nice remake !!
dope man
Very very nice woooow 😍😍😍😍👑👑👑👑👑💪💪💪💪✍️👊killed the best
999th like keep it up lil homie
thanks bro
Superb
Nice
I LOVE THE SONG TO THE BEAT ITS LIKE WHEN YOU PUT IT ON SLOW 0.75
OMG I THANK OF PLL LIKE ITS A VIBE
Good shit
brabo
Yep
I love it perfect bro 💪🔥
thanks fam
New Subscriber!
I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s
In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Once you give my pussy up, it's over with
Miss who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with
I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't know the bitch
Before I knew what platinum was, was tryna go on hits
Well if he act like he 'bout it, then put him on the list
You better pick out a casket, 'cause they're goin' quick
They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when they post his pic'
I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick
My whole squad goin', bitch, we don't do no assist
Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his niche
Might catch him at the red light, tryna load his blick
Everyday a gamble with your life, all we know is risk
From the Windy City where you're down to see the coldest shit
I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s
In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Switchers on them glaciers, get to blowin' like it's for me
Promise to my son, that the street won't get no more of me
Remember every line from that obituary poetry
See they peep I'm ballin' now, just go back to ignorin' me
Always gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin' me
Lord, I'm tryna take it easy on them, but they forcin' me
See him in person, and that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin'
Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in the van
You know it's fuck the other side 'cause my nigga's gone
Always been fuck the other side, we don't get along
If we bump heads, like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on
Ain't for the head, that chopper spray, we get 'em gone
Independent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown
Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with silicone
And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong
I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song
I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s
In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾
I got self issues
Self issues
I got self issues
Issues
Issues
Issues
I never let you see my tears I hold them inside
I want you to be strong standing right by my side
I want you to be independent but that’s for you to decide
You got me and Jesus Christ by your side
Buckle up and hold gon be one hell of a ride
People judge others and don’t have a clue
Talking down on other don’t know what they
been through
People getting shot everyday is the streets
A lot of people in poverty can afford to eat
Like the guitar you put it top of it. I made a remake too
♥️
Good
Ima make a song on this🔥🔥
Joss
I'm so sick of fake love and the games everyday you play it's been f****** with my brain driving me insane got me walking through the rain I ain't really feel the same when I hear about your name I only think about the pain how the f*** I let you do that to me I feel ashamed
Yeet
And if we miss we spin the block and get to
I’m
Fuckin
With
This
Beat
1:38
hey! can I use this as background music for my playlist video? I'll list you in the details for the credit!?
check description if u want use
hey can i use this for a montage...ill give credit and all that...if its ok then im down
0:55
we need the drumkit >:(
Can I use this beat for my UA-cam video
Puedo usar esta pista para una canción te daré los créditos
Puedo usarla ?
#status
What key is it?
Hey man, can I use this beat for a short Instagram video? I’ll tag you in the video and give you full credit.
check description
Can i buy the Beat about Beatstars and load the Song of Spotify?
yes U can
should’ve used a piano but still lit
I made a hit on this
Dmac on the fucking track
Tahj Money
I'm so sick of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed"
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that .9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Once you get my pussy up, it's over with
Miss who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with
I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't know the bitch
Before I knew applyin' wars, tryna go on hits
Well if he act like he 'bout it, then put him on the list
You better pick out a casket, 'cause they're goin' quick
They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when the post his pic
I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick
My whole squad goin', bitch, we don't do no assist
Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his nitch
Might catch him at the red light, tryna load his blick
Everyday a gamble with your life, all we know is risk
From the windy city where you're down to see the coldest shit
I'm so sick of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed"
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that .9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Switchers on them glaciers, get to blowin' like it's for me
Promise to my son, that the street won't get no more of me
Remember every line from that obituary poetry
See they peep on ballin', just go back to ignorin' me
Always gotta splash, unleash the beast when they recordin' me
Lord, I'm tryna take it easy on them, but they forcin' me
See him in person, then that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin'
Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in the van
You know it's fuck the other side 'cause my nigga's gone
Always been fuck the other side, we don't get along
If we bump heads like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on
Ain't for the head, that chopper spread, we get 'em gone
Independent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown
Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with silicone
And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong
I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song
I'm so sick of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin' "Gang, gang, mob ties, what I bleed"
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that .9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Can use this
contact me
whats the tempo
when’s pandemic coming out?
it’s been out
Can i use this beat?
download the beat with license (check description)
What BPM is this?
80
Play this video when he dies🙀no cap it makes me feel like he's dead
Stop it
wtf
Ho un microfono puntato alla tempia pesa come una glock non sono di strada ma mi prendo quello che non ho non siamo in America non siamo nel ghetto ma lo facevamo come fosse lo stesso una bandana blu non ti rende bluface
Un sorriso in faccia invece ti rende ciò che non sei
Siamo tutti morti dentro ma facciamo i finti felici qua stanno tutti infamando e fanno i finti amici ancora sorrido quando mi sorridi mi hai portato via i problemi che avevo già da bambino I sogni nel cassetto ora sono sul comodino ho iniziato tutto questo per arrivare primo a volteeee lo ammetto sono cattivo e sono sempre triste se non ti ho qua vicino la verità mi ha colpito ora che sono in un mare di guai e affogo nei miei perché
Sono seduto al banco qua sono stanco mi sento sprecato a scuola forse perché penso tanto per tutti quei giorni che sono stato male mi impicchero con una corda vocale
Rit.
1:29
I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s
In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Once you give my pussy up, it's over with
Miss who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with
I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't know the bitch
Before I knew what platinum was, was tryna go on hits
Well if he act like he 'bout it, then put him on the list
You better pick out a casket, 'cause they're goin' quick
They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when they post his pic'
I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick
My whole squad goin', bitch, we don't do no assist
Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his niche
Might catch him at the red light, tryna load his blick
Everyday a gamble with your life, all we know is risk
From the Windy City where you're down to see the coldest shit
I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s
In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze
Switchers on them glaciers, get to blowin' like it's for me
Promise to my son, that the street won't get no more of me
Remember every line from that obituary poetry
See they peep I'm ballin' now, just go back to ignorin' me
Always gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin' me
Lord, I'm tryna take it easy on them, but they forcin' me
See him in person, and that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin'
Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in the van
You know it's fuck the other side 'cause my nigga's gone
Always been fuck the other side, we don't get along
If we bump heads, like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on
Ain't for the head, that chopper spray, we get 'em gone
Independent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown
Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with silicone
And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong
I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song
I'm so sick of farewells and R.I.P.'s
In the trenches yellin', "Gang, gang", mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze