@@vcbf101 i meant like the tempo was different on the second note, it played faster. trying to figure this out because this also happens in fast money off of winters mine which I’m recreating right now
i can’t tell you what i love, but i’ll tell you what i hate. i’ll tell you it real boy, Straight to yo face. And when they spin back this tape, You find my brains rearranged, To look like a barrel pointed up and sprayed. Ugh, I get sick. I hate hoe bitches, I hate hoes, bitches. I hate gold diggers, I need some more bitches. But you a bitch if you callin women bitches, The real bitches those hatin-no good bitches. Used to try and be robbinhood, bitches. But then they came around; robbed the hood bitched. And i hate bitches that be saying those corny lines. But at the same time i see that they called my grind, Pointless when the points follow behind, What’s right to you ain’t right to me please step behind.
