eggs and oats keep the diet strict waking up at five to hit the gym so i can say hi to her thighs again that shit essential like a vitamin im trynna get hotter than fire burning hydrogen while takin niacin i felt like i had it already back in the day when i had mic in the shop gettin sweaty back of the taurus im singing choruses droppin em steady now i just need a brand and this shit will blow up if i let it and i cant lie it makes me nervous will getting money take away my purpose or have me tuckin more beneath the surface i guess theres only one way i can know for certain pull back the curtain and show these people what im workin with criticism i encourage it why would i deny the very thing that keeps me flourishing i know the ones that mean well, and know of yall that dont but honestly theres really nothin left for you to hurt me with
Bro can I pleaaase use this on all plats I’ll literally split my royalties with you, you get 60 and I get 50. I’m sorry man I just don’t got money at all for a lease or nothing like that. But please bro
I think it’s about that time I breakout, so here’s the breakout how many MF’s you gon shake out? Before I do my worst let me tell ya there ain’t no way out Cause if it ain’t a mic in my hand I’m looking for payouts By any means necessary for me to find a way out
never did drugs and never felt fears they switching my positions like the car gears everybody talks but nobody hears they got so much to say over your career and how many streams oh and how many scenes
yeah yeah nato in una metropoli non c’era il clima dei tropici i problemi erano troppi i soldi non ci bastavano facevamo a gara tra gli intoppi in 4 in una camera stavamo troppo stretti ma di che ti lamenti? a volte ci mancava il pane tra i denti acqua dal rubinetto a stenti ma son stufo di sta merda con le pare faccio la guerra il fumo di una siga mi distrae mentre cammino per la città deserta l’amore di una donna non colmerà mai il dolore se della fame poi sento ancora il sapore parlare senza sapere non ti farà mai onore non sai com’è stare da soli, di mio padre non ho mai sentito il calore pensare al futuro non mi ha mai messo di buon umore è l’incertezza che distrugge l’attimo che sfugge la pace che non giunge una strada secondaria che si ricongiunge non ho contato su nessuno tanto ti lasciano ultimo adesso che ne ho 21 so bene cosa vuol dire sai bene che non son stupido non sarà mai reciproco ti giudicheranno con qualche commento inopportuno sopravvivo, fingo di stare bene lavoro sottopagato anche se so che non conviene ma con un po’ di grana ci mangio quasi tre cene stringi un patto con me sei sicuro son quello che lo mantiene qua la vita è difficile attaccato a queste catene se non vivi il tuo sogno pregando di avere ste tasche piene non ho mai avuto niente, è prezioso ciò che si ottiene ora sono sereno, non mi spaventano sirene o poliziotti in borghese sto coi miei fratelli mentre faccio riprese
love this beat man, this is the second song im recording out of 50+ and its the second beat im using from you. I used Pearl Park on my other one. it will be up tommorow hopefully. thanks and keep up!
Pussies wanna talk about figures and worth They ain't never truly made it outta the dirt 10 years old saw a shadow out my window He tapped up on it said "Let me in bro" Hid under the bed and cried for my brother He told me to be quiet getting back to his slumber We heard a window break and hid for cover My dad ran downstairs, next came my mother The man started yelling and asking for the young'one My dad started screaming first time I heard him curse Started beating him on the floor, then the reverse My dad and him trading shots, its all blur I found a vase and ran over, hit him in the head My dad kept punching til my mom stopped and said Is he breathing? Is he breathing? - Chorus: (inhale: exhale: inhale: exhale) (sample work) verse 2: The cops came up and asked me for the story The man wanted me first, tears came pouring I did the finishing shot, at 10 years old That type of shit really sticks to your soul Self-defense that's clear, me and pops are good Then he did overtime no more hood We pull into suburbia 2 years later Pops had saved up, nothing to be afraid of Creaking in the attic, above my room After hours late at night, paranoia looms Told me dad I'm scared, nothing to fear For my peace at night he'd walk up attic's stairs It was just a possum, got in through the vent Time spent fearing for your life as time went PTSD, had me jumping at creaks While the stream pours down my eyes to my cheeks
The fact that you took offense to it just proves u need a little more better work on the lyrics🤷♂️🤷♂️and u don’t even know what I do so don’t make assumptions
Hold up, My head keep thinking shit would be too easy but i know that aint the truth to me And honestly, It wasnt even hard to see My intuition has been with me since i had to be - A type of guy like a jedi cus i be in the sky when im walkin People may be thinkin i aint shit til they hear me talkin When im rappin, magic keeps happnin Show these motherfuckers what im made of, that’s a given Spit some fire like a dungeon dragon Floating up in space telling you “it always has been” Find a motherfucker like me And i be making sure to tell you that i might be That guy, im “the guy” When they see me walkin through the door All they motherfuckin jaws they be droppin to the floor Actin like im on a movie screen Bank account keep growin that’s my whole new scene I be doing my own thing and keep my bank account green I be mindin my own business, that’s my daily routine And I dont care what you’re doin, I’ll be doing my thing I dont care what you’re doing, I’ll be doing my thing Dont give a fuck what you’re doing, I jus do my own thing bitch haha Im on another high, im glad im alive Had a whole full meal I done finished all the sides Wrote this shit 2 years ago still hungry and decided I gotta run this shit again, I gotta keep it honest Cus I finally feel like myself again, slowly gainin confidence and now I’m back again It’s either I go fifty or go one hundred percent There is no in between that’s why I hadda make plans Goddamn goddamn I still keep learnin bout myself I dont ever plan to stop cus the world keep spinnin like damn Go around the globe while im trottin Playin footy by the beach I aint talkin ‘merican I been wanting To have my own home with a garden All the plants I can hone, own fruits, big house, we be eating And I care cus I wanna stay doing my thing Own houses, same team, live like kings and queens Soon or later, same hunger, still doin our thing
AMAZING BEAT, heres some rhymes, rate it for me Song: Cold Feet And I don't wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, chained to your love We hit the other side of town hoping to escape Came back to it I had to focus where I stayed Made some rebounds and choices that I wish I didn't take I got some back wishing I make it home with the safe Made sure me and my team always ate You ain't gone tell me who to be, nigga I know my place Ima just race off with the weed, content on who I see I been riding with the tint and the tank is on E Was stopping by my old place, still I cant believe that this was the shit and how I came up off me I used to take the shifts and hope the money is what I need They not used to a successful nigga but I'm not a dying breed They rooting to see me better out them apartments in the sea I chose to keep my head up and make sure I believe They playing up with the kid I'll see you when I leave I got to pay attention to my bread that they Peep They won't even listen when say I'm still me I get lost in what I heard I gave my trouble to peace, so, again, I say I don't wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, chained to your love And I don't wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, chained to
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