This is one of the sickest beats I have ever heard it makes me ginuenly happy and it makes me just sit back and contaplate about my life and think about my child🙏🙏💯
New mission Old decisions Smack, make my see stars New vision Same old livin lies fall apart New greeds with Old regrets We all fall apart New reasons Same old seasons But We still battle hard I’ve been on a new wave Cuz old never stay I don’t fuck with most used lookin for well paved Lookin who gonna stay Most just fly away take it my way Sinatra blasting on speakers On the highway I just listed On Craigslist, all my wishes Bad bitch with new whip Big crib with small stresses Never had shit Beggin never found gold Gold acquired by passion While Passion fuels soul Told bitch turn left she cut a hard right All fights, wonder why I left she always wanna be right Surprised I never came back Weak minds, all slack only speak all facts No lies, believe that Down bad What’s good Bad thoughts Good looks Maad city Good kid Bad feeling with No good We all fall apart New reasons Same old seasons But We still battle hard And we still got them scars Don’t ask why I’m livin life reckless I’m feelin, only forward, no regression Regrets only give lessons They always gonna judge less than them Progress, leave the dust not to mention Hate formed from jealousy, end it Ignorant mind really only self centered I’m on my own adventure In my own world, never restin Turn grind to restless Flow just bullets, leave you headless Keep ridin with them, man who you reppin? Im headin west and smack you like smith Anxiety driven, act out when I’m pissed Never keep calm, I’ll talk my shit The spliffs lit from bic, now I’m feelin chill Attention seeker rearrange their wills Or morals never seekin higher skill I mean why tho, hit a quick lick Then career ride waitin for the die out Could never be me, my preference The new high now
Two hundred for the Patek (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) and it's all plain (Numbers) Two-point seven for the crib and it's all paid And niggas get a lil' bit of fame, start actin' strange Just because I showed a lil’ love, that don’t mean you gang (It don't mean you gang) Just bеcause I showed a lil’ love, that don't mеan you gang (Gang)