{FREE} NBA YoungBoy Type Beat 2018 "Much Pain" | prod by @indiagotthembeats 

all the pain all strain just for gain l cant pretend l took a gamble n rolled dem dice its take a lose r take a win still pushin thru the wind dat glock 10 my bestfriend a cut throat type nigga just like soljia slim

Kid Big Smoke OG aka Fire O: Chorus: Oh my life is filled with much pain, going thru much pain, The young in feeling insane.... (Repeat 4x) Verse 1: "Imma a loco sa notra figure, chasing women, repenting, need remission for my transgressions, I'm tryna see the windows of heaven, I'll be there in a second, chasing the fame as a legend, packing 47s, and teaching lessons, tryna eventually become a Reverend, these final times is hectic, but ain't no sweating, because I know Imma make it baby, forget giving the praise to Satan, the globe filled up with terrorism, racism, sexism and hatred, punk cowards out her molesting lil babies, only the Lawd up above is the greatest, never give in, just pace it and you'll shake it baby!!!" #Thats just a sample, Ion even right music..... That's all off the rocker, Ion curse or Nathan in my music......... IM FINNA BE THE GREATEST ARTIST OF THE GENERATION DARLING!!!! SONEBODY CHECK UP ON ME!!!!!!

This shit hard as fuck india

Much pain I got so much pain Lost so much cant let it be in vein Bitch i got so much pain i dont even know what to say Thoughts up in my brain i cant even tame Tryna live better life aint game

Hearing all these lies Sometimes they get to me Haters talking I just let em be Give the world something to see I’m never giving up until I feed my team Family I swear Im putting them over anything Cuz they was there for me Loyalty I’m stuck with all my brothers Till the death of me Show you that I’m wit it You run up This choppa clear the scene Turn a fuck nigga to a memory

Man this is 🔥💥 love the bounce of your drums and the melody🙌 super dope arrangement as well good work!🍴

Somebody call a fire truck,cuz this is fire.also will need an ambulance,cuz he killed it

Single wide on bricks, deep in the sticks, Mouse infested shit, With stained mattress’s Came from the dirt w no bib God wrote fucked up on my head Yo butch rode me like so Tryna run up you get doned up quick Boy I’m masked up they don’t know who did it If they find out then I know who tipping Once they wind down, then I pop up with semi Let off a hot round, shoot like I’m Bibby, I’ll do ya dirty Imma have to lick yo crib Oh welllll If you pissed lift the lid, Wipe yo ass, I’m the shit, Get yo bitch off my tip clutching on fire like a bic Up in her stomach, I might break a rib Pussy so wet, imma swim like fish mask and gloves, no evidence Quick to pistol whip if you fidgeting taped up in the trunk, with cinder brick lake or dump, no difference got yo family aint tressing and guessing What their baby boy done to cross the path of a veteran in a game of paranoia, my flows sick, so sick that you might catch a germ, at yo head like a perm Watch him squirm like a worm on a sunny day I talk a lot to god but I do what the devil say

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Is he wearing a shirt of himself? 😅 Beautiful work on the track India 🎶🎧🎶

So much pain in my heart I cannot express. And the rest is broken well at least what is left. I was down bad In my feelings but I wasn’t depressed. I tried to hide my pain through a smile but nevertheless nobody asked me was I okay? But I was the one checking on them every single day. I told my momma I’d be rich someday. And I know we struggling right now but god will show us a way I told you relax you done played your part raising me. You were a single mother on welfare but you made it cause you very strong faithfully. My daddy walked out when I was 6 I know my mom was going thru some shit, she had adjust to this shit and cry alone. She was locked up in her bedroom for so long. And I’d stand there and knock and I’d say mommy what’s wrong. And then she’d open up the door and open up her arms and told me always to be strong I wiped her tears away and told her to hold on cause better days are coming they just simply prolonged and that we all have a purpose yeah we all belong Started hustling on block just to feed you, you started abusing drugs because every man you got with kept leaving you. I told myself to remind you what I see in you, cause I know you going through some shit but I also need you to. I need you to remind me it’s gone be okay. there are dark clouds everywhere and the storms gone go away. I just want to hear you tell me you love me, cause I lost all hope and this is my recovery. We both fighting demons and you that I’m stronger, and it hurts so bad cause this is over my father. But we gotta face it he ain’t coming back we all we got and I’m satisfied with that

Play back 1.5 dat hoe hard

shit slappss

Shit hard🤘🏽🔥🔥🔥🔥

I’m tryna cash out n turn the yondos to mansion Lay on the opps load up da gloccs pay a visit to the reverend Lord forgive me I need healin I pray I goto heaven Lord I pray I make it to heaven Evil thoughts lord forgive me Sing dis song hope they here me Load up dem chop cleared em empty Miss my dawgs love em dearly That’s why i gotta keep it near me I gotta keep a sticc wimme I’m havin smoce like chimney 32 shots get it wicced Ain’t putting my trust ina nicca Ain’t givin my heart to a bkitch You still crediting reefa I’m smocin whole zs in this bkitch You a lil dawg we not equal Life on line I won’t switch Say I’m youngin n thuggin It’s bkeen days wen I had nothin Needed food we was hungry Got the pacc started hustling N I know I live wrong Shit still replay in dome Mama cross me out after I went in that dorm Lost my cool am I wrong Avoided you so I’m strong Bkut fa dhet nigga I’m prone Yea I’m prone to get all the way out of my bkody I asc you to protect me lord why he try me Family lookin down my name was never spoke highly Go wit my move fucc ya thug atleast I’m tryin Eat a soup read a book keep young nicca from cryin Hold the pain let it go Want to know me here I go Ima bkabky wit bkabky In the streets goin crazy Go to jail won’t let it phase me 30 shots won’t let em take em Walk alone my only safety My trust in god know he won’t flake me My poccets full look up to bkabky Don’t want no cut dont want no deals If I get caught won’t take no deals This on my son I needed mil Turn da yondos to da hills Ttk we trained to kill MOs our mouf stay seal

How much for trackouts?.

Ima drop to this

def writing to this indiagotthembeats str8 up much respect here for your hardwork you do keep em beats lit up

I got a song with that bird man liked on this beat I’ll send u the exclusive

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Can I use this?

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its a monster

HELP YO SELF

I like it🔥🔥

Too hard 🔥🔥🔥💯💯❤❤❤

amazing