Chorus] (Mmm) Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah (Lean in your cup) In a penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah (With some hoes that I can't cuff) I got lean in my cup, I got real ones I can trust, yeah (I got real ones I can trust, yeah) Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn (They don't wanna play with us) Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah (Mmm) Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah [Verse 1] From the outside looking in they think the kid made it (Think the kid made it) I ain't ever witnessed so much damn hatred (Damn hatred) Gotta get a graveyard for these dead faces (Dead faces) Thinking 'bout that money got my mind racing (My mind racing) Time is running out, I'm running out of patience (Yeah) Come down to that paper, you gon' grind, ain't you? (You gon' grind, ain't you?) They play with one of your partners, you gon' ride, ain't you? (You gon' ride, ain't you?) We gon' take it over, this is our nation (Our nation) I'ma ride that Rover, I need high maintenance (High maintenance) Specialty executive, it's so spacious (So spacious) I'm so used to this, I don't do nothing basic (Nothing basic) Chanel on your feet, I know you love pacin' (Yeah) Whatever you do don't give it up, baby (No) Whatever you do don't give it up, baby (Give it up, baby) Go clean up, I got hundreds in the tub, baby (Nah) [Chorus] (Mmm) Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah (Lean in your cup) In a penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah (With some hoes that I can't cuff) I got lean in my cup, I got real ones I can trust, yeah (I got real ones I can trust, yeah) Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn (They don't wanna play with us) Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah (Mmm) Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah [Verse 2] I don't see no one but us, I don't seem to worry much (Nah) I been high inside the clouds I can feel 'em and touch (Yeah) They've been praying on my down, they don't wanna see me up (They don't wanna see me up) I done took so many fouls, now they seem keep me tough (Tough) I ain't coming with no bluff (Nah), niggas know I ain't letting up (Nah) I been in and out of town, doing shows and stacking bucks (Stacking bucks) Moving slow and sippin' Tuss (Tuss), Hi-Tech and actin' up (Actin' up) We gon' pour a pint, my niggas all litty (All litty) Toastin' up 'cause we 'bout to make more millies (Make more millies) Hundreds in the bank, I need them blue benjis (Blue benjis) Put you in the latest Jimmy Choo, baby (Choo, baby) They say this money gonna drive us all crazy Paper done put pressure on my old lady (My old lady) Broke your heart and had to buy a new Mercedes (New Mercedes) Working hard, geekin', can't stop getting faded (Yeah) [Chorus] (Mmm) Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah (Lean in your cup) In a penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah (With some hoes that I can't cuff) I got lean in my cup, I got real ones I can trust, yeah (I got real ones I can trust, yeah) Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn (They don't wanna play with us) Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah (Mmm) Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah
[Verse 1] I got homies that I love, I got homies I can trust, yeah I remember I was walkin’ and I had to take the bus, yeah Couple million for the house, couple million for the cars, yeah Nigga bring it to the 12, you don’t wanna start a war, yeah baby And they be hatin’ ever since the kids made it They be watchin’ everything I did lately Stackin’ all this money for my kids, baby Niggas never wanna see you win, baby Ballin’ I ain’t ever need a gym, baby I ain’t never ever need a friend, baby Mobbin’, always throwin’ up my M’s, baby All I know is stackin’ up them M’s, baby And never ever ever be like them, baby [Verse 2] I got homies that I love, I got homies I can trust, yeah I remember I was walkin’ and I had to take the bus, yeah I do not believe in love, loyalty is what I trust, yeah Gotta watch who you around, everybody and their cousin, yeah baby I had to learn that lesson over years, baby I made it through the storm and now it’s clear, baby Hatin’, I can see them over there, baby Lookin’ for my eyes, ain’t no fear, baby Toast up, all my niggas, cheers, baby For niggas that ain’t goin’, and if you here, baby Knock me down, but I ain’t ever scared, baby Bitch I made it out, and I’m still here, baby I gave a lot of niggas hope, I hope it’s clear, baby yeah [Verse 3] I got family that I love, I got family I can trust, yeah When I started makin’ money, showed the family what it was Wasn’t for the money, wouldn’t be around me I ain’t had no money, it wasn’t around me I ain’t had no money, niggas used to clown me Respect made me real, money made ‘em crown me And this bitch fresher than some Downey Keep that shit around me OT12 lookin’ like the army Smokin’ on this bitch, I’m lookin Chinese, baby Location on, you can find me, baby Hundred billion dollars, that’s what I need, baby [Verse 4 (Outro)] If you want lean in your cup, lil nigga poor it up, yeah Pop a pill, when I’m rollin’ Percocet for the pain, yeah Throwin’ up the M’s for my gang, I’m insane, yeah
Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah From the outside looking in they think the kid made it I ain't ever witnessed so much damn hatred Gotta get a grill for these dead faces Thinking 'bout that money got my mind racing Time is running out, I'm running out of patience Come down to that paper, you gon' grind ain't you? They play with one of your partners, you gon' ride ain't you? We gon' take it over, this is our nation I'ma ride that Rover, I need high maintenance Specialty executive, it's so spacious I'm so used to this, I don't do nothing basic Chanel on your feet, I know you love pacin' Whatever you do don't give it up baby Whatever you do don't give it up baby Go clean up, I got hundreds in the tub baby Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah I don't see no one but us, I don't seem to worry much I been high inside the clouds I can feel 'em and touch They've been praying on my down, they don't wanna see me up I done took so many fouls, now they seem keep me tough I ain't coming with no bluff, niggas know I ain't letting up I been in and out of town, doing shows and stacking bucks Moving slow and sippin' Tuss, Hi-Tech and actin' up We gon' pour a pint, my niggas all litty Toastin' up 'cause we 'bout to make more millis Hundreds in the bank, I need them blue benjis Put you in the latest Jimmy Choo baby They say this money gonna drive us all crazy Paper done put pressure on my old lady Broke your heart and had to buy a new Mercedes Working hard, geekin', can't stop getting faded Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah
For my God let’s toast up Like this wine is his blood ohhh I got people I can trust Don’t got no friends it’s family love ohhh I done seen more than enough to know The ground I walk on not old I gotta give him praise cuz he saved me from the chockhold Before my new birth I was a dead man Every wrong move I made was a lesson ohhhh My Gods number 1 he’s nothing less then Man I use to think that I’m the one who made me All of my possessions I gave me up baby Bodies upons bodies that’s what lust gave me Forgive me if my sins I seen enough hating When Mama took me back I had no pot to piss When reality set in it start to make me sick When a boy grows to a man he gotta take his pick Do I wana die for God or die getting rich You can smell God in my pheromones Now that my heart change I cant do no wrong A Broken hearted person never healed a soul Broke the ties I use to lay up like a finger roll Don’t be the man that’s built of glass and threw the stone If they take me down today I hope they build a clone Cuz only God can stop the holy mission that I’m on
RIGHT OR WRONG LONG LIVE ON STAND STRONG OFF WITH THE DEVIL'S HEAD HUSTLE FOR OUR DAILY BREAD VICTIMS SHOWERED WITH LED IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE BUT CRAKK PAYS RENT PLAY THE FENCE STRAY SHELLS TO THE HEAD GOD BLESS THE DEAD RUNNING FROM FEDS KILLERS CONFESSING TO OLD MURDERS YOUNG GZ TOTING OLD BURNERS COLD MURDERS WHOLE FAMILIES GETTING WHACKED OUT SOLDIERS CLAPP ROUNDS...... SHUFFLING BRIKKS IN THE TRAP HOUSE ASSAULT RIFLES BLOWING BACKS OUT NEW ERA TERROR CITIES HAVING BLACKOUTS FOOD SHORTAGE STREETS PATROLLED BY MILITARY FORCES
YOUNGWHITEFRESH so if it’s86 BPM the clap would be on 2 and 4. You could make it double time by putting it to 172 and putting the clap on every 3rd. A lot of modern trap producers use double time for the reason that you it’s easier to add subdivisions on the step sequencer
I bet you can’t walk a inch in these 10 point 5’s Rollin slack wood just to get me by All you niggas really bitch and you in disguise Thinking you slick test my gangster (Say you in disguise) Bitch you bugging Can’t show no loving , tried to kiss me That shit killed my Vibe ! Throw me in the jungle with the apes (Bet i survive ) Cause I’ll never let a nigga take what’s mines Why niggas always front like they don’t need you Should’ve new you wasn’t real When you bit the (Hand that feeds you) Talking down on my name To these people that is evil But you was solid as ice But you melted on a niggas now you see through -Guwop Gumbo
@@acceleratefx5966 i swear to god i know the song but its like my brain isnt owrking i dont know how to explain it but you know how i mean and i feel like your feeling the same type of way about it
Trap out the trap for a long time I have to get to the bag These niggas is hating they passed off I know these niggas is mad They dripping in water Im dripping in sauce Yeah ill pull up in a jag And if he keep talking that hot shit These bullets will hit em like tag Treesha, dirty Diana I got a Treesha her name is Diana Bitch wanna fuck with me cause I'm a scammer I am the shit yeah I keep me a pamper Dirty Diana, tell her to twerk for me i need a dancer Get this recorded here put this on camera Stay with a toolie I play with them hammers Free all my brothers that's locked down in slammers My ex keep calling her name is Amanda Treesha at the telly her name is Savannah She get what she want so she calling me Santa I got a plug, he out there in Tampa Black and white just like a panda Word to my mother u act up I'm going bannanas Word to my mother ill blam yah Word to my brother and nana ill hit you & slam yah
I got creps around my socks got creps up in a box , yeah yeah Might see on the strip you might see me in a whip , yeah yeah Might see me in the booth you might see me on a roof, yeah yeah
Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah From the outside looking in they think the kid made it I ain't ever witnessed so much damn hatred Gotta get a grill for these dead faces Thinking 'bout that money got my mind racing Time is running out, I'm running out of patience Come down to that paper, you gon' grind ain't you? They play with one of your partners, you gon' ride ain't you? We gon' take it over, this is our nation I'ma ride that Rover, I need high maintenance Specialty executive, it's so spacious I'm so used to this, I don't do nothing basic Chanel on your feet, I know you love pacin' Whatever you do don't give it up baby Whatever you do don't give it up baby Go clean up, I got hundreds in the tub baby Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah I don't see no one but us, I don't seem to worry much I been high inside the clouds I can feel 'em and touch They've been praying on my down, they don't wanna see me up I done took so many fouls, now they seem keep me tough I ain't coming with no bluff, niggas know I ain't letting up I been in and out of town, doing shows and stacking bucks Moving slow and sippin' Tuss, Hi-Tech and actin' up We gon' pour a pint, my niggas all litty Toastin' up 'cause we 'bout to make more millis Hundreds in the bank, I need them blue benjis Put you in the latest Jimmy Choo baby They say this money gonna drive us all crazy Paper done put pressure on my old lady Broke your heart and had to buy a new Mercedes Working hard, geekin', can't stop getting faded Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In the penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I can't cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got rumors I can't trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They don't wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah
