J. Cole - Album Of The Year (Freestyle) (Instrumental) 

Oochie Wally by Bravehearts ft. Nas ....

All the 2000 babies gonna think this was actually Cole's beat

This beat as always made me get Kanye college dropout vibes...just like a simplified version

smoot and amazing production..

how can it be an instrumental of an instrumental?

Damn man

Damn... Good shit bro!! Sztoos

WOW! Literally

Thanks that was actually on my birthday

Beat is amzaing I Ever Heard This Type of awesome beat🔥

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Y'all can’t kill me, my only death is clappin' myself Y'all ain’t a challenge, so I’m back here out-rapping myself I actually went crazy, started snappin' myself There’s a reason I sit alone and I mack by myself Same shit, just a different day Niggas wanna dance till arms pop when a finger wave God fearin', but sinful, yet you’ll see the flame Cross me? See metal in hand, in Jesus' name The secret boss, you afraid of the hunt 'Cause when I’m hearin' all these callouts; my name don’t come up I aim and I buss I’m thе best, but I don’t say it enough What’s known ain’t gotta be еxplained, but now I’m takin' the plunge It’s a drive-thru movie when I’m makin' this scene All you’ll see is whips pull up and a big clip light up your screen Rivallin' me? I ain’t takin' that noise Stick banging on ya ceiling; like the neighbours annoyin' I’m comfortable everywhere, I don’t walk in disguise Same nigga that done make Luke walk in the skies So I ain’t got the time to play with you, bruh Why take shots when you couldn’t handle takin' a punch? Talkin' Spotify numbers, I’m so done with it Bitch, I’ll leave you dead in your spot if I run up in it I delete niggas, and you showed you dumb Who subpar? My iron put a whole in one Niggas got a lot of talk, but ain’t got a lot of walk Leavin' both the Cyphers dead, hope you got a lot of chalk Slide through in a tinted, I lift that thang up Then your body fucked up in the whip like BangBus Y'all don’t like that I appropriate violence? That was all I ever knew when it came to survivin' It ain’t shockin', I know static, can’t a rap nigga try me And I love my Nina like wifey I see that you stressed I’m the reason that your tee is distressed No comparison, my presence makes you be in distress They can’t bear it, I’m a Yogi, I’m just leavin' 'em stretched While still out here tryna avoid a knee on my neck While these corny niggas only wrapped up in the bars And others got the nerve to make some 'bout Ahmaud Y'all don’t know my pain Treated lesser, y'all don’t know that shame I don’t play like y'all, y'all don’t know my game For your energy, cans wave, you gon' know that bang And when there’s seconds to live, you gon' know my name I mean, I am the apocalypse, poppin' shit at your populous And all these net niggas who never dealt with a stop and frisk A known ass whoopin', don’t dare try to pick it I give you the signs that I been a pro, test and you gon' get it Different, you know that, check the names I been killin' Your favourite rapper steals my songs and puts bullets in women So it’s an insult to me; to say there’s one in my lane A lot of y'all why they think RU-vid rappin' is lame So when peace don’t work, the piece gon' work That’s the only fuckin' reason that there's change I been lettin' niggas slide, I been lettin' shit fly Now's about the time that I let you niggas die I am; what a lot of fans aspire to be like And what a lot of these rappers study tryna speak like Somethin' you never see twice I find it ironic they always try to stop my drive, yet end up with a green light The presence that’ll flicker the street lights Doin' what I want now, I don’t think we repeat life I’m that nigga, I got it, bitch, what’s poppin'? If you ain’t better than me; then don’t talk to me 'bout my topics I’m that heartbreak baby that be up in your bitch These niggas food, why the fuck you think I stay in the fridge? I mean, y'all ain’t really got bars like that Y'all ain’t hard, you’ll get your face scarred like that Don’t get decked ‘cause you mad I pulled your card like that Do the math, I’m from Brooklyn and it’s all like that Written By VI Seconds Release Date August 24, 2020 Loading video Daniel Guisewite Jr 3 months ago Math should be capitalized because it’s a shot at Math Hoffa from “I mean y'all ain’t really got bars like that” to the end is completely Vi shooting at Math Hoffa

1k of the plays are mine.

I’m under rated Can’t explain it They must be faded On words to my mum I’m gonna make it and quote that statement The think the bangin Knives swinging bullets banging But when it goes down bacon is who they rangin But fuck I’m underated as they come I gots skills on skills I bet it weighs a ton I got bills on bills they act like they won I live for the thrills and die by the gun The boys call they in a rocky situation I’ll be there ASAP cause I’m down and live for expectations I’ll yous a baseball bat to knock him out cause impatient 4802 is where it’s at cause here we bang shit These pussys basic they can’t switch their flow up Im at rock bottom only way from here is go up I’ll admit my music needed to sow up but now it sound better looks betterhad a glow up

Yeahh como mola

Fuzzy kills this

for yall who don't know the original song to this is oochie wallie by nas check him outs he's number 1 of all time

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Willing to climb any trree to demonstrate my potential Ain’t nothing bout my life ever been simple I manifested my potentia

She Wildin Fabolous...

I heard this from LLS

“Man I remember serving on the strip, watching out for cops hoping out suburbans on the strip, working on the strip chilling with a 30 on my hip, whole team of shooters bunch of Steph Curry’s in my cliq boy”🥶🥶

Can anyone help? I remember i once heard this song remixed on soundcloud and the only line i can remember is. "Light a nigga up goddam i did him like a christmas tree" if anyone knows the song plz let me know ive been looking for this remix a while now.

man in my city feel like the talk of the town

“Oochie Wally”

Love this

BEST INSTRUMENTAL: ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-PR_TcVI_ngY.html

i gotta slay this.

Yo bro your beats are nice

Oochie Wally bravehearts

...the original song with the beat: Focused on you - Eric Bellinger feat. 2 Chainz I got y'all...

verse i wrote I’m the beast of the east, so who’ll contest for my belt I know my presence is felt Because every time I speak I shake up heaven and hell You’re not impressed, that’s an L Because my brother I’m the motherfucking best, I excel Some people think that I forgot the mission But my brother I just went outside and widened out the competition These people give me shit, becuz I’m not from Compton listen You’re not suspicious, of what I have in the vault I’m lost amongst emcees, now I feel like I’m Harold Holt Gave em the music, and I came back with the main result If you’re not involved, just take what I say with a grain of salt I can’t be blamed or even be placed at fault But it’s just incase if you haters can make a cult I’ll be jaded or faded for days I’ll be going ghost Before we celebrate standing ovations, I’ll make a toast To a hard earned vacation, I’m staying right by the coast

 These niggas don’t feel the realness Real shit, spitting right at you behind your rear vis- Mirror, it can’t be clearer that, nigga I’m fearless (I'm fearless) So I’m not afraid if these niggas are gonna hear this Put that, put that respect on my name, I’m at it for 20 hours, I’m forever in this game, This light gon gimme power, I’m fire like Notré Dame I know this niggas sour, him and I are just not the same Goddamn I’m a, I’m a miraculous man So when the odds were stacked against me, I came back with a plan I put the trash in a can, now I’m ready for war, like my uncle was sam So now I do what I can, wassup I’m legendary, so trust me I’m very scary I got that summer heat, like December to February I’m destined, I’m very wary of my- Contemporaries, so trust me you can’t compare me To no one that’s secondary, look 
Imma put Australia on the map Fuck Ig Azalea, the Australian that can’t rap They all think we’re whack, so imma show em that it’s cap Mate I could make a banger, or I could go and overlap Most of these niggas from other countries Trust me, moment we beef nigga, this shit get ugly You can’t run it straight, imma drop you like it’s rugby People questioning my hustle, but bitch this shit drug-free People changing up on me, can’t wait until it’s over Swear this ain’t enough for me, maintaining my composure Made my very own, like I’m co-signed by October and- I did this shit while off a bean, can’t wait until I’m sober (goddamn)

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

결국 돌고돌아 원 Too many thing Nope, 넌 절대 몰라 너무 많은 겁 더 많은 걸 원하면 저 문을 깨부셔 The light shine on my road But don’t let me go 나의 길을 막아서면 알게될걸 내 안에 있는 저력 발악해 봐도 K-hiphop will be gonna die 구세주에 등장 I’m a hero 누구에게는 Madvillain feel on 숨어 가면아래 순수함을 빌미로 album of the year 배불리 한잔하고 술잔을 beer 질려, 이제 그만하고 머리속을 비워내 뜨거운 바람이 불어와도 내겐 그냥 시원해 나를 밀어내려 발악하면 네게 되려 돌아가게 될걸, 예전과는 달라 없어 배려 다시 해보려고 책과 노트에 끄적거리며 내려본 나의 terrible rhyme 나를 가로막는 장애물과 배부른 말 이쯤에서 다시 새기는 나의 다짐 오직 가족뿐이야, 난

Nice beat duudeee🔥🔥🔥🔥

This just the warm up Gotta Get back to the stretching this life that I’ve been living Homie had been a blessing I Gotta confession If my name isn’t mentioned In the greatest to ever do it Il be disappointed So Before I retire Imma keep the fire stoked It’s time for me to face the music My shit be sick like muckus No time for me to be stopping You a hater uncle Rufus

Some people take shots at the thrown, but the "J's" show a little more respect. I'm tired of sitting on the bench all the time. I'm done playing with this rap shit. SoFlo raised, Gaines"ville" bred, and NY made...I present "Sixth Man of The Year" inspired by J. Cole's "Album of the Year." Let me know what you guys think! Much love @ @

So I can see that no one in the comments listens to J Cole 😂 I gotta give you props for remaking it tho. I can't do this so good on you

higher than average lot of cabbage thank god i never abide by the established laws to keep *****

Да я думаю что они стильные девчонки но в душе хочеть большое по реальному факту в сторис добовить не ради хайпа а для одного мажора у нас часто стало 10%красивые90%ов красоткии эти красотки фоткаютья как похоже Кардашьяна

Ahh I came back here cuz of seedengs diss track LOL

Or Oochie Wally by Nas

Kaan’s remix of oochie Wally was better in my opinion

Ight peep. Yeah, my mindstate like the grind in the wintertime- Tired, ravaged. A lot to manage thank God I severed ties that damage. Guide lines, trap heat pen glides classics. Conditioned by the hate migrate past them bastards. it's two shoe spit a flu true, hide- I'm rabid. Shout out Big Mes' Sorry mom, I'm savage. Decades from vows my wife just lines n ballads. Shut up, start shooting. Diagram chart movements. Afghan Shaft n I'm good laughing as I blaze one. Late to use stereos, mics. But raps tight compared to what niggas spitting on stations. No grace tracing. I speak the beat like translation. Deporting crews who jive into actual damnation. Problems, see they simulatin' my bars. The flow is out of this world, my shows are on stars. Blow like Assad, you scoffing at God. I Kill rappers, i love to- cut you, paint shit. Fill my tossers with squads.

I look once and yall turned to stone They sent shots passed all there homes Them kids hit with the strays you know To Fly fast in a jet you own Please check your tone A young boy acting like hes grown We chuck coins at a fountains hole To make wishes for a bastards hope I dont wanna waste time They probably watching from a place up high I couldn’t take the hate from all these sides Whiching i was richer than all these guys No money no problems when you’re wasting time Why So never take the heat Grab your own shield they goin try to sweep the feet May be we can find a way to pass the sleep I work harder long days when i crack the beads Goals set aside for a master week Couldnt even dream of passing me Im a cheatah in my home and we were born to eat

Proliferating so many Bars, My Bars damaged your skull, Broken Skull, Broken Arm, Broken Bar, A Lyrical God is Destine for the Crown, My syllables make you bow down to the Crown, I Really Really don't Care if u fuck with me, Especially the ice bragging basic rapper, Basically any anything an ice rapper sings, Basically it can fuck up your brain, Watching for Skills Watching for flow Watch your words Words can be a curse

Flatbush zombies ☠️

Ay guess who’s back and ready to attack the track! Don’t worry I ain’t wack no more. I’ve come back even better than before. I’m like James Harden man, it’s effortless for me to score. But anyways I know people have been wondering where I have been. Sorry I’ve just been busy with stuff in life, but don’t worry I promise you I’m alright. Speaking of alright, let’s talk about write. Seems like most rappers nowadays can become famous with a catchy beat and no talent. Heck and might just throw in some auto tune while they’re it. Shoutout to the OG’s who are still doing there thing, to be honest some of y’all are still peaking. I know I know why listen to a 15 year old rap, you might think that I am crap. And it’s ok if you think that, because I only care what god thinks, and that’s that. Ay I think I am starting to get a flow, before it was all over the place, it blowed. Ay but I’ve been working craft to get better, not just in rap, but life in general. Speaking of general ”For a great low rate you can get online, go to The General and save some time!” This rap isn’t sponsored but I just like that line.

Thank you for taking that weird part down

This song is called oochie wally, lol youngbul

Hi glen :3

Arms long/the extendos add extra length Purple Rain/ have ya ass singing like ya name was Prince Dont forget I'm I'm Rick James/ smoke you like some MARY JANE Give it to me Baby!! What the trigger says, then Aim

We some brick city kids coming at it There’s a dark room in my head problematic Division of people you do the mathematic These are some dark people behind closed doors systematic

Damn since when this instrumental coles?

Free use?

I don't know why you tellin people to credit you, because I'm pretty sure this aint your beat

He got 5 on it homie I got 6 on it I got six homies and they all got them sticks on em let it rip on em like a beyblade nigga gang gang nigga open up and taste this ak nigga gay boys in the rap game say treyway nigga don't touch extreme heat on display kay nigga?. All my niggas on the Eastside and we ride they scoop up the g ride and living the street life. Haven't been sleeping I'm grinding and shit 422 am while I'm writing this shit make one phone call and get you fighting and shit. Drip rainstorm with some lightning and shit this shits fire nigga I'm no liar nigga these niggas won't touch me I'm Barb wire nigga. Cut they shit I'm fuckin his bitch I'm pumping the clip when the gun go click I'm reloading it nigga watch that 40 spit nigga this a bullet rainstorm and it's pouring it. Now you can't get out cause it's a massive tsunami packin the shotty catching the bodies then go laughing about it. But after its never mentioned that's the ending not enough comprehension for ops to teach us all a lesson straight facts like I'm reading out the pedia you niggas only talk shit on your social media how I rap on to the water and the waters all heated up fast lane shit boy LVI speeded up tryna fuck then make her dip and tell that ho we won't be in touch I'ma greedy fuck if money calling we meeting up straight facts on this shit too much truth to your heart there's an attack on this shit goal succeeded got a sack on the blitz. Keep talking on my name and knock yo cap off your shit this ain't no rap talk and shit delete a nigga like software laptops and shit. My bars mentos this beat cola all I had to do was drop it in and take the cap off this shit. I'm going to hard need to relax on this shit. They always like I used to do this and used to do that in this bitch but the beat USED TO BE ALIVE so obviously shits happening bitch. Should be recognized fuck up a Cole beat for the second time 5:51 a nigga still energized. Dear God I'm praying for a friend of mine I think he got that demon flow flames out the end of line. Only time I'm at the end of line is when they counting backwards I'll say bye before you get popped I get the last word I won't let em get up in incorrect password

Can I use this beat for freestyle ?

You mind if I freestyle to this real quick on my channel?

What’s the song that this beat was used on?

I I been working so hard I think I need a baecation baecation suns out for the occasion at night she get it bussing like an agent riding stick shift no PlayStation all black on my side no race baiting I’m known for treating the beat Like the international spacestation Da flows in Mars the bars out this galaxy Like Luke I’m a skywalker Aiming at the death star I took off like presto tada I hear you knew shit sound like blah blah Roll me up a leaf and smoke these ass rappers I rap backwards for fun Nuff said I’m the one Over they head like the sun It’s imperative that I speak to these rappers One man can change the world but I’m in a deep sea of rappers Feeling like I’m the answer on the low A cheat sheet for rappers I grew around Bc to ac chapters Christ talk But all praise to allah That’s just my god talk I watch the blocks With cracks and babies crying Wondering where the world went From peace to stress in a whirlwind Drinking away the pain like some yahoo left hand in the pot like manu The one still feeling the pain Gripin and aiming feeling the power Of amen Lost in a project For the white men To keep gaining more slaves while you lose them amendments all in one sentence was it ego or vegance it’s just two questions compared to 21 or more during interrogation in the pen realization it’s segregation pick a side or dont fuck up your repation slug hit ya temple caretaker did ya make up but I gotta go gotta go more pies to bake up Money we be raking Give her enough for some Victoria secret Thats my little secret But I’m married to the grind Like a body builder It’s about the reps So I got time Difference between me and you I ain’t scared to fail Fall down and give me some time Imma be up and further Than I ever been before

My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus, I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes-but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD-album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious- Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga, Bas After that, Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville, but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

I rapped over this beat I hope you guys can take the time to check it out! Thank you!

These beat is to another song right?

0.75 speed sounds sickkk 😂😂

Born in chiraq but I ain’t no thug got what you need you can call me the plug I am the man I get plenty of hugs man I’m so cold I don’t even need no coat I’m only 24 like the G.O.A.T no animal these dudes are some Cannibals should of named them Hannibal they look like some animals want to play me one on one but they ain’t got no handles Though so you better get them candles bro cuz I’m a bring the heat like I’m playing for Miami bruh and I’m a ball no Lonzo steal your girl Alfonzo play me in Miami in the morning Alonzo Balling like I’m two three you ain’t fucking with me catch you on the block I’m a have your ass on lock Bandanna on my head like I’m mother fucking pac hit you with the Glock leave your ass in shock have you walking home with no shoes or no socks. #justafreestyle

lol cmon fool, terrible call for the upload title

LOVELIVESERVE ANYONE?

ORIGINAL LYRICS: Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

i wrote some lines to this beat, check it out! 🔥

[Verse] Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus, I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes-but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathia's You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD-album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious- Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga, Bas After that, Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville, but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

I'll drop a FREESTYLE

I’m about to praise quick My aim is to make His name famous Grace is What I gained when I met Christ Snoop dogg how I’m living my best life Used to live a stressed life Seeking death like It was my only way out But then God made a way out I ain’t here to play bout My Lord and Savior I was born in favor He was in born in manger And hung on a cross Now I used my tongue for the boss To praise His holy name You don’t know the pain That I had before I met Him And I’m betting that you question What I’m saying here But I ain’t playing dear This ain’t a game boy He destroyed all my chains boy That’s my King boys He brings joy And lots of gifts There’s a lot you’ve gotta get I gotta spit About Christ now To bring the light down To the ones in a dark place It makes my heart break To see people living lies I was living blind But now I live in stride With the will of my heavenly pops And let melodies drop

Ight It's my time to spit my time to shine Some of it may be complicated you might have to change your way of mind 13 year old out here and you know I'm just tryna spit We on the west side you better only be reppin the crips I'm just playing I know myself that I am not gang But try me, you'll get knocked out, Clubber Lang Listen, I know at my age, this shouldn't be my lane It's insane, but in this industry I'm not even a tiny grain Out here I would get my ass whooped like when Bruce Wayne got obliterated by that strong nigga Bane Yo, why you still here wasting your time You ain't gonna earn a nickel not even a dime I've got a lotta time to do this I'm thirteen Now go get yourself a life my nigga go please. And my parents still paying my school fees Lately math ain't been looking too good test grades D Gonna get my ass beaten with a 5ft long reed Yo man I'm trying Cole should hop on another track with Ryan (da 5'9') And y'all are mad if you think that these lyrics would be on a song But this is a freestyle so don't get it wrong These lyrics don't have too much meaning It depends on the direction that your mind may be leading But for 13 year old, this is pretty wild But for something supposed to be hot, this is pretty mild Real Talk

Yea I gotta spit it off the top here in N.Y.C You know how we do it, homie gotta get it the free Strictly off of the top, off the T.O.P Yea I said it, never regret it, I gotta bring it back now Half white, half black now Already said it, I'm doing this This is how we do it when you chewin this Goddamn, RattPack all day, this is how we do it yea From here to the Bay, uh, about to hit the plane to L.A Goddamn, yea I'm feeling hella good Under Pressure in stores right now, number one on iTunes Goddamn, motherfucker, "vrume vrume vrume" About to get the car of my dreams, this is how we do it, me and my team It's much more than a sixteen, but I'm kinda feeling it Yea, cause I'm a rap fiend Goddamn, I'm the man, I could give a damn This is the plan Let me spit it, let me get it, let me rip it like this Gotta flow cause you already know this is how we do it Hell yea, every, every show like that

This is NOT a J. Cole instrumental 🤣🤣🤣

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race baitin', treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came around AC, the DC adaptors Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC who's name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell

Yeah My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a new-new ridin' passenger Shout out Oak Cliff, I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks What up, Mark Cuban? I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing Plus I'm good at math like I'm Asian Hate to use stereotypes, but that's light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians No race-baitin'-treat the beat like Playstation Reporting to you live from the International Space Station I probably vacation on Mars The flow is out of this world and so is the bars Blow the facade right off of your squad Lil' rappers, I love you, but you ain't shit 'til you got offers in Prague Look that shit up A book, nigga, pick that shit up Expand your vocab I'm giving out toe tags for no cash All summer long plus three seasons after Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me It's absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers I'm the answer on the low, I'm a cheat sheet for rappers I came up 'round AC to DC adapters Plug talk, what I'm really sayin' is a shame but my niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas Whole town full of CC Sabathias You think niggas gettin' fat pitchin' crack? Not really This is not the eighties, don't be silly Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction How many black addicts that got caught up in the system With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction Man, listen Don't want to fuck up my vibe Let's end it on a positive note, come see me live KOD, album of the year, undebatably My cadence be the greatest we've seen since the late MC whose name was The Notorious Dreamville stacked like the Warriors Winning back to back Next up to bat is my nigga Bas After that Jiddy-J.I.D That's that New York City kid plus ATL Me, I'm from the 'Ville but I know them towns well Before I had a deal I was givin' niggas hell Now I'm givin' niggas deals and they givin' niggas hell