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This is the best instrumental remake I've ever heard and I was so shocked when I saw it didn't have 1 million views ! This is dope ! Really good job keep it up !
Let the beat ride - - 0:30 All she wanna do is fight Afternoon. Midnight. My baby left with my baby crying in the brake lights Purple Sprite all white Just to get my head right Fire on the table like a motherfuckn campsite Take my life I just might God I need some incite Im higher than ah satellite Outer body new height Different day different flight etc etc etc.....
Boi Whatchu wanna take your life for Hope burn brightly brighter than before Tommorow very well could be pleasantly surprising May you be granted what you need from the Almighty Brotha I got ya I'm right by ya Be strong and mighty So here's the insight for guidance Houston to the satellite flying by us Generosity results in wealth piling skywards Heed the wisdom in these words Results assured.
Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt? Would I live long enough to raise my son? Made something out of nothin' And nothin' what I'm from Can your boy do something productive for once? And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya If I tell you how I feel, can I fuck? I gotta see if the pussy good before I cuff I'm really in the field so I need someone to hug I'm out here like for real so I be needin' a little love All you gotta do is grind It's gon' take time Ain't no time to chill Ain't no time to vibe All my people wanted me to sit my ass down But I been on go since I got off my behind Everybody wanna shine Nobody wanna grind See my nigga workin' hard, that shit paid him off fine None of this shit just fall from the sky I'm puttin' in work, I done forgot that I was tired Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt? Would I live long enough to raise my son? Made something out of nothin' And nothin' what I'm from Can your boy do something productive for once? And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya Can a nigga eat in peace? You leechin' for a crumb Niggas ain't even showin' ya love where ya from Them people took my 40s, so I'm about to go buy a pump What if the trolls roll up on me right? Should I run? Can I take you out to lunch? I just wanna get you full then get all in your stomach I just made shawty tell a man that she done Lately she been tellin' me she love me, should I run? I'm gone, I'm done I shook and went describin' I'm not a bad kid, I just didn't have no guidance Fuck a home run, you boys be runnin' in houses Robbin', connivin', wylin' and burglarizin' Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt? Would I live long enough to raise my son? Made something out of nothin' And nothin' what I'm from Can your boy do something productive for once? And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya
Yo I grew up from the struggle Had till work a 9 to 5 Bill's ain't getting paid so I Had to make a dime Some people they b hating y tf dey hate on mines so get up off yo ass go get a bag
yall aint gonna beat this when im there lets chill i have an island on the hills lets be real do you wanna fuck or chill im on that 1800 chillll look a lot on my mind but you aint nun so girl show me sum the part where you break down im ready for slow motion show me everything and anything you want what you need whats the deal where the meal do i gotta go out and buy some food look i got thiz feeling that makes me go craxy but noylt the one for yoyt you in the past im out and im gald all you gotta do is chill just ride the car and feel all the places you ever wanted to be baby i make it a dream , but dreams dont come tue where im at right now is a crime pasting by shooting making up my time nah i aint crazy i just want you for life baby the cover of the book isnt that crazy believe me or not i got a lotta cash i have racks thats never been touched just i spend it on the ones i love the one i trust the one ill kill the one that's ride or die or maybe side street driver the thought of you make my throat go sour pour some drink in my cup yes forever ill do everything when i got nun that's the life i live just robbering stealing drinking ooo baby its not matter to the fact you a hoe as long as you bring the money home yeall chill and het this thrill ooooo
Can I ball? Can I chill? Can I stunt? Would I live long enough to raise my son? Made something out of nothin' And nothin' what I'm from Can your boy do something productive for once? And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya
If you don’t love me fr then just say it . Cuz I got niggas sitting in my DM’s tryna taste it. Ain’t no cocky shit but my time ain’t for no wasting. Tell me what it is and what it ain’t bruh don’t fake it. But On some real shit , my heart ain’t with that playing shit. I might just call my brothers tellem pull up and get too spraying shit. Yeah that’s how I’m feeling now you ain’t never Give a fuck when I was feeling down You only wanted me just to stray around Telling me lies for me to stick around I probably shouldn’t do this but Karma taking wayy too long to come around
R. I. P To My Nigga Cuz he was a shooter. He needed the cash Like I need the computer I lay wit da glock And I sleep wit a ruger You run up on me imma eat ya medulla. You know I grew up wit a need for the mula. The fire & ice put the heat in the cooler. Nigga The Jacob Is Jeter The Jewler. You know I grew up wit a need for the mula
Roses for bitches steel for snitches I guess you'll get will I relive it be more specific I'm magic city I got magic with me mysteriously I arose from concrete this just start of growth
can I love or can I hate can I wait or can I soar why so dark who wrap my heart babe I want new hug why choice is so complicate some people hit runnin no problem I smoke nothing change but worsen no bitches can changed that
