its crazy how dope this beat is. I just fine tune my speakers so many years later I hear this beat, totally different. that's one dope producer in my book
@@crumpy02 u cant make money from this beat anyway, the sample damn near 90 percent of the song thats why he aint give u credit, its not really yo beat
Honestly one of the best beats next to that OG Ron C . Late night caddie on highway HEAVY wit the stallion passenger seat in the FAST lane.! Ha haaaaaa
You must love Jehovah your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. You must love your neighbor as yourself. Jesus the Anointed is Lord! Repent and be baptized and believe the Evangelism.
I carried a 9 I added extended clip 30 and it made my jeans straight im legally blind my head be unsturdy so I ain’t know nothing that he said spending 250 for zips and I smoking a stiff til my eyes bleed red I’m grinding even on sundays Im Jesus Christ the way that I praise bread you getting all drunk and you smoking the bunk hollowtip enter your lungs and slump smoking exotic packs and wax in the trunk came with a shotgun pump he wore forty four I added one more he running like forest grump up in the morning cereal milk in a blunt coughing up my lungs my temper short my ego tall all that means is that I ball you fuck with me then you gon fall too turnt up need adderall I’m living life so I’m missing calls he brought a knife I bought some balls there’s smoke on sight leave you leaning yall flip the sprite then watch it fall sipping on some sizzurp got my fingers squeezing triggers faking all the pissers chasing money painting pictures we is not the same I’m with drug dealer killers we be on the same page racing for 9 figures only thing keeping my mind at ease is smoking the gas anxiety paranoia panic attacks so I carried the strap
Bitch here we go again I’m jobless, stoned to the bone I aint got no need friends just my closest associates i don’t fuck with you i don’t affiliate i ran this shit alone from the gate but i don’t hesitate i keep home grow run the block better the council i don’t need no hoes when i’m in the zone i just count ounces while still she’s bouncing and slobbering i’m dabbling taking acid thinking this shit is all to hard to balance cos with foot out the door i never went back memento mori always chasing gotta find the new path find new a new bitch, keep smoking all that devils cabbage Cos when shit hits the fan I don’t hesitate To take a motherfuckin life or two if comes it I’ll slice a motherfuckin bitch in two You won’t make it to the mortician You’ll be soon sleeping with the fishes I don’t remember shit cos of all the fuckin seshes I keep it real triple six bitch i’m at the devils service M16 always loaded, i’ll ya’ll dead and hurtin This ain’t no game or circus Got casket business boomin But i just keep producing way too many funerals Locked and loaded in the chevy now off and fucking zoomin Girls on on each arm Strapped to the palm Too many people in my way So i gotta depart slip into the darkest of parts Son of satan with no heart I’ll fuck you up in the street i’ll do you some serious harm So i finna smoke a blunt So bitch don’t bother me I linked up with home girl and she be swallowing Your in my zone so get the fuck up outta here Every time i hit the booth these rapper be hiding in fear
