Tunde x RM Type Beat "TIPTRONIC" | UK Rap Type Beat 

Purchase Link: bsta.rs/31e1cfddb Tempo: 105 Bpm Key: Dm

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I got a trap flow I ain’t afraid to spit it Anytime I rap tho they always seem to listen As a kid I never had a pot to piss in So now I’m on my grind and I won’t stop until I’m winning Designer clothes Watches that glisten I can get it from the trap but I don’t wanna go to prison I don’t wanna be stuck in the can Id rather be w bro Flying into Milan Soon land music soon land I got a call off bro contribute to contraband I said u got to understand we got the upper hand Folding all this cash into all these rubber bands I got my hands in all pies I got some other plans Paper plan it’s what excite a man I’d rather have a grand Than have a bae that I’m spending grands on I don’t whip yay but when it comes to bud I’m hands on Where’s the plan Where’s the plan gone The plans come a far way Reason why my stacks long Don’t be asking for the reason man’s stack long Yeah Uno we went from stardog to Mac-1 Mac-1 I’m gna clap one I don’t give a fuck I’ll do it w no mask on c

Coldddd

R u maddddddd

Yo, I'm cruising through the city in my M140i, Bassline thumping, got my boys by my side, Speedometer climbing, no care for the signs, Adrenaline pumping, yeah, I'm living on the line. Red lights flashing, but I ain't slowing down, Pedal to the metal, tearing through this town, Corners tight, tires screech, hearts pound, But this thrill I'm chasing, it ain't profound. (Chorus) Dangerous driving, living fast, dying young, Life in the fast lane, with the reckless ones, One wrong move and it's all said and done, But the rush keeps calling, I'm addicted to the run. (Verse 2) Switching to the M3, feel the power surge, Engine roaring loud, I'm on the verge, Police sirens wailing, but I just press harder, Speeding past the limits like they don't even matter. Mirror glance, flashing blue, in the rearview, But I'm weaving through the traffic like I'm bulletproof, Mum's at home, praying that I'll make it back, But I'm lost in the chase, can't keep my life on track. (Chorus) Dangerous driving, living fast, dying young, Life in the fast lane, with the reckless ones, One wrong move and it's all said and done, But the rush keeps calling, I'm addicted to the run. (Bridge) Speed kills, but I can't seem to learn, Every red light's a challenge, every corner's a turn, Life's a blur when you're moving this fast, But the high won't last, how long can this path? (Verse 3) Gravel under wheels, lost control, fate's seal, Flipped over twice, now I know how it feels, To dance with death, play a game I can't win, Now I'm staring at the sky, wondering where I've been. Emergency lights, paramedics in a rush, My vision's fading out, feeling life's harsh crush, Is this the end for a thrill-seeking fool? Guess I paid the price for breaking all the rules. (Chorus) Dangerous driving, living fast, dying young, Life in the fast lane, with the reckless ones, One wrong move and it's all said and done, But the rush keeps calling, I'm addicted to the run. (Outro) So, if you're out there, listening to this tale, Know that speed and thrill can lead you to fail, Take a moment, think twice before you race, 'Cause the high ain't worth the crash you might face.

Anytime I spit on beats they always seem to listen Most these kids out here ain’t got a pot to piss in my whip decked out this skyroof glistening uno we went from bang snaps to dirty traps Yc been in the field been counting up racks I Went n lost my head Now I’m dodging the pad Paranoid he’s got 4 ringers stashed in his bag No eariwigging That’s to much to unpack 1’s for his girl just to chat on the line 1’s so hot I’m stressed and it’s not even mine The other 2 be pulling numbers ain’t no sign a decline I’ll be real bro I’m just here for the vibes I been chilling I been logged off longer than time Damn that’s a long time Oh well fuck it I’m back bout to hit rhymes I been tapping her ass prints all over the glass Been getting steamy in this 4 door parked near the grass what happened to that guy he a grass? he’s 6ft beneath buried in some old mud For talking like a hitter cos he sold bud I just spoke to my bro and he’s saying he got locked up Fucking joke now I’m sending £‘s to get him stocked up