Close my eyes to a beat and have images run threw my thoughts like track stars of me being a track star make bangers that everybody bump switch up my routine and keep honest with every word sleep on him he will shall yall one day I gonna run threw my life trying each day to pave myself a way to success and big pay many fans with big respect in my artwork wordplay gotta be one of a kind my vocals gotta make me respect mine I'm my biggest critic if I'm trash then I. Trash but giving up is not a option
[Intro] Taylor gang over everything Drugstore Cowboy [Chorus] Where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) Yeah, where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) [Verse 1] Yeah, got a call from a renegade bitch Yeah, she said she wanna come I told her come on, bring me my money, I'm in my own zone A lot of squares on my nerves, I tell 'em die slow Ride slow, zip-lock full of fly smoke White Gold lookin' crazy when the lights low I might blow forty grand in this nightclub And make a few haters sick, step your life up Or get knifed up, hoes getting wifed up Dope fiends holdin' white cups Shit trippy, ain't it? How the game switched The weed game's fucked up, back to 'caine flips And my main bitch brought me dirty G's, she had a great night Fuck 'em all, let 'em hate life Yeah, I stay right Yeah, I been had money The type of bread that make your friends act funny Come On [Chorus] Where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) Yeah, where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) [Verse 2] Yeah, I'm just washin' dirty money like dishes Grown men sub-tweeting like bitches, come on I'm on my own shit, forty with the long clip Snakes in the grass, need to get the lawn clipped All in my bis', worry bout yo own shit Foreign bitch, new foreign whip Kat sick without pourin' sip Gimme more bricks Double down, gimme more chips I'm in a morgue sick lookin' at his body, damn Why’d he have to go so young? They tried to rob him Friends keep goin', it happens often My hoe bitches keep me spoiled rotten I'm sittin' in a Ghost at six in the mornin' Just left the club with Wiz all the Champagne pourin' got my head hurtin' Yeah, I look like a dead person My money right, you been hurtin' Come On [Chorus] Where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) Yeah, where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) [Outro] Yeah Come on (Get some money with me) Come on (Get some money with me) Come on (Get some money with me)
No promise to make it out big and blow up like I dream of it only thing on hault is myself only thing I stall is myself For me I want it all so maybe I can one day be called a goat in the major league Never mind what haters think all my suffering gotta mean something just got 2 be hungry kill tracks like bucks with big racks in da country during hunting season different flow to believe in Shifting
Doors open welcome in,we tryin to set up for the win haters talking but ain't saying shit as the breeze ruffles in ,nothing but my thoughts and the wind .Paper chasing I mean paper saving all money in no money out like I'm drippin bleed blue rest in peace y'all already knew
I was sitting on my bike in the city at the gas station Met with some homies Now we gas brake dipping Switching lanes through the mountains That shit will get your heart racing I live a fast life Though I don't always lack patience It's 1 down 5 up Bike lane my rd My life my choice But this aint the way I want to go out Didn't party everyday And I'd hardly ever go out Living life to a limit Man that shit got old quick You cant cage me With this old tantics 2 wheels 1 grips the road The other flys like Kate Winslet in Titanic.... snippet
Where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get bitches Come on (Get some money with me) Yeah, where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outa bitches Come on (Get some money with me) Got a call from a renegade bitch Yea she said she wanna come home I told her come on Bring me my money I'm in my own zone A lot of squares on my nerves, I tell them die slow Ride slow, ziplock full of fly smoke White Gold looking crazy when the lights low I might blow 40 grand in this nightclub And make a few haters sick, step your life up Or get knifed up, Hoes getting wifed up Dope fiends holding white cups Shit trippy, ain't it? How the game switched The Weed game's fucked up, back to Caneflips And my main bitch brought me thirty G's, she had a great night Fuck em all let em hate life Yea I stay right Yea I been had money The type of bread that make your friends act funny Come on I'm just washing dirty money like dishes Grown men sub-tweeting like bitches Come On I'm on my own shit .40 with the long clip Snakes in the grass Need to get the lawn clipped All in my bizz Worry bout yo own shit Foreign bitch new Foreign whip Kat sick without pourin sip Gimme more bricks Double down gimme more chips I'm in a morgue Sick Looking at his body dead Why’d he have to go so young They tried to rob him Friends keep goin Happens often My ho bitches keep me sport ridin I'm sittin in a Ghost at six in the morning Just left the Club with Wiz all the Champagne pouring got my head hurtin Yea I look like a dead person My money’s right You been hurtin Come On
Wanna trade for dope I need cash I'm cold living broke is getting old tweaked youth talking shit I'm geeked I been on all night and still don't know what's a peak black sheet from two to three creeping with a clip sike three free braelyn real ones punch bitches not too many stay focused on riches ill do whatever I can to get it quickest fuck an ego nobody is the biggest every month new faces on the hit list I wish this plan fucking works prince rosschild and Hollywood stepping on the earth footwork for the drugs hearse for a body I can't get in trouble for some music cause the feds would have got me gangsters know I'm real 1 percents wanna stop me I'm throwing west side till somebody drop me dead really with the shits dodging shots
walking with all chucks and staring at tower wtf its like i gotta choke eagle just to feed my people new day new era is really pure terror smiles faces sometimes dont till the truth..
See i come from a place where they flip birds/we do anything to make it even rhyming words/dr suess no child play/fliping bricks moving packs nigga all day/ got the 40 if you wanna test/i merked the rest/no contest /i smoke the best talking bout the cess thats in my lungs/got me coughing but i smoke till its done/no smoking cypher your bitch been pipedher/ see I'm kinda like ya/sep i got money!/ ya niggas a bunch of jokes but its not funny/ see I'm shining light just call me sonny.
That nigga 2John he tried to put me 2on I fucked up/ young and stupid then Now I'm trying to Duffell up / quit using shit it's stupid when you moving bricks/ I got my head straight I'm just trying to move weight / Slangin Pure Cake bake it like a soufflé / ima get my money straight I will get on deck again how many of y'all could say that your connect was your true friend/ but I'm back again ready to do it right because I'm smarter now and all I know is trappin white/ but I'm a make it right come correct and take my time because I want the new Benz n dog ima make it mine / no more bullshit 40 with the full clip taxin niggas full price no more more blues and cold syyp !! LETZ GIT THISS MONEY$$$$$ LIKE WE USED TOO EXCEPT BETTER
🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊 Berner got me through many nights.
Ligma
Nice rythm, no drugs, sluts, lambos...
Who on Uk scene used this beat,????????
Always come back to this one, the instrumental is so fire 🔥🔥
rooolllin´
Berner gives me the ecstacy chills ,,, ❤️
Close my eyes to a beat and have images run threw my thoughts like track stars of me being a track star make bangers that everybody bump switch up my routine and keep honest with every word sleep on him he will shall yall one day I gonna run threw my life trying each day to pave myself a way to success and big pay many fans with big respect in my artwork wordplay gotta be one of a kind my vocals gotta make me respect mine I'm my biggest critic if I'm trash then I. Trash but giving up is not a option
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finally
Money on my mind Constantly on my grind taking no one shine But best believe I get Mines
G UNIT LATINO....
seven +years old and still banging are you still active this beat is very serious
[Intro] Taylor gang over everything Drugstore Cowboy [Chorus] Where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) Yeah, where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) [Verse 1] Yeah, got a call from a renegade bitch Yeah, she said she wanna come I told her come on, bring me my money, I'm in my own zone A lot of squares on my nerves, I tell 'em die slow Ride slow, zip-lock full of fly smoke White Gold lookin' crazy when the lights low I might blow forty grand in this nightclub And make a few haters sick, step your life up Or get knifed up, hoes getting wifed up Dope fiends holdin' white cups Shit trippy, ain't it? How the game switched The weed game's fucked up, back to 'caine flips And my main bitch brought me dirty G's, she had a great night Fuck 'em all, let 'em hate life Yeah, I stay right Yeah, I been had money The type of bread that make your friends act funny Come On [Chorus] Where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) Yeah, where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) [Verse 2] Yeah, I'm just washin' dirty money like dishes Grown men sub-tweeting like bitches, come on I'm on my own shit, forty with the long clip Snakes in the grass, need to get the lawn clipped All in my bis', worry bout yo own shit Foreign bitch, new foreign whip Kat sick without pourin' sip Gimme more bricks Double down, gimme more chips I'm in a morgue sick lookin' at his body, damn Why’d he have to go so young? They tried to rob him Friends keep goin', it happens often My hoe bitches keep me spoiled rotten I'm sittin' in a Ghost at six in the mornin' Just left the club with Wiz all the Champagne pourin' got my head hurtin' Yeah, I look like a dead person My money right, you been hurtin' Come On [Chorus] Where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) Yeah, where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outta bitches, come on (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) (Get some money with me) [Outro] Yeah Come on (Get some money with me) Come on (Get some money with me) Come on (Get some money with me)
No promise to make it out big and blow up like I dream of it only thing on hault is myself only thing I stall is myself For me I want it all so maybe I can one day be called a goat in the major league Never mind what haters think all my suffering gotta mean something just got 2 be hungry kill tracks like bucks with big racks in da country during hunting season different flow to believe in Shifting
Doors open welcome in,we tryin to set up for the win haters talking but ain't saying shit as the breeze ruffles in ,nothing but my thoughts and the wind .Paper chasing I mean paper saving all money in no money out like I'm drippin bleed blue rest in peace y'all already knew
Kaz belmondo?
pls name of the sample
Future "Rocket League" song.
BEDOGIE ZNOWU WSZEDŁ GRUBE SIANO NA CHLEB DLA MNIE TO STYL ŻYCIA TY MÓW SOBIE O TYM ŻE SWAG
Another day I m&s is just another day I miss you I know right from the pain going insane cuz I miss you
I was sitting on my bike in the city at the gas station Met with some homies Now we gas brake dipping Switching lanes through the mountains That shit will get your heart racing I live a fast life Though I don't always lack patience It's 1 down 5 up Bike lane my rd My life my choice But this aint the way I want to go out Didn't party everyday And I'd hardly ever go out Living life to a limit Man that shit got old quick You cant cage me With this old tantics 2 wheels 1 grips the road The other flys like Kate Winslet in Titanic.... snippet
fuck em all let em hate life
Where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get bitches Come on (Get some money with me) Yeah, where I'm from we just live a little different Flip European whips and get money outa bitches Come on (Get some money with me) Got a call from a renegade bitch Yea she said she wanna come home I told her come on Bring me my money I'm in my own zone A lot of squares on my nerves, I tell them die slow Ride slow, ziplock full of fly smoke White Gold looking crazy when the lights low I might blow 40 grand in this nightclub And make a few haters sick, step your life up Or get knifed up, Hoes getting wifed up Dope fiends holding white cups Shit trippy, ain't it? How the game switched The Weed game's fucked up, back to Caneflips And my main bitch brought me thirty G's, she had a great night Fuck em all let em hate life Yea I stay right Yea I been had money The type of bread that make your friends act funny Come on I'm just washing dirty money like dishes Grown men sub-tweeting like bitches Come On I'm on my own shit .40 with the long clip Snakes in the grass Need to get the lawn clipped All in my bizz Worry bout yo own shit Foreign bitch new Foreign whip Kat sick without pourin sip Gimme more bricks Double down gimme more chips I'm in a morgue Sick Looking at his body dead Why’d he have to go so young They tried to rob him Friends keep goin Happens often My ho bitches keep me sport ridin I'm sittin in a Ghost at six in the morning Just left the Club with Wiz all the Champagne pouring got my head hurtin Yea I look like a dead person My money’s right You been hurtin Come On
Robinson Ranch Casino highway 20... ROMPER ROOM fans for LIFE... 1LOVE
Wanna trade for dope I need cash I'm cold living broke is getting old tweaked youth talking shit I'm geeked I been on all night and still don't know what's a peak black sheet from two to three creeping with a clip sike three free braelyn real ones punch bitches not too many stay focused on riches ill do whatever I can to get it quickest fuck an ego nobody is the biggest every month new faces on the hit list I wish this plan fucking works prince rosschild and Hollywood stepping on the earth footwork for the drugs hearse for a body I can't get in trouble for some music cause the feds would have got me gangsters know I'm real 1 percents wanna stop me I'm throwing west side till somebody drop me dead really with the shits dodging shots
"Holy Shit We Done Broke Bread Im Walkin In 2k18 Not lookin Back What Up!!
Anybody know the sample?
awesome !
Check my remix soundcloud.com/therealyk/yk-ft-cash-come-on-fo
walking with all chucks and staring at tower wtf its like i gotta choke eagle just to feed my people new day new era is really pure terror smiles faces sometimes dont till the truth..
See i come from a place where they flip birds/we do anything to make it even rhyming words/dr suess no child play/fliping bricks moving packs nigga all day/ got the 40 if you wanna test/i merked the rest/no contest /i smoke the best talking bout the cess thats in my lungs/got me coughing but i smoke till its done/no smoking cypher your bitch been pipedher/ see I'm kinda like ya/sep i got money!/ ya niggas a bunch of jokes but its not funny/ see I'm shining light just call me sonny.
this beat is epic
That nigga 2John he tried to put me 2on I fucked up/ young and stupid then Now I'm trying to Duffell up / quit using shit it's stupid when you moving bricks/ I got my head straight I'm just trying to move weight / Slangin Pure Cake bake it like a soufflé / ima get my money straight I will get on deck again how many of y'all could say that your connect was your true friend/ but I'm back again ready to do it right because I'm smarter now and all I know is trappin white/ but I'm a make it right come correct and take my time because I want the new Benz n dog ima make it mine / no more bullshit 40 with the full clip taxin niggas full price no more more blues and cold syyp !! LETZ GIT THISS MONEY$$$$$ LIKE WE USED TOO EXCEPT BETTER
Alex Knight shhhhhhhhhhhhh
fuck i absolutely love this beat. i didn't even notice you did a remake...great job
Welcome my man.. Thats why i made it lool