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Best Rap!! A$AP ROCKY is the best rapper bro!!

Peace God! You saved my life with this beat. Couldn’t find the one I originally performed to and this sounds just like it. Now I can perform tomorrow for Juneteenth 😊😅😊

12 in the morning Pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas no fail when I hit 'em Everytime I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule Either get diplomas or a tool I'mma cool with my youngins No bool when I'm sprayin' This K at you fuckas Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name Man I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' door Man I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' door People be starving And people be killing for food With that crack and that spoon But these rich mothafuckas they stay eatin' good Droppin' wage livin good Holdin steel Glocks but you been a bitch suck a thick cock Fuck a Crip walk hit the strip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip bout a lil broad See me on the TV screamin' "bitch you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When I pull up in that Maserati, better duck fore ya brain Splatter on the concrete, I'mma hit you with that 45 Bullet hit yo neck 'round the bow tie, lookin' like a thriller Film bitch I'mma go right back with the clip in I know You be shakin' don't test me or I might just click at yo noggin Man I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' door Man I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'mma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' door

Don't give a fuck, poppin' bottles in the club Tryna fuck Atlanta bitch but let her lick the pussy up Turn your bitch into a dyke, finna need her baptized Pool full of liquor, finna dive in her eyes Bitch I don't care, finna fuck a bitch with no protection I be ignant Pray to God I'ma die with my nine on my side Mothafuck cops, bustin' like a pork, better hide Put my dick in her mouth, call that shit a metapo Cigarettes to my lungs 'til I let the pistol go Look into my eyes, tell me what you wanna do 'Fore I kill you in the street with the rest of your crew I did this, you know this, the mark on my cheek Where the bullet grazed, and it almost took my life Forgot what day feels like, I only live at night Like a bat, not a rat, never die where you at, hoe

love this song though

Bukan baju display, engkau takleh try Takde lagu cliche buat lu high Banyak masalah, ada jalan keluar Simpan barang sulit dalam kocek seluar No stress, no stress, sama-sama kita fly Tolong cakap "Hi" bila jumpa Maria Benda dah lepas, kita boleh cakap "Bye" Macam baju distress pakai masih style (no stress) I was fly high but damn, too close Tak sengaja sebab takde purpose Kita nak letup macam kita nak burst Never stop lean clean sebab kita thirst teen Dah nak habis dah Pulas habis macam kat highway ku pepah May the Force be with us dah macam Yoda Kita macam star tapi takyah war Kalau tak style, tolong jangan panggil wa Meleweh, take away, bawa lari jauh From this pain in this rain (okay), baktang satu dapur Kasi satu lagi biar sampai aku halusinasi Jadi meditasi biar aku landai sampai pagi Kat fantasi, 420 Yeah, kita happy see marrywanna smoke the G Sampai pagi, we going high, brah But we still keep it lowkey, mata merah dah Now aku fly high dalam fantasi No switch, takleh flip Boleh ubah janji, ku boleh fix (boleh) Fiksyen ku ubah jadi realiti kena petik dengan api Bakar malam bila sunyi (sunyi) Tak sama, do you feel me? (Feel me?) Hidup tak indah cam dalam mimpi (dalam mimpi) Rahsia sulit tolong kunci Takde alasan, takde tapi Bukan baju display, engkau takleh try Takde lagu cliche buat lu high Banyak masalah, ada jalan keluar Simpan barang sulit dalam kocek seluar No stress, no stress, sama-sama kita fly Tolong cakap "Hi" bila jumpa Maria Benda dah lepas, kita boleh cakap "Bye" Macam baju distress pakai masih style (no stress, no stress) God damn, bro's, here we go again Boom with the gang, boppin' our thing Because force is the lane They know we rappin' the gang We cold, sippin' all the juice Yang kau buang back then (back then) We keep it blazing dari trapping while you jacking Get your seeds out meat up, motherfucker, bring the beat up I'm in the booth, now I know that you can't keep up Better gi cari trainer 'cause training-ku lengkap Tak belajar tinggi nak bertapa Aku takde mercy, sorry if aku blah je Rasa dah masa rolling masa nak kau bertanya Dulu takde apa? Sekarang ada berapa? Everywhere I go, I got people on me And I dress like I don't think this shit you make will fit right Shit, you never know (yeah, yeah, yeah) Key, you never know I will never pay to hits the shit that never baked (yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuck the po-, I don't care We live in the underground die or dare We livin' on this highlife, korang semua tengok gayat Kalau nak naik rooftop kena pandai susun ayat Overdosed with adrenaline But so fly no stress, hello, Marry Jane I'm burning clean even when I whip your team Tak pernah miss ketis bara we done burned this scene Bukan baju display, engkau takleh try Takde lagu cliche buat lu high Banyak masalah, ada jalan keluar Simpan barang sulit dalam kocek seluar No stress, no stress, sama-sama kita fly Tolong cakap "Hi" bila jumpa Maria Benda dah lepas, kita boleh cakap "Bye" Macam baju distress pakai masih style (no stress, no stress) Baby, play the music, I'ma dance Smoke it 'til we make it, it's a bless We don't talk we'll be shooting to the star Tak payah ikut, lu boleh blah I'ma roll the paper, lick it up, we smoke it bigger Burnin' all this hits, I'm the one that pull the trigger We'll be gettin' high, tak perlu tangga takyah liquor Kau baru nak sebok time, aku ada cerita Asap bukan pollution, so high cam rebelution Resolution aku 4K, that's why they called me "Tokey" Sedapur dua okay, yang ketiga kau meroket Nak suka-suka boleh, musim kering jangan lokek She be there when I meet the bottom most Don't knock if the door is closed Maybe there I'm taking dose and doses, Maria Or maybe you will talking roast and toast, not here Or maybe you will meet the host and boss, mari la Eh, mari, ah, tekan satu nak sedapur dua Life macam rentas masa tak repeat sebab ku lupa Back to the old days, show malam tiap minggu kita punya Semua manis sampai ending takde yang duka luka Mesti ku takkan lupa, malam tu kita punya Masih baru menapak, masih lagi cuba-cuba Jangan tunjuk kepala kalau otak kau ke mana FPB is the new wave macam HAARP turun disaster Bukan baju display, engkau takleh try Takde lagu cliche buat lu high Banyak masalah, ada jalan keluar Simpan barang sulit dalam kocek seluar No stress, no stress, sama-sama kita fly Tolong cakap "Hi" bila jumpa Maria Benda dah lepas, kita boleh cakap "Bye" Macam baju distress pakai masih style (no stress, no stress)

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Steep🏂🎿⛷️🏔️🗻🌨️

12 in the morning, pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'em Every time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule Either get diplomas or a tool, I'ma cool with my youngins No bool when I'm sprayin', this K at you fuckers Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah People be starving And people be killing for food with that crack and that spoon But these rich motherfuckers they stay eatin' good Droppin' wage, livin' good Holdin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, suck a thick cock Fuck a Crip walk, hit the strip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip 'bout a lil' broad See me on the TV screamin', "Bitch, you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When I pull up in that Maserati Better duck 'fore ya brain splatter on the concrete I'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie Lookin' like a thriller, film a bitch I'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin' Don't test me or I might just click at your noggin Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah

I’ve been wicked Violating your law Did the crime now gotta do the time or pay the ticket I need to quit gossiping You choose the sin But never consequence

thanks

2022

La Pub de McDonald's France 🤣🤣😂

Я встал на путь искренний вижу я Ислу де марта В моей душе искренний варвар Бездарность пропала я кинул гранату Взорвалась как будто Кино Икарус Твой выбор машин это Гелик Мой Аурус Букинг Машин, ум твой, мой мозг пентхаус Кинг Конг король и устрою я хаус Я стреляю в упор когда вижу красных боссов Возрадил стиль как Джоске Заказал Чиз Кейк Режу свои кисти Читаю для дискета Я же пиздец жёсткий Вы для меня гости Я записал войс за раз Их легко знать будто бэкпак Она хочет в траур Твой театр клоунских уродов вау Мои инциденты я за них не сел в ауте Я будто бы баунти делаю ассорти Я блять опасный тип Смогу определить кто есть кто Ссышь кипятком, могу определить кто есть норм, а кто гандон воу Кто гандон а кто бро Или того кто повесится скоро

I want one that's piano only

amazing, first the good song then the great beat, nice job!

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I’m tired of the pain I’ve been feeling I try to hide it but I’m start to reveal it hating this feeling it’s just hard to deal with it’s never appealing bullshit I’ve been receiving life is demeaning cause people deceived me I’ve been mistreated my own family don’t need me they said they love me I don’t see it all I see is me in the streets feel no peace just weeping you know what is like not wanting this life just wanting die feel like my nightmares coming to life when growing up I gotten no guide not even god he wasn’t in sight I was distraught I wanted to cry but felt like a punk so I kept it inside went got some drugs and just gotten high Quitting this life the only thing I be feeling inside it’s hard to be dealing with life I seem okay but I’m screaming inside Dealing this pain has been misleading in life working odd jobs getting this grind Feeling like Sutton That’s the only way to deal with it every day I feel like shit

Still different 2022

Instrumental is much better. Each to their own though 👍 nothing but the good vibes

Quand les flics débarquent Faut pas détalent Faut se battre Faut des balles faut des battes Trop de cadavres dans le parc Jamais fuir devant bac Ils goûteront tous à ma bague Je ne raconte pas des blagues Quand tu caillasse vise le casque Plus d’lycée moi j’fais des casses Des braquages *oussbay* Mon ami dans la vie tout s’paye 9mili et 12 taspé Et tes amis fais les tous taffer Un faux pat et sa s’ra ta fête Guette l’ascension depuis ta fenêtre On fait plus de sous semaine par semaine De petit cailloux moi j’ai parsemé Le chemin pour qu’on m’suive de prêt J’suis trop fort mon peu-ra t’effraie Et d’ma colère vous en ferez les frais J’parle trop bien et ça t’fais d’l’effet J’suis pas rappeurs juste un gars un ptit peux fou Ça m’regardent comme si j’avais volé leur feu-bou J’suis le roi j’veux voir tout l’monde à genoux

Can i use for CZcams videos?

Bukan baju display, engkau takleh try Takde lagu cliche buat lu high Banyak masalah, ada jalan keluar Simpan barang sulit dalam kocek seluar No stress, no stress, sama-sama kita fly Tolong cakap "Hi" bila jumpa Maria Benda dah lepas, kita boleh cakap "Bye" Macam baju distress pakai masih style (no stress) I was fly high but damn, too close Tak sengaja sebab takde purpose Kita nak letup macam kita nak burst Never stop lean clean sebab kita thirst teen Dah nak habis dah Pulas habis macam kat highway ku pepah May the Force be with us dah macam Yoda Kita macam star tapi takyah war Kalau tak style, tolong jangan panggil wa Meleweh, take away, bawa lari jauh From this pain in this rain (okay), baktang satu dapur Kasi satu lagi biar sampai aku halusinasi Jadi meditasi biar aku landai sampai pagi Kat fantasi, 420 Yeah, kita happy see marrywanna smoke the G Sampai pagi, we going high, brah But we still keep it lowkey, mata merah dah Now aku fly high dalam fantasi No switch, takleh flip Boleh ubah janji, ku boleh fix (boleh) Fiksyen ku ubah jadi realiti kena petik dengan api Bakar malam bila sunyi (sunyi) Tak sama, do you feel me? (Feel me?) Hidup tak indah cam dalam mimpi (dalam mimpi) Rahsia sulit tolong kunci Takde alasan, takde tapi Bukan baju display, engkau takleh try Takde lagu cliche buat lu high Banyak masalah, ada jalan keluar Simpan barang sulit dalam kocek seluar No stress, no stress, sama-sama kita fly Tolong cakap "Hi" bila jumpa Maria Benda dah lepas, kita boleh cakap "Bye" Macam baju distress pakai masih style (no stress, no stress) God damn, bro's, here we go again Boom with the gang, boppin' our thing Because force is the lane They know we rappin' the gang We cold, sippin' all the juice Yang kau buang back then (back then) We keep it blazing dari trapping while you jacking Get your seeds out meat up, motherfucker, bring the beat up I'm in the booth, now I know that you can't keep up Better gi cari trainer 'cause training-ku lengkap Tak belajar tinggi nak bertapa Aku takde mercy, sorry if aku blah je Rasa dah masa rolling masa nak kau bertanya Dulu takde apa? Sekarang ada berapa? Everywhere I go, I got people on me And I dress like I don't think this shit you make will fit right Shit, you never know (yeah, yeah, yeah) Key, you never know I will never pay to hits the shit that never baked (yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuck the po-, I don't care We live in the underground die or dare We livin' on this highlife, korang semua tengok gayat Kalau nak naik rooftop kena pandai susun ayat Overdosed with adrenaline But so fly no stress, hello, Marry Jane I'm burning clean even when I whip your team Tak pernah miss ketis bara we done burned this scene Bukan baju display, engkau takleh try Takde lagu cliche buat lu high Banyak masalah, ada jalan keluar Simpan barang sulit dalam kocek seluar No stress, no stress, sama-sama kita fly Tolong cakap "Hi" bila jumpa Maria Benda dah lepas, kita boleh cakap "Bye" Macam baju distress pakai masih style (no stress, no stress) Baby, play the music, I'ma dance Smoke it 'til we make it, it's a bless We don't talk we'll be shooting to the star Tak payah ikut, lu boleh blah I'ma roll the paper, lick it up, we smoke it bigger Burnin' all this hits, I'm the one that pull the trigger We'll be gettin' high, tak perlu tangga takyah liquor Kau baru nak sebok time, aku ada cerita Asap bukan pollution, so high cam rebelution Resolution aku 4K, that's why they called me "Tokey" Sedapur dua okay, yang ketiga kau meroket Nak suka-suka boleh, musim kering jangan lokek She be there when I meet the bottom most Don't knock if the door is closed Maybe there I'm taking dose and doses, Maria Or maybe you will talking roast and toast, not here Or maybe you will meet the host and boss, mari la Eh, mari, ah, tekan satu nak sedapur dua Life macam rentas masa tak repeat sebab ku lupa Back to the old days, show malam tiap minggu kita punya Semua manis sampai ending takde yang duka luka Mesti ku takkan lupa, malam tu kita punya Masih baru menapak, masih lagi cuba-cuba Jangan tunjuk kepala kalau otak kau ke mana FPB is the new wave macam HAARP turun disaster Bukan baju display, engkau takleh try Takde lagu cliche buat lu high Banyak masalah, ada jalan keluar Simpan barang sulit dalam kocek seluar No stress, no stress, sama-sama kita fly Tolong cakap "Hi" bila jumpa Maria Benda dah lepas, kita boleh cakap "Bye" Macam baju distress pakai masih style (no stress, no stress) Translate to English

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Yh the weather is cold I guess u better know life's hard but u will get it better tho Yb switch the flow yb get new clothes They say to me I'm better on my own I don't need friends that fake love boys in blue aggying yh the hate us They can't rate us always blame us We the ones always in trouble They don't know bout struggle Sippin on my drink let's get moving put on my song let's get groovin U can't be choosing this rap I ain't losing jump in the whip yh were cruising I said I need u would u stay the same

Эта музыка актуальна 2022.

Холодная погодка, погодка такова, бегут мурашки по коже? Нуу бывает иногда Я скоро буду в эфире , за мною вся семья И я буду стараться быть примерным, даа А Он ведет себя плохо ? ружьё готовь Ма Он убивает время, прошла его пора Тебе самой это нравится? Вопрос от меня ведёшь ся как ребенок, ты же взрослее маа

Can I use this song for a video good sir?

Please man, pretty please with a cherry on top, okay? The weather cold The weather so Chill, chilly really penguin feather roll Cause I'm sipping Pro' Yeah that 'meth is pro' Promethazine, yeah a stepping stone Oh they acting up? Get your weapon drawn They only killing time, another second gone I heard your man ain't home Now you melatone But you acting young And you hella drunk I need you I want you (And I swear to God, you gon' miss me when I'm gone) I need you (I'm a lovesick fuck) I need you I want you, come on fuck me, babe I need you I want you I need you I want you, come on fuck me, babe I need you I want you Okay she giving me love But it fuck my energy up Every time it finna be summer, only got the memories of us And now we industry lovers They making enemies of us I mean sometimes we in public they drain this energy from us Visit Italia, be my señorita La vida or I be there either way you need a reason I ain't talking bout MasterCards, debit cards either Credit charge, Kermit the frog, margaritas Yeah, I heard she got a main homie Yeah, you wanna lay the hands on me But you should see the way she dance on me Yeah, wishing I ain't had no pants on me I need you I'm a lovesick fuck I want you I'm lovesick fuck I need you I want you, come on fuck me, babe I need you I want you I need you I want you, come on fuck me, babe I need you I want you I need you I'm a lovesick fuck I need you I'm a lovesick fuck I need you I'm a lovesick fuck I need you I'm a lovesick fuck

12 in the morning, pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'em Every time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule Either get diplomas or a tool, I'ma cool with my youngins No bool when I'm sprayin', this K at you fuckers Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah People be starving And people be killing for food with that crack and that spoon But these rich motherfuckers they stay eatin' good Droppin' wage, livin' good Holdin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, suck a thick cock Fuck a Crip walk, hit the strip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip 'bout a lil' broad See me on the TV screamin', "Bitch, you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When I pull up in that Maserati Better duck 'fore ya brain splatter on the concrete I'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie Lookin' like a thriller, film a bitch I'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin' Don't test me or I might just click at your noggin Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah

12 in the morning, pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'em Every time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule Either get diplomas or a tool, I'ma cool with my youngins No bool when I'm sprayin', this K at you fuckers Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah People be starving And people be killing for food with that crack and that spoon But these rich motherfuckers they stay eatin' good Droppin' wage, livin' good Holdin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, suck a thick cock Fuck a Crip walk, hit the strip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip 'bout a lil' broad See me on the TV screamin', "Bitch, you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When I pull up in that Maserati Better duck 'fore ya brain splatter on the concrete I'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie Lookin' like a thriller, film a bitch I'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin' Don't test me or I might just click at your noggin Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah

This is the only version I knew. This is the only version anyone needs. This is the version I listened 24/7 for days... Fuck RAP

Why does it have the fade at the start

Something for the fans Yeah I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone I got an issue with people pretending they like what they don't Please don't bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with your own Please don't try to pretend like you keep it real, though Yeah it's funny that you got a lotta money But that money doesn't buy you skills, though I don't care if I am on the billboards On a killing spree I'm about to kill more Got a chain on You paid a mill' for I mean what you people even live for? I write raps, you steal yours, oh Lord (haha) We just getting warmed up Yeah, I said I was coming, I warned you So close to the fans I feel like they ride on my tour bus You wanna know what I do in my downtime? They come to my fortress I apologize for all the corpses It's a mess right now But I haven't had time to put the rappers in the coffins We ain't talked in like six years Why you writing me now? I just turned 100k down Just to keep the brand looking right, now (that's real) I ain't bragging about the money I'm just saying I ain't controlled by the bank account Or the bank amounts I'm a business man But don't touch my money I don't play around Lights out when the mics out About to hit the West Coast Hype crowds I just put a record out What you think I'm gonna pipe down? Nah, I've been looking for a beat Look what I found, woo I mean everything is coming out of my mouth Tried to tell me, yeah, I ain't had the right sound Oh, yeah, well Tell me what you think now Two records in the bag I ain't done, though What's coming next year? Let me hear the drum roll Don't flow Anybody wanna be the one to make an issue out of nothing? Imma hit you with my iPhone I know I'm a little out of hand now I ain't looking for a handout You didn't like what I was doing last year Which is funny 'cause you lookin' like a fan now Are you a fan now? I kinda miss being broke Now let me go back to my old days When I used to walk into high school And hand out my CD in hallways I told all my teachers that I'd be a rapper They smiled and looked at me, "Okay, that's a pretty nice dream, but you better get a real job." "Mmm, no way." Yeah I live what you dreamin' I could do this while I'm sleepin' I ain't the type that will bring up your name for nothing But please, don't give me a reason I'm on the edge now I ain't playin' with you Never really been a fan of takin' pictures I'm just being honest, yeah I'll take it with you Shows sellin' out Better get your tickets, oh Lord! I got a love for the fans I can't express what it feels like Sometimes I wonder if it's even real life Sometimes I look at the past and think about how I got here in the first place You know the glove is my birthplace I don't wanna be rude But I could get you on my worst days Say nothing for me Do it all the time Yeah they barely workin' while I'm workin' overtime Last year they like, "Who am I?" Now this year they like, "You the guy." Here's a little something for your car rides If they said I fell off They all lied Yeah, you know the logo Better recognize Yeah it's Real Music 'Till the day we die Yah!

Is he/she saying "I need you, I want you, *come on f'ck me* " ?

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Tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew tew

the piano makes it so swagger but classy

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Is this on spoitfy?

1:59 best part

12 in the morning, pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'em Every time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule Either get diplomas or a tool, I'ma cool with my youngins No bool when I'm sprayin', this K at you fuckers Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name man People be starving And people be killing for food with that crack and that spoon But these rich motherfuckers they stay eatin' good Droppin' wage, livin' good Holdin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, suck a thick cock Fuck a Crip walk, hit the strip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip 'bout a lil' broad See me on the TV screamin', "Bitch, you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When I pull up in that Maserati Better duck 'fore ya brain splatter on the concrete I'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie Lookin' like a thriller, film a bitch I'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin' Don't test me or I might just click at your noggin

12 in the morning, pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'em Every time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule Either get diplomas or a tool, I'ma cool with my youngins No bool when I'm sprayin', this K at you fuckers Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah People be starving And people be killing for food with that crack and that spoon But these rich motherfuckers they stay eatin' good Droppin' wage, livin' good Holdin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, suck a thick cock Fuck a Crip walk, hit the strip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip 'bout a lil' broad See me on the TV screamin', "Bitch, you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When I pull up in that Maserati Better duck 'fore ya brain splatter on the concrete I'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie Lookin' like a thriller, film a bitch I'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin' Don't test me or I might just click at your noggin Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah

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please ignore this comment. thanks. i got a text like a month ago i was talking to friends And one of them pulled me aside and said "We're not close but I swear that you know who I am I been through a lot I don't know how to express it to people Don't think that I can but I listen to most of your songs in peace That's real for me zeifork, you don't understand" It's crazy for me friends text me up, just to ttrash talk my songs on the daily This music is more than you think Don't book me for just entertainment, it's entertaining Hearing my friends, they telling me My music is violent, you gotta be kidding me I guess that your definition of violence and mine Is something that we look at differently How do you picture me, ah? Want me to change, you want me to laugh You want me to walk in my class with a smile on my face When I'm mad and put on a mask, for real though I mean, what you expect from me? I'm tryna do this respectfully They say that life is a race I knew my problems'll probably catch up eventually I do my best to be calm How you gon' text me and tell me if you saw me you'd laugh at me this just glimpse to the stuff that gets sent to me These are the parts of my life that'll never see, I am aware it's aggressive I am not here for acceptance I don't know what you expect here But what you expect when i walk out of the hateful section, huh?

12 in the morning, pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'em Every time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule Either get diplomas or a tool, I'ma cool with my youngins No bool when I'm sprayin', this K at you fuckers Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah People be starving And people be killing for food with that crack and that spoon But these rich motherfuckers they stay eatin' good Droppin' wage, livin' good Holdin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, suck a thick cock Fuck a Crip walk, hit the strip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip 'bout a lil' broad See me on the TV screamin', "Bitch, you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When I pull up in that Maserati Better duck 'fore ya brain splatter on the concrete I'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie Lookin' like a thriller, film a bitch I'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin' Don't test me or I might just click at your noggin Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah

12 in the morning, pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'em Every time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule Either get diplomas or a tool, I'ma cool with my youngins No bool when I'm sprayin', this K at you fuckers Fuck a gang affiliated with nothing but my name Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah People be starving And people be killing for food with that crack and that spoon But these rich motherfuckers they stay eatin' good Droppin' wage, livin' good Holdin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, suck a thick cock Fuck a Crip walk, hit the strip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip 'bout a lil' broad See me on the TV screamin', "Bitch, you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When I pull up in that Maserati Better duck 'fore ya brain splatter on the concrete I'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie Lookin' like a thriller, film a bitch I'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin' Don't test me or I might just click at your noggin Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' po' I'ma pull up with that stick and hit your motherfuckin' do', yeah