I want more and more and then some, I wanna go on tours, relax on foreign shores, But I'm short the support of a pension, slow cash flow, got my credit maxed out, so I'm venting/ Yeah, yeah, yeah, I want more till it's pouring out my pores and I'm drenched in... The, sweat from the work for the dough, hustle for the hope that it might grow with a bank account grown and ascending/ Want, more and more flows in my arsenal... like it's C4 or a drone, if I hone my heart like an artist did, might blow a dome, or start a damn fire like an arsonist/ Half, hearted my part in this... wanna grow more heart like the Grinch Who Stole Christ-mas, though don't be a narcissist, the coals of the fire of the soul grow cold if yo go and start that ish/ Wanna be more Alpha not a Beta, trying to be the Alpha I'm debating was the start of this, take me back to the days of, chasing my Omega on Omegle, I couldn't even part her lips/ Sometimes I start to miss, a Miss from the past, live more and more and then something hits, This Too Shall Pass, but it's a stark abyss, between a 2 and 10, light in the darkness/ Ouu, man, I grab for the 10, don't with a 2, no not again, Sex drives a man, grasping it's hands, onto the wheel, on 2 and 10/ What can I do handle demand, when most of these girls too engaged to they phone... Might buy a van as a home-live my life of my own-till I find the wife that I want/
Shoutout to Nina, I feel her, inside my bones, my soul feel realer, The main type of sole that I used of know is the ones on my toes, Adidas or the FILAs/ Wanna make a lady moan, when, I play Simone, wanna raise feats higher than a high heeled heel does, I be sober but I feel buzzed, drunk kinda stuck being drugged by my fake and real loves/ Gotta slow down cause... the, thoughts I done thunk, they stunk like a skunk does, Kinda weighing heavy like my trunk stuffed, And the man in blue sussed, and he coming for a drug bust/ Just be-cool, brother, just-the-wool that was pulled, over, Put that fake love in your rear, view, only let 5-0 put that fear, in you/ Revival of my fear of youth, walk with death and with a peer or two, I know I do appear confused, but I look forward to a clearer view/ But it's hazy like a beer I consume, with a glass half full, I near a career, in brews, That's the, way I kinda want it, my past had marijuana, I'm passed that kind of habit, I don't see herb's use/ Pass more and more and then some, no offense if pass up, cause I am just messed up, When I, burn that dense bud... can't contain what's pent up, brainwaves like a penta/ Gram so I'm turning down the grams no Insta, instead, focus on the man, I wish that, in an instant, I could be in Instan, bul, but I know that- it's damned, dude, It don't work that smooth, if you want that life, take risk and move, I want that life, so I work them nights, so I can entice, a right amount of hype, and my plans to view/ Lands bey-ond my own, grab a van and go, be on the road where you beyond control, I'm a free an-i-mal, free our minds, break free from the mold, see the world as a whole/ The world's a classroom, take a seat on the floor, a little bit is what we're only ever we're ever gonna get, we just pass through like it's renting in a tenement, but I own my life, intend to make a run of it/ More than a sentiment.... to be more, well, hell, that's where I'm kinda bent, The bend in the path is where I wanna get, if I'm with my best friend then I'm knowing that we got it set/ Me and Mike make a crew that's crude, but, we set a goal and we set it straight forward, Trying to make some moves, bust, a move more fluid than a liquor state store/ Pain to, get way more, feeling came with a force like a wave or a torrent, like it's raining or it's pourin, important brainstormin'... saving up our fortunes for escaping off our porches, don't need a dang portion I want MORE/
bring it home/ im alone and im grown/ and ive failed and ive lost/ take it slow/ adhd on the run i know poverty breeds envy but i always had love/ thats enough/ as soon as the money came in i was more than stuck/ fuck look at all this stuff/
Steven Pineda you're wrong, from a producer perspective im trying to give advice, you shouldnt have to wait to bob your head. patience has nothing to do with it
Pixel that's because you're not an old school producer. Bet you're that new trapper producer kind guy, homie. This is OG style man. This shit strong and it ain't even a "banger". The wait was worth it that's all I'm saying.
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This is sick at 1.25 speed!
Holy shit
Yo thanks for reccommending to do that I wrote a nasty verse and bodied the whole beat on 1.2 speed
Mitchell Bailey ayy good shit my man
Check my comment I posted the verse
hell yeah
I'm about to tear this shit to pieces
and so I and I...
This is beautiful, Good job! I digg this ^-^
This is fucking phenomenal
Damn! This is some good shit! Writing rhymes and rapping to this for my own ears.
wow wow wow so ooooo good
Combinacion perfecta!
Feeling gooood
my new favorite producer
The trebles in the intro are so sublte but blow me away
AMAZING
this sounds pretty good.
This is dopeeee
Dj screw would do wonders on this
Ooooh Jerrod baby 😍
I wish someone would hop on this beat and fuck it up 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Big 💥 💥 💥
Dopee
I could picture the Wu-Tang going ham on this. How about Rakim?
Good shit
This is cool, i just needed the beat to drop a little sooner...
I need this
nice
I don't know about u,
But I Kno about me, one thing for certin ya boy gonna eat, rain hail sleet or snow keep the dope comin by the load,
only thing i wish for is more beat less sample but still a masterpiece
my god
your channel has been hidden from me for too long, keep it up.
This was written to 1.2x speed and it flows nasty
More and More:
I want more and more and then some, I wanna go on tours, relax on foreign shores,
But I'm short the support of a pension, slow cash flow, got my credit maxed out, so I'm venting/
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I want more till it's pouring out my pores and I'm drenched in...
The, sweat from the work for the dough, hustle for the hope
that it might grow with a bank account grown and ascending/
Want, more and more flows in my arsenal... like it's C4 or a drone,
if I hone my heart like an artist did, might blow a dome, or start a damn fire like an arsonist/
Half, hearted my part in this... wanna grow more heart like the Grinch Who Stole Christ-mas,
though don't be a narcissist, the coals of the fire of the soul grow cold if yo go and start that ish/
Wanna be more Alpha not a Beta, trying to be the Alpha I'm debating was the start of this,
take me back to the days of, chasing my Omega on Omegle, I couldn't even part her lips/
Sometimes I start to miss, a Miss from the past, live more and more and then something hits,
This Too Shall Pass, but it's a stark abyss, between a 2 and 10, light in the darkness/
Ouu, man, I grab for the 10, don't with a 2, no not again,
Sex drives a man, grasping it's hands, onto the wheel, on 2 and 10/
What can I do handle demand, when most of these girls too engaged to they phone...
Might buy a van as a home-live my life of my own-till I find the wife that I want/
Shoutout to Nina, I feel her, inside my bones, my soul feel realer,
The main type of sole that I used of know is the ones on my toes, Adidas or the FILAs/
Wanna make a lady moan, when, I play Simone,
wanna raise feats higher than a high heeled heel does,
I be sober but I feel buzzed, drunk kinda stuck being drugged by my fake and real loves/
Gotta slow down cause... the, thoughts I done thunk, they stunk like a skunk does,
Kinda weighing heavy like my trunk stuffed,
And the man in blue sussed, and he coming for a drug bust/
Just be-cool, brother, just-the-wool that was pulled, over,
Put that fake love in your rear, view, only let 5-0 put that fear, in you/
Revival of my fear of youth, walk with death and with a peer or two,
I know I do appear confused, but I look forward to a clearer view/
But it's hazy like a beer I consume, with a glass half full, I near a career, in brews,
That's the, way I kinda want it, my past had marijuana,
I'm passed that kind of habit, I don't see herb's use/
Pass more and more and then some, no offense if pass up, cause I am just messed up,
When I, burn that dense bud... can't contain what's pent up, brainwaves like a penta/
Gram so I'm turning down the grams no Insta, instead, focus on the man,
I wish that, in an instant, I could be in Instan, bul, but I know that- it's damned, dude,
It don't work that smooth, if you want that life, take risk and move, I want that life,
so I work them nights, so I can entice, a right amount of hype, and my plans to view/
Lands bey-ond my own, grab a van and go, be on the road where you beyond control,
I'm a free an-i-mal, free our minds, break free from the mold, see the world as a whole/
The world's a classroom, take a seat on the floor, a little bit is what we're only ever we're ever gonna get, we just pass through like it's renting in a tenement, but I own my life, intend to make a run of it/
More than a sentiment.... to be more, well, hell, that's where I'm kinda bent,
The bend in the path is where I wanna get,
if I'm with my best friend then I'm knowing that we got it set/
Me and Mike make a crew that's crude, but, we set a goal and we set it straight forward,
Trying to make some moves, bust, a move more fluid than a liquor state store/
Pain to, get way more, feeling came with a force like a wave or a torrent,
like it's raining or it's pourin, important brainstormin'... saving up our fortunes for
escaping off our porches, don't need a dang portion I want MORE/
bring it home/
im alone and im grown/
and ive failed and ive lost/
take it slow/
adhd on the run i know poverty breeds envy but i always had love/
thats enough/
as soon as the money came in i was more than stuck/
fuck look at all this stuff/
Hola que tal me gustaría usar tu bace para con una letra que escribí sobre ella
How did you make this beat?
free for non profit??
bro email me this is dope
Can i please use this
That snare threw it all off smh
Wrong snare for sure. I felt em tho.
I made a bangerrrr to this
dont drop the beat one minute in, its wack
Pixel I hope your joking
Mike B dead serious, literally was waiting all day for them high hats
Patience is key, i was smoking a J and had all the time for appreciation... yah blessings
Steven Pineda you're wrong, from a producer perspective im trying to give advice, you shouldnt have to wait to bob your head. patience has nothing to do with it
Pixel that's because you're not an old school producer. Bet you're that new trapper producer kind guy, homie. This is OG style man. This shit strong and it ain't even a "banger". The wait was worth it that's all I'm saying.