Aaaaaaah! I knew you would get your hands on this before me! Haha! Anyways love that human voice pluck😂 Hi-Hats on point bro, well made, the timing and the choice of them are the same. Organ on point too. Bass on point. Piano on point. Would have made the kicks more deep and a lil more reverbered. But anyways great production. Appreciate you bro!🔥🔥🔥
Stuntin' like a maniac In the strip club blowin' 80 racks (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) Stuntin' like a maniac In the streets, nigga where the ladies at? (I'm way too low-key for that) Stuntin' like a maniac Ask niggas bitch I got my paper stacked (I'm too low-key for that) Yeah stuntin' like a maniac, hold up (Somebody better let 'em know, I'm too low-key for that) Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) My foot is on the gas though Got my hat low, still an asshole Yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) Nigga I just do what I does, what's up What it do, what's up, what it do You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) I'll admit my last few years have been kinda rusty Have I been beating myself up, in my mind I must be I slowed down, watching my peers as they rise above me 'Cause rap's a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee These times are ugly I'm close to my midlife, the crisis haunts me Calm on the surface but inside I'm grumpy If I was comfy, I'd say "Fuck rap", because life is complete Surprise I'm hungry, rappers looking like fries and lunch meat Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you making mills huh (Huh) When you be flexing you looking so icy that I get the chills son (Huh) I seen you pull up in your whip and you Stopped but somehow the wheels spun (Damn) Who is the plug for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills from I heard you came from the real slums What the fuck you gon' do when your deal's done? Nigga the day that you fizzle out will come If you think it ain't comin' you're real dumb That ain't a bag you made off your talent That is a label allowance And we gon' see in the end if you really could Pay off the balance, bitch (I'm too low-key for that) Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) My foot is on the gas though Got my hat low, still an asshole Yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) Nigga I just do what I does, what's up What it do, what's up, what it do You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) I could care less about expensive gold chains I'm gettin' more plays from spittin' propane Bitch this is no game I don't fuck with hoes who hang with rappers and want fame Fuck the swaggy shit, now I'm livin' like it's the old days So pack your bags you had your chance this might be the Avalanche that wipes it up I'm back to rockin' baggy pants and wife beaters Bitch your time is up This my master plan and lightning struck Don't get caught in fires that my ashy hands is writing up Been had the fucking game on lock Been had my pesos copped Been plottin' deeply tryna take your spot I can't erase those thoughts My drive is something that these fakes don't got Their vision blurry tryna chase those thots You tryna do it independent but you ain't no Hop The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop Quit tryna move me Beast mode is where my mind is usually Y'all focused on Louis Vuitton and Gucci I told you (I'm too low-key for that) Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) My foot is on the gas though Got my hat low, still an asshole Yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) Nigga I just do what I does, what's up What it do, what's up, what it do You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) Nigga I'm too low-key for that I'm way too low-key for that Nigga I'm too low-key for that Nigga I'm too low-key for that
Stuntin' like a maniac, in the strip club blowin' 80 racks (Nigga I'm too lowkey for that) Stuntin' like a maniac, in the streets nigga where the ladies at (I'm way too lowkey for that) Stuntin' like a maniac, ask niggas, bitch I got my paper stacked (I'm too lowkey for that) Yeah, stuntin' like a maniac all day (Somebody better let 'em know) Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too lowkey for that) My foot is on the gas though Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah hoe (I'm not too lowkey for that) Nigga, I just do what it does What's up? What it do? What's up? What it do? You blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too lowkey for that) I'll admit my last few years have been kinda rusty Have I been beatin' myself up? In my mind I must be I slowed down, watchin' my peers as they rise above me 'Cause rap's a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee These times are ugly I'm close to my midlife, the crisis hunts me Calm on the surface but inside I'm grumpy If I was comfy, I'd say "fuck rap" because life is complete Surprise I'm hungry, rappers lookin' like fries and lunch meat Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you makin' mills huh (huh) When you be flexin' you lookin' so icy that I get the chills son (huh) I seen you pull up in your whip and you stopped But somehow the wheels spun (damn!) Who is the plug for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills from I heard you came from the real slums What the fuck you gon' do when your deal's done? Nigga the day that you fizzle out will come If you think it ain't comin' you're real dumb That ain't a bag you made off your talent That is a label allowance And we gon' see in the end if you really could pay off the balance Bitch Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too lowkey for that) My foot is on the gas though Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah hoe (I'm not too lowkey for that) Nigga I just do what it does What's up? What it do? What's up? What it do? You blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too lowkey for that) I could care less about expensive gold chains I'm gettin' mo' praise from spittin' propane Bitch this is no game I don't fuck with hoes who hang with rappers and want fame Fuck the swaggy shit now I'm livin' like it's the old days So pack your bags, you had your chance, this might be the Avalanche that wipes it up I'm back to rockin' baggy pants and wife beaters Bitch your time is up This my master plan and lightning struck Don't get caught in fires that my ashy hands is writin' up Been had the fuckin' game on lock Been had my pesos copped Been plottin' deeply tryna take your spot I can't erase those thoughts My drive is somethin' that these fakes don't got Their vision blurry tryna chase those thots You tryna do it independent but you ain't no Hop The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop Quit tryna move me Beast mode is where my mind is usually Y'all focused on Louis Vuitton and Gucci, I told you Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too lowkey for that) My foot is on the gas though Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah ho (I'm not too lowkey for that) Nigga I just do what it does What's up? What it do? What's up? What it do? You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too lowkey for that) Nigga I'm too lowkey for that (mm, yeah, yeah) I'm way too lowkey for that (ah, ah, ah) Nigga I'm too lowkey for that (mm, mm, mm) Nigga I'm too lowkey for that
People to busy talking shit about the way I feel or things do I felt so lucky have you but we went down a bad path and we can never come back we would never be the same you told me lies that shoulda been the truth that you would claim I don’t give a flying fuck I still got you in my aim rap was supposed to be fun I was here to entertain the minute that I stepped in you found a new man and wrecked it sending ridiculous text messages I swear ima never love again I’m to low key to blow tree in public I’m here to spill game so let me kick the bucket tell yuh ex if he want it meet up the only reason why you don’t is because you know he’ll get beat up pistol smacked with a heater I was physically abused but I’m not woman beater Latley I been abused feeling used I ain’t got nothing to lose only got something to prove you rappers are fools nah you rappers are food nah you rappers will get chewed and I’ll have to brush there Lima off of my teeth y’all a buffet to feast y’all ain’t fucking with me of the team that I represent your just mad at me bc Ima bit different now all the shit you said I couldn’t get or wouldn’t get that now that’s the shit you shouldn’t said all I ever hear is kc falling off did you hear is last song y’all had yuh hands on until I broke yuh ankles like a game of basketball my flows evolved I wouldn’t get your homies involved I’ll end up breaking there jaw I’m straight setting the bar I keep up with the pace he said he never took an L let me give em a taste of venom send off my goonies to go get em
Aaaaaaah! I knew you would get your hands on this before me! Haha! Anyways love that human voice pluck😂 Hi-Hats on point bro, well made, the timing and the choice of them are the same. Organ on point too. Bass on point. Piano on point. Would have made the kicks more deep and a lil more reverbered. But anyways great production. Appreciate you bro!🔥🔥🔥
This slaps harder than the original beat !! 🔥🔥🔥
Damn this shit is really good bro !!!
Thx man listened to the song tdy and now that you made the instrumental you made my day
I love how a beat that takes Hopsin months to perfect takes you hours
Marcus Black hop makes his from scratch it’s easier to copy harder to create.
I imagine he makes his beats in less than a few hours.
@@LanguarBeats "Hey Man, do you have the flp, to this, if so please put a link to it"
How you do this so fast? Lol good stuff as always
Wow. Much love for already having this out. Great job
loving it! thank you for the remake! 🔥
i love this so much thanks dude
This beat is so fucking hard
Boom
This hits so fuckin hard
Good shit bro!!
this shit is dope!!
Dis fire bro 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
HES BACK
Stuntin' like a maniac
In the strip club blowin' 80 racks (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
Stuntin' like a maniac
In the streets, nigga where the ladies at? (I'm way too low-key for that)
Stuntin' like a maniac
Ask niggas bitch I got my paper stacked (I'm too low-key for that)
Yeah stuntin' like a maniac, hold up
(Somebody better let 'em know, I'm too low-key for that)
Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
My foot is on the gas though
Got my hat low, still an asshole
Yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that)
Nigga I just do what I does, what's up
What it do, what's up, what it do
You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
I'll admit my last few years have been kinda rusty
Have I been beating myself up, in my mind I must be
I slowed down, watching my peers as they rise above me
'Cause rap's a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee
These times are ugly
I'm close to my midlife, the crisis haunts me
Calm on the surface but inside I'm grumpy
If I was comfy, I'd say "Fuck rap", because life is complete
Surprise I'm hungry, rappers looking like fries and lunch meat
Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you making mills huh (Huh)
When you be flexing you looking so icy that I get the chills son (Huh)
I seen you pull up in your whip and you
Stopped but somehow the wheels spun (Damn)
Who is the plug for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills from
I heard you came from the real slums
What the fuck you gon' do when your deal's done?
Nigga the day that you fizzle out will come
If you think it ain't comin' you're real dumb
That ain't a bag you made off your talent
That is a label allowance
And we gon' see in the end if you really could
Pay off the balance, bitch (I'm too low-key for that)
Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
My foot is on the gas though
Got my hat low, still an asshole
Yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that)
Nigga I just do what I does, what's up
What it do, what's up, what it do
You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
I could care less about expensive gold chains
I'm gettin' more plays from spittin' propane
Bitch this is no game
I don't fuck with hoes who hang with rappers and want fame
Fuck the swaggy shit, now I'm livin' like it's the old days
So pack your bags you had your chance this might be the
Avalanche that wipes it up
I'm back to rockin' baggy pants and wife beaters
Bitch your time is up
This my master plan and lightning struck
Don't get caught in fires that my ashy hands is writing up
Been had the fucking game on lock
Been had my pesos copped
Been plottin' deeply tryna take your spot
I can't erase those thoughts
My drive is something that these fakes don't got
Their vision blurry tryna chase those thots
You tryna do it independent but you ain't no Hop
The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop
Quit tryna move me
Beast mode is where my mind is usually
Y'all focused on Louis Vuitton and Gucci
I told you (I'm too low-key for that)
Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
My foot is on the gas though
Got my hat low, still an asshole
Yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that)
Nigga I just do what I does, what's up
What it do, what's up, what it do
You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
Nigga I'm too low-key for that
I'm way too low-key for that
Nigga I'm too low-key for that
Nigga I'm too low-key for that
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0:20
Stuntin' like a maniac, in the strip club blowin' 80 racks
(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that)
Stuntin' like a maniac, in the streets nigga where the ladies at
(I'm way too lowkey for that)
Stuntin' like a maniac, ask niggas, bitch I got my paper stacked
(I'm too lowkey for that)
Yeah, stuntin' like a maniac all day
(Somebody better let 'em know)
Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash flow
(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that)
My foot is on the gas though
Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah hoe
(I'm not too lowkey for that)
Nigga, I just do what it does
What's up? What it do? What's up? What it do?
You blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all know
(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that)
I'll admit my last few years have been kinda rusty
Have I been beatin' myself up? In my mind I must be
I slowed down, watchin' my peers as they rise above me
'Cause rap's a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee
These times are ugly
I'm close to my midlife, the crisis hunts me
Calm on the surface but inside I'm grumpy
If I was comfy, I'd say "fuck rap" because life is complete
Surprise I'm hungry, rappers lookin' like fries and lunch meat
Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you makin' mills huh (huh)
When you be flexin' you lookin' so icy that I get the chills son (huh)
I seen you pull up in your whip and you stopped
But somehow the wheels spun (damn!)
Who is the plug for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills from
I heard you came from the real slums
What the fuck you gon' do when your deal's done?
Nigga the day that you fizzle out will come
If you think it ain't comin' you're real dumb
That ain't a bag you made off your talent
That is a label allowance
And we gon' see in the end if you really could pay off the balance
Bitch
Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash flow
(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that)
My foot is on the gas though
Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah hoe
(I'm not too lowkey for that)
Nigga I just do what it does
What's up? What it do? What's up? What it do?
You blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all know
(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that)
I could care less about expensive gold chains
I'm gettin' mo' praise from spittin' propane
Bitch this is no game
I don't fuck with hoes who hang with rappers and want fame
Fuck the swaggy shit now I'm livin' like it's the old days
So pack your bags, you had your chance, this might be the
Avalanche that wipes it up
I'm back to rockin' baggy pants and wife beaters
Bitch your time is up
This my master plan and lightning struck
Don't get caught in fires that my ashy hands is writin' up
Been had the fuckin' game on lock
Been had my pesos copped
Been plottin' deeply tryna take your spot
I can't erase those thoughts
My drive is somethin' that these fakes don't got
Their vision blurry tryna chase those thots
You tryna do it independent but you ain't no Hop
The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop
Quit tryna move me
Beast mode is where my mind is usually
Y'all focused on Louis Vuitton and Gucci, I told you
Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash flow
(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that)
My foot is on the gas though
Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah ho
(I'm not too lowkey for that)
Nigga I just do what it does
What's up? What it do? What's up? What it do?
You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all know
(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that)
Nigga I'm too lowkey for that (mm, yeah, yeah)
I'm way too lowkey for that (ah, ah, ah)
Nigga I'm too lowkey for that (mm, mm, mm)
Nigga I'm too lowkey for that
Ima use THIS BEAT FO MY SONG
Still BUMPIN 2019
dope
Yo yall waste NO time
How? Lol
It's like you make the beats for him ha
Son as song come out couple hours ban your instrumental is out lol badass tho!
good shit!!!! do u take requests?
Can i use it?
yea as long as its for non profit
🤟🤟🤟🤟💝
Where do you make these,I wanna know badly
Fl Studio!
@@LanguarBeats how did you do the person making that sound??
@@expiredicecream457 It's in the voice presets from the vst Omnosphere
whats the exact preset called?@@LanguarBeats
People to busy talking shit about the way I feel or things do I felt so lucky have you but we went down a bad path and we can never come back we would never be the same you told me lies that shoulda been the truth that you would claim I don’t give a flying fuck I still got you in my aim rap was supposed to be fun I was here to entertain the minute that I stepped in you found a new man and wrecked it sending ridiculous text messages I swear ima never love again I’m to low key to blow tree in public I’m here to spill game so let me kick the bucket tell yuh ex if he want it meet up the only reason why you don’t is because you know he’ll get beat up pistol smacked with a heater I was physically abused but I’m not woman beater
Latley I been abused feeling used I ain’t got nothing to lose only got something to prove you rappers are fools nah you rappers are food nah you rappers will get chewed and I’ll have to brush there Lima off of my teeth y’all a buffet to feast y’all ain’t fucking with me of the team that I represent your just mad at me bc Ima bit different now all the shit you said I couldn’t get or wouldn’t get that now that’s the shit you shouldn’t said all I ever hear is kc falling off did you hear is last song y’all had yuh hands on until I broke yuh ankles like a game of basketball my flows evolved I wouldn’t get your homies involved I’ll end up breaking there jaw I’m straight setting the bar I keep up with the pace he said he never took an L let me give em a taste of venom send off my goonies to go get em
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Nvm
1st 😂