62 and love this song, this was out when my 37 an 34 kids were teenagers. And this is Houston music and my 14 an 15 grandsons jam this song all the time. And we are still Sittin Fat Down South. 😆
WANNA BE A BALLER LYRICS [Hook: Big T] Wanna be a baller, shot caller Twenty-inch blades on the Impala Call her, gettin' laid tonight Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike I hit the highway, making money the fly way But there's got to be a better way! A better way, better way, yeah [Verse 1: Yungstar] I'm a -- baller, I'm a twenty-inch crawler Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller I-10 hauler, not a leader not a follower Break these boys off I'mma twenty inch crawler Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight I'm throwed I'm bouncin off the road I’m in a mode n fo dem throw dem Take it to 'em -- hop out my big body form Chain with the charm can't forget Moet along I'm hot, find me lookin good,diamonds against my wood Man it's understood -- got money in my hood I'm pushing big body can't stop me For the nine-eight got to sell a million copy I'mma crawl slow puffin on theOptimo hit the sto' I'mma go real slow -- puffin indoout the do' I'mma lit the stash green, man I'm lookin clean Want remote control screens and nice byzantines [Hook: Big T] Wanna be a baller, shot caller Twenty-inch blades on the Impala Call her, gettin' laid tonight Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike I hit the highway, making money the fly way But there's got to be a better way! A better way, better way, yeah [Verse 2: Fat Pat] Big ballin, smashin, makin my ends Smokin big killa gettin high in the Benz Big ballin, smashin, makin my ends Smokin big killa gettin high in the Benz In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose Yo' eyes, get froze, as you see my low Candy-red, two-do', let my top down slow Hittin, my remote, sittin, in my shit Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit It don't quit, as I get high From K.C. to H-Town, connectin SouthSide Now we worldwide, watch me highside Fat Pat blowin killa, can't be denied 187 thugs, oh yeah we got love Blowin sticky green we flow through and above [Hook: Big T] Wanna be a baller, shot caller Twenty-inch blades on the Impala Call her, gettin' laid tonight Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike I hit the highway, making money the fly way But there's got to be a better way! A better way, better way, yeah [Verse 3: Lil' Will] Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin Benz on blocks Mo' scrilla I got, signin with Shortstop And that's for real, so tell me how you feel To make a million dollars out my first record deal Shortstop -- puttin up your motherfuckin ear Really really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin on no beer Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride Trunk hittin' fo' life baby it's SouthSide We on a fuckin mission Expedition Navigator That's how we be ridin, alligator suitcasin Puttin it in your face, and that's for real Shinin harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will Down with the 2 Low, Yungstar be a thug So nigga nigga what? I'm down with Mo'Thugs Mo'Thugs an' da Bone, you know it's goin down Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound [Hook: Big T] Wanna be a baller, shot caller Twenty-inch blades on the Impala Call her, gettin' laid tonight Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike I hit the highway, making money the fly way But there's got to be a better way! A better way, better way, yeah [Verse 4: Yungstar] I gots to get better man, it gots to move on Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon Used to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches Had to get older -- man it got colder I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder Links in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan Double doors marble floors naked hoes around me Everytime I'm comin out, niggas they wanna sign me Got the Lil' Will diamond grills?? Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget DenDen Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin on a movie Drop the top on Scott, and you know I'm in a jacuzzi Bourbon and I'm swervin, man it's gettin hot My last name Lemon, drive my tight'um off the lot, David Taylor [Hook: Big T] Wanna be a baller, shot caller Twenty-inch blades on the Impala Call her, gettin' laid tonight Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike I hit the highway, making money the fly way But there's got to be a better way! A better way, better way, yeah [Verse 5: Hawk] I hit the highway Everything's my way, I parlay Everyday all day, ain't no way Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood Chop chop chop, headed straight to the top I only play to win -- bout to close up shop Showstoppin dead end, pimp the pen once again Peep the message I send Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend Big body Benz -- as I floss through the south Big blue lens -- now whatcha talkin about? Close yo' mouth -- as I settle all scores Scream and shout -- my similes and metaphors Mansion doors -- I constantly close All you hoes -- go and take off your clothes Lord knows -- ain't no time to play Commence to fuckin and-a suckin on the H.A.W.K [Hook: Big T] Wanna be a baller, shot caller Twenty-inch blades on the Impala Call her, gettin' laid tonight Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike I hit the highway, making money the fly way But there's got to be a better way! A better way, better way, yeah
theres gotta be a better way,much greater way in life.sittin here as im tryin to make my swagger and stayin on my shine,people call me names so i always have haters crossin the line, but i just step back and thank god for whats mine,im sippin up this juice and im feeling pretty fly,people mistake me for a jerk but im a real true type of guy,and im succeeding in the present the future and the past in my life, nothing can stop me now ive traveled a thousand miles,so i just sit back and smile.
I'm going to share advice that I found that made me ten times better at rapping. Learn to count bars, learn about rhythmic/flow structure, rhyme patterns, literary devices, study songs, and practice flow by listening to a song instrumental and rap the lyrics from the song.
everyday is a struggle so dont fear, look into the future look at them better years dont listen to them haters tryna bring you tears please keep in mind that your better than the rest they fearin that youll put em down to rest hands to they chest bitch youve been blessed to stand out from the fucking rest yes i kno this cause ive been focused lookin for my purpose in this world that im living in.... ahh i messed up
[Verse 1] I'm not a baller, or a shot caller, I'm only trying to be a good father to my daughter. But the state Is trying pin a case on me, Send me to prison For 24 months homie. Don't wanna go back, But I know it's coming. It's gonna suck for me, to miss out my kids growing. If I go back imma handle that, Take it on the chin. An carry it on my back. I don't need nobody, Trust & Beleave that baby. I'm my own man, Yeah 1 man Army. I'll be fine just be good for mommy, When I get out I'm coming for you an bubby. Daddy is sorry for going away Amy, Ashley this goes for you too hunny. Frogs sorry for leaving his family, When I get out... I'm coming with money. [Verse 2] Why did daddy have to leave? Well you see Amy, This is what Daddy did. Daddy was young an dumb, An playing with fire. I don't know why, Daddy loved them lighters. Mommy told me 2 do right, An go inside. But I ended up, Right back outside. Mammal an pawpaw told me to keep my cool, The shit ain't cool, Man you know what to do. But you know your daddy, Daddy never listened. Daddy couldn't pay the fine, So daddy gotta go 2 prison. Don't think daddy don't love you, Daddy loves you more than his own crew. Daddy will always be here for you, You be good for mommy an even school. Daddy's sorry kiddo for leaving you, Just think I'll see you all in two.
Black diamond , black diamond , black diamond Yea we on this beat fucking shit up, In the studio late night with my lean in my cup Saw my ex today and she tried to say wassup And I straight up told that bitch shut the fuck up Writing these songs to try to make a motherfucking livin' Me nd my nigga Rawbin ain't giving up, we so fvkn driven Its just been us two and all other day 1s were missing One day we will be in the strip and be 100 dolla tippin This verse goes hard like titanium steel One day IMA be crusin in a 68 deville Nigga I ain't trying be a fckn mail man for fed ex I wanna be a shot caller with 4 diamond plated rollex We just 2 niggas trying to make the paper stackin When niggas talking shit, ain't gone be no trigga finger lackin
Hair golden, but his soul dark, Holdin in air hopin that I don't miss the mark, hit the target unaware what the motive in my heart is, I'm an artist in despair, paintin light inside my darkness.. harness, Pain, when it rains, in a way it's a great thing, don't appreciate the sun till you see the rain leave,
Nigga had me tripping- all from the start Now we apart~ 2 broken hearts niggas think I’m trippin, this matrix all I see, I just wanna leave, U be talking shit, nigga please leave me be, Theses lies are all I see- don’t believe me? The look in ur eyes, never seen that, the tone in ur voice, the way u joke around, that was never me, so come back too me- on god never gon lie, I’ll try too treat u right, not gonna lie, nigga me trippin, feelin sum thing that I neva felt before, but that was all a lure, Shoulda held u longa, if I knew u gonna leave
ain't got a job applied in more than one place & still ain't get called man this ain't what I thought growing up I'd thought I'd be in different circumstances but unfortunately this the way my life dances tired of being hopeless but I ain't hopeless when it comes to this I already know what to do it only takes a decision between yes & no think about it to much you gon stay stuck your mind gotta be made up some call me a phoney a freeloader or a roach but when I was dead broke ain't no one showed all they did was judge & criticize same ones that talked down on me be the ones to be blowing up my phone make so much money selling snacks that people think i be get people high
Better ways for a better day, Feeling separated, medicated, That's a better way to say I'm elevated, Hella faded in an elevator meant for devils, danget! Dedication to a death awaiting me with less Patience by the day, Death waiting for this dead weight to get his head straight, Straight edge, nah! I'm on the edge straight out of head case
Tell me what you see/ I see you and me/ and usually I feel free/ but all of a sudden I have chains on me/ wrapped around my wrists and around my feet/ trying to get a sneak peek/ my future looks bleak/ I got voice but can't speak/ so all I do is creep/ and hope to get a seat/ in position of power/ at this very hour/ I sprouted up quick like a sunflower/
hoes calling up my phone taking all my salary/ I gotta get rid of them I gotta call the calvary/ we coming up to you with no hesitation/ united we stand like if we a nation/ I'm worldwide known all cuz I started at the Southside/ moves closer to the top while y'all had access denied/ this my come up and this is my time to shine/ that's why I spit a verse harder everytime I rhyme/ I developed the flow while y'all developed the nonsense/ I'm cautious of people I'm around but I aint scared of my options/ my Rap conscious got me feeling so nauseous/ I'm focused of succeeded I'm focused on my progress/ pull up in a Benz but one day y'all gonna pull up dead/ check the autopsy inside yo belly we gon find the meds/ I'm an outlaw who's being chased by the hip hop arrest/ listen to the hook man I got a few things to address
Call me the black crawler mean as roiler Girls stuck to tha Mr Peter piper raw and hyper See the sniper shots don't miss dismiss Critics who try to diss get hit with fist Of my rhymes reppin' htine check the wine Cranberry over gold I'm in the articles Swollen ya corticals thats the way it goes Hate Oreos white to black see the stacks We got racks biggers than a casino stack So you know we be money macks crack The scene like a split of green since a teen I fiend to be a king everybody sings To the flows al green set to go i blow Hotter than grits as i stick the rich Fuck a hater none can debate a....
ahhh yeahhhh, lets take a trip, just sit back and dont trip and baby dont flip on this dope leveled 7 and 8 track. stacked on crack and stuck on doubled lost slacks. dope fiends, gangsta ways and thats ill, straight to many things that i gotta seal. so just look and stay till when i get paid, make a way out before its to late.
Wanna Be a. Good Boy. Dope boy. With devious deeds. With the ladies. Block Hades. Cuz my heart is right. Treating a girl likes she's gold tonight. I hit the hiiiiiiiiiiighway. Make money the fllyyyyyyyyy way. But there gotta be a better way! oh yea!
ay dis yo boy Tbeezy.We gittin high tonite Got my swisher rolled up wit the purp laced wit ice,yeah cuzz you kno how we do it,we gonna stay fly tonite yeeeah yeah.slidein up in tha impala 24fo inch rims and yo kno we b ballin.yeah check this shit out,you wanna play i got tha K keep runnin yo mouth and ill hitcha right in yo face no playin now just keep runnin around. its all bout bustin licks n sellin dope where we ride,before i hitcha wit that sota flo i'm reppin tha 941 till we die. yeah. yeah
Im kee-pen it real No need to mention my extension Money big - thick like my protection/ *All i ever wanted was a hot rod Now I want ah crib and I got god No u can't stop me that's why u got robbed/ To many player haters still looking for a top job You'll get it guaranteed if im off ya
got the blunt rolled up, dropped all my dough though whatever, high as fuck solo dolo livin it slow mo with the funky flow on the microphone got 2 hoes might stay, might go home but then again the night is long so i'ma kick it with my homies puffin a fat blunt while two bitches blow me i know that was shit just messin around lool
Look, i told my momma we gone make it out the ghetto, But I'm fucking up I'm on a whole nother' level, Sometimes i don't know what to do with myself, Got me drinking out the bottle i be fucking up my health, God ignored me, now I'm talkin to the devil, I be feeling hurt, i'm taking shots like it's jello, I be saying bye before i die, this ain't a hello, They don't really get me till' I'm gone like a shadow, I'm posted up, sippin by myself on a Wednesday, No jenna Ortega but it's feeling like a good day, I been here before so if i die I'm gonna replay, The devil willing to give me what i crave for, i need it I been manifesting everyday and every night, Don't wanna take my life, cause i know that shit ain't right, Poppin' X pills just to life another life, Got me fucking up, this shit is scary, i don't wanna die,
Im tryna be ballin but i fill like yall dont understand gettin rich is my plan cuz im sick of strugglin man need to find a better way gettin money the legal way tryna sell C.D.'s like Dopeboys sell cocain da police need to leave us alone we aint doin nuttin wrong we just chillin smokin herb in the studio recording songs tryna get our paper long it all started wit a dream and as for the rest well its up to me can be anythang i wanna be but hatas hate and they dont wanna se me succeed
Yk I keep my rhymes tight Chillin in the limelight Blunt hittin at the right time Aye I dont give a fuck about what he has to say Bitches stay playin games Stay doin the same thing And I just keep it rolled up Heart kicking yk I had to hold up Keep the tec in the holster Car clipped me on the shoulder Late nights We was supposed to glow Held up the rose But in the end ik u had to go Had to drive by the 4 8 Man I miss that place She said she was about it I highly fuckin doubt it I dont like to be around it Love come around and it feel like I found it U sittin there astounded Lookin at me, while I'm fuckin drownin But I got the whole crowd talkin Heart glow Money coming in, and now I'm fuckin ballin
baby ima balla 10 pound haula 28 skis on the impalla when yo girl sees me u know she halla cuz u know its gona get wet to night nigga im set tonight so i hit the high way feelin real fly today so blaze up another j another j yeah
Steady when I’m mobbing rolling through the porjects early when I clock in late when I clock out. Cops try to stop me others try to stalk life is on private can’t talk to ya homie. Long nights like stalk out. Days off not option. 24/7 got to work wasting why you lost. Out.
Aw gyaaa, let's take a sip Just sit back and light a lift to this and don't trip On a funky-ass track jump back hook with a gat and a sack and ak on the rack Come seen, gangsta be mean, I got green But I serve times like it ain't no thing I hang with OG willows donknow me n if u do to got grip you get a slug in your fuckin back I don't slack when it come to street I kick real g shit to the gangsta heat It's so sweet, when you got funny shut to lend in a BMX the cool-ass tilt and a fly-as to stand I make ends, spend my dough on no ho That's how it is, nad that's how it goes Act like ya know when I creep real slow Balls aint shit so you know what's real g
ima balla fuck wht u heard/posted on da block yea my 4s ripped da curb/posted like a lightpole errday im getting it/glock on mi hip so u kno I aint trippen/neva katch me slippen grindin on mission/p.i.m.p certified n im pimpin/feel free to hate why u hopin n u wishin/boyz outta line bullets flyin n dey ripen/dead on arrival shit got suicidal/ar 15 dats my muthafuckin rifle/gotta thnk god readin scriptures out da bible/
1st.verse. 🎙🎶Yo, I’m call her ☎️wish 👁was a baller ⛹🏻 Had 25 Lighter’s poked at Charlotte’s web Tha spider 🕷 Alejandro set California on fire 🔥 DJ. Screw drinking that glider🥴 purple mixed with that sprite makes y🤢u get higher
Under neath the ground standing up tall Lika wall Jamming paul wall What yall wanna bet on a game cleaning up the thing on a sunday evening Coke out the fridge Guess what i think bout that hoe on a stick corndog eating got a craving Come and feed me
This hook is one of the coldest hooks ever made facts
Pl
Ryan Evenson
That why Big Tee album called "Million Dollar Hooks"
What a throwback for a 42 year old. This beat and song are embedded in my brain. Solid 100%
62 and love this song, this was out when my 37 an 34 kids were teenagers. And this is Houston music and my 14 an 15 grandsons jam this song all the time. And we are still Sittin Fat Down South. 😆
the 102 people who disliked this wasnt making money the fly way.
172 now smh🤷♂️
196 💁🏽
202 apparently more people aren't making money the fly way
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this shit is classic ima rap on this beat again
Do it
please!
Caught myself Rollin down I.95 at 126 mph bumping this shit.
I don't always rap.
but when I do its on youtube comments.
SHUT THE FUCK UP
Sooo true xD
+ggm888 lol
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WANNA BE A BALLER LYRICS
[Hook: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 1: Yungstar]
I'm a -- baller, I'm a twenty-inch crawler
Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller
I-10 hauler, not a leader not a follower
Break these boys off I'mma twenty inch crawler
Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight I'm throwed
I'm bouncin off the road I’m in a mode n fo dem throw dem
Take it to 'em -- hop out my big body form
Chain with the charm can't forget Moet along
I'm hot, find me lookin good,diamonds against my wood
Man it's understood -- got money in my hood
I'm pushing big body can't stop me
For the nine-eight got to sell a million copy
I'mma crawl slow puffin on theOptimo hit the sto'
I'mma go real slow -- puffin indoout the do'
I'mma lit the stash green, man I'm lookin clean
Want remote control screens and nice byzantines
[Hook: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 2: Fat Pat]
Big ballin, smashin, makin my ends
Smokin big killa gettin high in the Benz
Big ballin, smashin, makin my ends
Smokin big killa gettin high in the Benz
In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues
Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose
Yo' eyes, get froze, as you see my low
Candy-red, two-do', let my top down slow
Hittin, my remote, sittin, in my shit
Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit
It don't quit, as I get high
From K.C. to H-Town, connectin SouthSide
Now we worldwide, watch me highside
Fat Pat blowin killa, can't be denied
187 thugs, oh yeah we got love
Blowin sticky green we flow through and above
[Hook: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 3: Lil' Will]
Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin Benz on blocks
Mo' scrilla I got, signin with Shortstop
And that's for real, so tell me how you feel
To make a million dollars out my first record deal
Shortstop -- puttin up your motherfuckin ear
Really really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin on no beer
Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride
Trunk hittin' fo' life baby it's SouthSide
We on a fuckin mission Expedition Navigator
That's how we be ridin, alligator suitcasin
Puttin it in your face, and that's for real
Shinin harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will
Down with the 2 Low, Yungstar be a thug
So nigga nigga what? I'm down with Mo'Thugs
Mo'Thugs an' da Bone, you know it's goin down
Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound
[Hook: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
I gots to get better man, it gots to move on
Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
Used to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches
Had to get older -- man it got colder
I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder
Links in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan
Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan
Double doors marble floors naked hoes around me
Everytime I'm comin out, niggas they wanna sign me
Got the Lil' Will diamond grills??
Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget DenDen
Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin on a movie
Drop the top on Scott, and you know I'm in a jacuzzi
Bourbon and I'm swervin, man it's gettin hot
My last name Lemon, drive my tight'um off the lot, David Taylor
[Hook: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 5: Hawk]
I hit the highway
Everything's my way, I parlay
Everyday all day, ain't no way
Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood
Chop chop chop, headed straight to the top
I only play to win -- bout to close up shop
Showstoppin dead end, pimp the pen once again
Peep the message I send
Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend
Big body Benz -- as I floss through the south
Big blue lens -- now whatcha talkin about?
Close yo' mouth -- as I settle all scores
Scream and shout -- my similes and metaphors
Mansion doors -- I constantly close
All you hoes -- go and take off your clothes
Lord knows -- ain't no time to play
Commence to fuckin and-a suckin on the H.A.W.K
[Hook: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
thanks for the lyrics
Fat Pat not Big T
Rockstar Should of Put this On San Andreas or GTA V At least.
Ronnie28067 word
Ronnie28067 bahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah
Hell yea
This song wasn’t out in 1992 fucking idiot.
yomomsuglyashell Good point on the cool I forgot the soundtrack WAS time themed.
R.i.p. Prince💜💜💜💜
Red Corvette FO life...
Straight outta Houston!
I'm from California where this shit be getting wicked,
Old school funk got me kickin' up some new shit,
Northern Californian right here as well..we grew up on that Ole school funk
(me giving directions)
driver : How do I get to Texas from here?
Me: what you gonna do is bust a left a right im outta sight n throwed
I wanna be a farmer, crop grower, 20inch blades on my lawnmower,
as you get highmane, im sprayin pestisides ,on my grains ,on my grains yeaaaah~
edwin arauz not bad🤯
😂 😂 not bad player
theres gotta be a better way,much greater way in life.sittin here as im tryin to make my swagger and stayin on my shine,people call me names so i always have haters crossin the line, but i just step back and thank god for whats mine,im sippin up this juice and im feeling pretty fly,people mistake me for a jerk but im a real true type of guy,and im succeeding in the present the future and the past in my life, nothing can stop me now ive traveled a thousand miles,so i just sit back and smile.
Damn
One of the best uses of a classic Prince song
Old School Music!!
I'm going to share advice that I found that made me ten times better at rapping. Learn to count bars, learn about rhythmic/flow structure, rhyme patterns, literary devices, study songs, and practice flow by listening to a song instrumental and rap the lyrics from the song.
did you go to a certain website
did you go to a certain website
Rap Genius
If youre such a genius wheres your rap videos?
Or just fuck all that and freestyle from the soul with some flow
One of the coldest beats in hip hop history
Just melted my childhood heart , watching the big boys roll through suicide doors in the hood . Chains and all . Smh the world changed
everyday is a struggle so dont fear, look into the future look at them better years dont listen to them haters tryna bring you tears please keep in mind that your better than the rest they fearin that youll put em down to rest hands to they chest bitch youve been blessed to stand out from the fucking rest yes i kno this cause ive been focused lookin for my purpose in this world that im living in.... ahh i messed up
Ayyee feell it
Tight
I LUV INSTRUMENTAL !!!!
Gotta be a betta way
Lord
whos down to do a callabs with this song?? lets put texas back on the map we never sold out whos down?
i dont make music but i freestyle and i think i go it
@@that_dop3_one808 let's do it i got bars for days
@@lilripsta1995 yuh I'm down just seen this made a new acc
@@davidnieto936 shoot ya vocals then I can mix I wanna make like a 30 min freestyle of different folks
@@lilripsta1995 where can we communicate from ?
I just spark a sweet and starts flowin whatever comes out the dome piece
[Verse 1]
I'm not a baller,
or a shot caller,
I'm only trying to be a good father to my daughter.
But the state
Is trying pin a case on me,
Send me to prison
For 24 months homie.
Don't wanna go back,
But I know it's coming.
It's gonna suck for me,
to miss out my kids growing.
If I go back imma handle that,
Take it on the chin.
An carry it on my back.
I don't need nobody,
Trust & Beleave that baby.
I'm my own man,
Yeah 1 man Army.
I'll be fine just be good for mommy,
When I get out I'm coming for you an bubby.
Daddy is sorry for going away Amy,
Ashley this goes for you too hunny.
Frogs sorry for leaving his family,
When I get out...
I'm coming with money.
[Verse 2]
Why did daddy have to leave?
Well you see Amy,
This is what Daddy did.
Daddy was young an dumb,
An playing with fire.
I don't know why,
Daddy loved them lighters.
Mommy told me 2 do right,
An go inside.
But I ended up,
Right back outside.
Mammal an pawpaw told me to keep my cool,
The shit ain't cool,
Man you know what to do.
But you know your daddy,
Daddy never listened.
Daddy couldn't pay the fine,
So daddy gotta go 2 prison.
Don't think daddy don't love you,
Daddy loves you more than his own crew.
Daddy will always be here for you,
You be good for mommy an even school.
Daddy's sorry kiddo for leaving you,
Just think I'll see you all in two.
shit ass
This beat deserves to be a Museum somewhere
Chip Tha Ripper’s Interior crocodile alligator freestyle would be dope over this beat
they should put this song on midnight club Los Angeles 😋😋
Even 3 years ago. Tf you still playin that shit for 🤣🤣🤣
It’s on nba 2k19
@LyrikzDatPrettyBoi SO TRUE,,HOMIE WAS HIGH AND GOT IN THA ZONE WHEN HE MADE THIS,,,SOUTHSIDE CLASSIC..
@LyrikzDatPrettyBoi MANN!!!THIS IS STR8 CLASSIC!!
No one drops their freestyles no more 💔🫤
RIP BIG T.
Black diamond , black diamond , black diamond
Yea we on this beat fucking shit up,
In the studio late night with my lean in my cup
Saw my ex today and she tried to say wassup
And I straight up told that bitch shut the fuck up
Writing these songs to try to make a motherfucking livin'
Me nd my nigga Rawbin ain't giving up, we so fvkn driven
Its just been us two and all other day 1s were missing
One day we will be in the strip and be 100 dolla tippin
This verse goes hard like titanium steel
One day IMA be crusin in a 68 deville
Nigga I ain't trying be a fckn mail man for fed ex
I wanna be a shot caller with 4 diamond plated rollex
We just 2 niggas trying to make the paper stackin
When niggas talking shit, ain't gone be no trigga finger lackin
Hair golden, but his soul dark,
Holdin in air hopin that I don't miss the mark, hit the target unaware what the motive in my heart is,
I'm an artist in despair, paintin light inside my darkness.. harness,
Pain, when it rains, in a way it's a great thing,
don't appreciate the sun till you see the rain leave,
still bangin'
I am on the freeway typing this bumping this I hit chills all over . They won’t go away . The lyrics suck so much . The hook !!!!!!! The mf hook !!!!
Nigga had me tripping- all from the start
Now we apart~ 2 broken hearts
niggas think I’m trippin, this matrix all I see, I just wanna leave,
U be talking shit, nigga please leave me be,
Theses lies are all I see- don’t believe me?
The look in ur eyes, never seen that, the tone in ur voice, the way u joke around, that was never me, so come back too me- on god never gon lie, I’ll try too treat u right, not gonna lie, nigga me trippin, feelin sum thing that I neva felt before, but that was all a lure,
Shoulda held u longa, if I knew u gonna leave
Still jammin in the 1 5!
Bearded Forever 17
2030-2064💯🔥
this beat is rad
Ooooooooohhhh fuck this is so much better than the original . The hook makes this song
ain't got a job applied in more than one place & still ain't get called man this ain't what I thought growing up I'd thought I'd be in different circumstances but unfortunately this the way my life dances tired of being hopeless but I ain't hopeless when it comes to this I already know what to do it only takes a decision between yes & no think about it to much you gon stay stuck your mind gotta be made up some call me a phoney a freeloader or a roach but when I was dead broke ain't no one showed all they did was judge & criticize same ones that talked down on me be the ones to be blowing up my phone make so much money selling snacks that people think i be get people high
Good job homie
has prince little red corvette sample with no credit given...
wasn't sampled. it was replayed.
Big Ballin' Smashin'....
stacked up from the crack made it back das a fact impacted the game runnin off these lames attractin all the fame but i choose to stay away
Better ways for a better day,
Feeling separated, medicated,
That's a better way to say I'm elevated,
Hella faded in an elevator meant for devils, danget!
Dedication to a death awaiting me with less Patience by the day,
Death waiting for this dead weight to get his head straight,
Straight edge, nah!
I'm on the edge straight out of head case
shot out to Texas already
DOPE
oh dam little red corvette was sampled
Tell me what you see/ I see you and me/ and usually I feel free/ but all of a sudden I have chains on me/ wrapped around my wrists and around my feet/ trying to get a sneak peek/ my future looks bleak/ I got voice but can't speak/ so all I do is creep/ and hope to get a seat/ in position of power/ at this very hour/ I sprouted up quick like a sunflower/
hoes calling up my phone taking all my salary/ I gotta get rid of them I gotta call the calvary/ we coming up to you with no hesitation/ united we stand like if we a nation/ I'm worldwide known all cuz I started at the Southside/ moves closer to the top while y'all had access denied/ this my come up and this is my time to shine/ that's why I spit a verse harder everytime I rhyme/ I developed the flow while y'all developed the nonsense/ I'm cautious of people I'm around but I aint scared of my options/ my Rap conscious got me feeling so nauseous/ I'm focused of succeeded I'm focused on my progress/ pull up in a Benz but one day y'all gonna pull up dead/ check the autopsy inside yo belly we gon find the meds/ I'm an outlaw who's being chased by the hip hop arrest/ listen to the hook man I got a few things to address
simple beats are always the best..prolly took dude half hour to make this classssic ass beat
UrBZzZzZ it's a sample from prince little red Corvette
Gangsta over swag.
Call me the black crawler mean as roiler
Girls stuck to tha Mr Peter piper raw and hyper
See the sniper shots don't miss dismiss
Critics who try to diss get hit with fist
Of my rhymes reppin' htine check the wine
Cranberry over gold I'm in the articles
Swollen ya corticals thats the way it goes
Hate Oreos white to black see the stacks
We got racks biggers than a casino stack
So you know we be money macks crack
The scene like a split of green since a teen
I fiend to be a king everybody sings
To the flows al green set to go i blow
Hotter than grits as i stick the rich
Fuck a hater none can debate a....
ahhh yeahhhh, lets take a trip, just sit back and dont trip and baby dont flip on this dope leveled 7 and 8 track. stacked on crack and stuck on doubled lost slacks. dope fiends, gangsta ways and thats ill, straight to many things that i gotta seal. so just look and stay till when i get paid, make a way out before its to late.
Wanna Be a.
Good Boy.
Dope boy.
With devious deeds.
With the ladies.
Block Hades.
Cuz my heart is right.
Treating a girl likes she's gold tonight.
I hit the hiiiiiiiiiiighway.
Make money the fllyyyyyyyyy way.
But there gotta be a better way! oh yea!
traethatruth899 !! Wow.. phattest remake ever
ay dis yo boy Tbeezy.We gittin high tonite Got my swisher rolled up wit the purp laced wit ice,yeah cuzz you kno how we do it,we gonna stay fly tonite yeeeah yeah.slidein up in tha impala 24fo inch rims and yo kno we b ballin.yeah check this shit out,you wanna play i got tha K keep runnin yo mouth and ill hitcha right in yo face no playin now just keep runnin around. its all bout bustin licks n sellin dope where we ride,before i hitcha wit that sota flo i'm reppin tha 941 till we die. yeah. yeah
traffic, traffic lookin for chapstick, theres a ford maverick
pretty sure it's Prince's "Little Red Corvette"
i think it comes from a Prince song
Little red Corvette
this song wouldnt be a hit without fat pat
I thee owes
Im kee-pen it real
No need to mention my extension
Money big - thick like my protection/
*All i ever wanted was a hot rod
Now I want ah crib and I got god
No u can't stop me that's why u got robbed/
To many player haters still looking for a top job
You'll get it guaranteed if im off ya
got the blunt rolled up, dropped all my dough though
whatever, high as fuck solo dolo livin it slow mo
with the funky flow on the microphone
got 2 hoes might stay, might go home
but then again the night is long
so i'ma kick it with my homies
puffin a fat blunt while two bitches blow me
i know that was shit just messin around lool
Look, i told my momma we gone make it out the ghetto,
But I'm fucking up I'm on a whole nother' level,
Sometimes i don't know what to do with myself,
Got me drinking out the bottle i be fucking up my health,
God ignored me, now I'm talkin to the devil,
I be feeling hurt, i'm taking shots like it's jello,
I be saying bye before i die, this ain't a hello,
They don't really get me till' I'm gone like a shadow,
I'm posted up, sippin by myself on a Wednesday,
No jenna Ortega but it's feeling like a good day,
I been here before so if i die I'm gonna replay,
The devil willing to give me what i crave for, i need it
I been manifesting everyday and every night,
Don't wanna take my life, cause i know that shit ain't right,
Poppin' X pills just to life another life,
Got me fucking up, this shit is scary, i don't wanna die,
Im tryna be ballin but i fill like yall dont understand gettin rich is my plan cuz im sick of strugglin man need to find a better way gettin money the legal way tryna sell C.D.'s like Dopeboys sell cocain da police need to leave us alone we aint doin nuttin wrong we just chillin smokin herb in the studio recording songs tryna get our paper long it all started wit a dream and as for the rest well its up to me can be anythang i wanna be but hatas hate and they dont wanna se me succeed
Yk I keep my rhymes tight
Chillin in the limelight
Blunt hittin at the right time
Aye
I dont give a fuck about what he has to say
Bitches stay playin games
Stay doin the same thing
And
I just keep it rolled up
Heart kicking yk I had to hold up
Keep the tec in the holster
Car clipped me on the shoulder
Late nights We was supposed to glow
Held up the rose
But in the end ik u had to go
Had to drive by the 4 8
Man I miss that place
She said she was about it
I highly fuckin doubt it
I dont like to be around it
Love come around and it feel like I found it
U sittin there astounded
Lookin at me, while I'm fuckin drownin
But I got the whole crowd talkin
Heart glow
Money coming in, and now I'm fuckin ballin
Instrumental with Hook!
goood ass beat man
🌠🙏😊
I'MA BALLA
I'MA 20 INCH CRAWLA
I BUSA LEF A RITE I'MA OUTA SITE I'M THOWED
Tryna flow to this rn
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽
💪🏾💯🔥
Calling shit that ak gone hit ya came up in the game if you play I'm switch up in doe real flow
I need two hundred k
whole song was written by Ryan Evenson
a 5 year old made the beat n wrote the whole song thrall/Taylor texas
baby ima balla 10 pound haula 28 skis on the impalla when yo girl sees me u know she halla cuz u know its gona get wet to night nigga im set tonight so i hit the high way feelin real fly today so blaze up another j another j yeah
Sittin fat down south rollin benz on blocks!!
beat free?
mobb deep shook ones pt 2 acapella
Steady when I’m mobbing rolling through the porjects early when I clock in late when I clock out. Cops try to stop me others try to stalk life is on private can’t talk to ya homie. Long nights like stalk out. Days off not option. 24/7 got to work wasting why you lost. Out.
who ever is under me cant rap worth shittttt
@gregreeb85 YOU CAN ACTUALLY JUST LOOP THE TRACK....... IT'S A STRAIGHT TROUGH BEAT.
yeaa
Aw gyaaa, let's take a sip
Just sit back and light a lift to this and don't trip
On a funky-ass track jump back
hook with a gat and a sack and ak on the rack
Come seen, gangsta be mean, I got green
But I serve times like it ain't no thing
I hang with OG willows donknow me n if u do to got grip
you get a slug in your fuckin back
I don't slack when it come to street
I kick real g shit to the gangsta heat
It's so sweet, when you got funny shut to lend
in a BMX the cool-ass tilt and a fly-as to stand
I make ends, spend my dough on no ho
That's how it is, nad that's how it goes
Act like ya know when I creep real slow
Balls aint shit so you know what's real g
RIP FAT PAT
if anyone has this instrumental..plz get at me!
this my shit !!!
😂I thee owes
ima balla fuck wht u heard/posted on da block yea my 4s ripped da curb/posted like a lightpole errday im getting it/glock on mi hip so u kno I aint trippen/neva katch me slippen grindin on mission/p.i.m.p certified n im pimpin/feel free to hate why u hopin n u wishin/boyz outta line bullets flyin n dey ripen/dead on arrival shit got suicidal/ar 15 dats my muthafuckin rifle/gotta thnk god readin scriptures out da bible/
Stfu
Nigga those are bars from crazy 8 remix
Parental Advisory waz hea
@LyrikzDatPrettyBoi Prince - Little Red Corvette
1st.verse. 🎙🎶Yo, I’m call her ☎️wish 👁was a baller ⛹🏻 Had 25 Lighter’s poked at Charlotte’s web Tha spider 🕷 Alejandro set California on fire 🔥 DJ. Screw drinking that glider🥴 purple mixed with that sprite makes y🤢u get higher
Under neath the ground standing up tall
Lika wall
Jamming paul wall
What yall wanna bet on a game cleaning up the thing on a sunday evening
Coke out the fridge
Guess what i think bout that hoe on a stick corndog eating got a craving
Come and feed me
I hate when back ass wanna be rappers wanna drop their pathetic bars in the comments of an instrumental smh
Si It Easy hater
What rims does that Mercedes got?