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Е, е Е, не керек… е Е,е [Шумақ 1] Ашық бұлтсыз аспан маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Алматының ала тауы маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Каспида 1-2 лям, - ол маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Анашыма жартысын жіберемін, - ол маған ұнайды (Е) Ұсыныстар көп болмаған ұнайды (Дәл солай) «Фри Мурат Абильда», - ол маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) «Jamal & Ganja» тегі маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Бекболат Қайдаров трегі маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Асхатпен жаңа бэнгер жазу, - ол маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Сүйіткі қызым қысы жазы маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Бешбармақ пен қазы маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Алғабастың сазы маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Әрбір қайырлы таң маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Коттежбен хаустар маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Иногда даже грустить маған ұнайды (Дәл солай) Тойлар да «Қызыл өрік» маған ұнайды

Verse 1: I’ve been through a lot, you wouldn’t believe, Every step I take, got a reason to grieve, Keep my head high, even when I bleed, Pain’s a lesson, that’s the s**t I need. They see me on top, think it’s all good, But the road’s rough, wish they understood, Late nights, fighting with my demons, Climbing up, I ain't stopping, I’m achieving. Chorus: I’ve been through a lot, highs and lows, Chasing dreams while the world froze, People come and go, that’s life’s flow, But I keep pushing, man, that’s how it goes. Verse 2: Lost some real ones, f***s with my mind, Wonder if there’s more to this grind, Praying for the day I unwind, But till then, I’m stuck in this bind. Weight of the world on my shoulders, Trying to stay warm in a world colder, Everyone’s a friend when you’re bolder, But when it’s real, they turn to folders. Chorus: I’ve been through a lot, highs and lows, Chasing dreams while the world froze, People come and go, that’s life’s flow, But I keep pushing, man, that’s how it goes. Bridge: Through rain and storm, I remain, Every drop of blood, every pain, Made me who I am, I’m not ashamed, I’ll fight till they know my name. Verse 3: What don’t kill you makes you strong, I’ve been fighting battles so long, Dreams grow fonder, I hold on, Living every day like I’m gone. Scars on my heart, wear ‘em with pride, No matter the struggle, I take it in stride, Been knocked down, rise every time, Fire inside me will never die. Chorus: I’ve been through a lot, highs and lows, Chasing dreams while the world froze, People come and go, that’s life’s flow, But I keep pushing, man, that’s how it goes.

I love you Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah For so many reasons Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do) , yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch Break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement and that really fucked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down Yeah, I just came from the A I drove back home, six hour drive, six and a half Before I left I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio He had two of his kids with him right in the studio that's when I knew You a stand up nigga, I love seein' shit like that Question How many faking they streams? (A lot) Getting they plays from machines (A lot) I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas ain't really big as they seem (Hmm) I never say anything (Nah) , everybody got they thing (True) Some niggas make millions, other niggas make memes (Hmm) I'm on a money routine I don't want smoke, I want cream I don't want no more comparisons This is a marathon and I'm aware I been playing the back from a lack of promotions I never was one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself But the people want everything else OK, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be I'm batting a thousand It's got to the point that these rappers don't even like rappin' with me Fuck it 'cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he saved me a spot, on a new record he got He call it "a lot, " I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot 'Flectin' on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith Jr. , stay solid, my nigga I'm on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn't gon' pan out, I got a plan They say that success is the greatest revenge tell all your friends Cole on a mission, cementin' the spot as the greatest that did it Before it all ends, nigga How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down, I br

2:35

This version is so perfect. It is a saver for real! You can feel this!!! 🤩🤩🤩

turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah (For so many reasons) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I do Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah (I love you) yeah, ah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuckin' around with these thots? (A lot) Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down (for so many reasons) I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold, I could put it in my cup Gang versus the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement, and that really fucked me up My brother lost his life, and it turned me to a beast My brother got life, and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm, and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuck around with these thots? (A lot) break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down (yeah) (for so many reasons) I just came from the A, I drove back home, six-hour drive, six-and-a-half Before I left, I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio He had two of his kids with him right in the studio, that's when I knew You a stand-up nigga, I love seein' shit like that Question, how many fakin' they streams? (A lot) Gettin' they plays from machines? (A lot) I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas ain't really big as they seem (hmm) I never say anythin' (nah), e'rybody got they thin' (true) Some niggas make millions, other niggas make memes (hmm) I'm on a money routine, I don't want smoke, I want cream I don't want no more comparisons, this is a marathon and I'm aware I been playin' it back from a lack of promotions I never was one for the braggin' and boastin' I guess I was hopin' the music would speak for itself But the people want everythin' else Okay, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be, I'm battin' a thousand It's got to the point that these rappers don't even like rappin' with me Fuck it, 'cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got He call it "a lot", I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot, I picture him inside a cell on a cot 'Flectin' on how he made it to the top, wonderin' if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith, Jr., stay solid, my nigga, I'm on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn't gon' pan out, I got a plan They say that success is the greatest revenge, tell all your friends Cole on a mission, cementin' the spot as the greatest that did it Before it all ends, nigga How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuck around with these thots? (A lot) break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down (for so many reasons) I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down, I br-

this freestyle i will rap with in the future

I understand, sabi nung fakeshit na ballin overreact, kahit tama naman aking feelings he wanna cry so sa net nalang sya nag bbarkin he got no tail but he got the face o dog like aspin you heard it right Killa u a bitch for fuckin snitchin Im just so fly 80k agad aking nacash in Napadubai dami palang perang uubusin Ang angas ba? Wala pa yan baby im just flowin eh eto na babagsak na aking barang flyin glowin the dark para kita mo grillz sa aking ngipin Just like minaj papakita ko pang monsta rappin parang si x, hindi si dani wag ka na mag mari mag marites, si triple x yung tinutukoy ko nag change ng flow baby baby nagulat rin ako Im feelin kanye I love living i wanna go bat so invested? Maangas ba yung aking flow A roller coaster panay kulit parang hooker No interest baby di ko need ng man tulad mo You said you fuck with me pero di mo nga kaya to di mo mahandle ea go getta na tulad ko Aminin mo deep inside isa kang patriarch eh di ako ganon baby they built me giant arcs Yung nasa paris? shawty it aint for napoleon they made it for me kasi angas ko eh pang leon Background ko a lot ni rapper savage 21 nabaliktad parang yung kwento natin di napagbigyan? Kaya ka ba umiiyak kasi di ka nakatira? Eh pano gagawin kung shawty di ka nga mabisa? Eto tatahimik na ko para maipatag titira na kasi ng linya etong mala kodak black pero shh grabe yan kumickback moment of silence saint bumebwelo parang asap Pag sinabi ko na ‘to, you think you down to listen? Sure akong madrama to, u think im only bitchin? Hey u really got me thinking Dito sa aking damdamin Di to aubrey dumama pero Drake is in my feelings (yuh) At kung bukas we wont talk like sa dati keep my name outta yo mouth like parati Sumusulat kasi la na masabi Paalala di mo rin naman ako nadale Pero ikaw parin gusto ko kahit di mo gusto, akoy gulong gulo nasayo puso ko, Kanya yung isip ko (owshi) walang punto pero bakit parang natapos to?

Dope

I like this song it my favorite song ever

thank uuu for this!! i’m using this for my quince dance w my dad bc he loves this beat 💁‍♀️.

когда то я был на дне но даже там построил свой красти краб акваланги на мне еще не склеил ласты брат у нас даже киты выростят крылья как в песне наутилус мы крутимся как спинер я двигаюсь как виннер сука флекстит низко мы летим высоко на скорость 800 пересек 7 часовых поясов видел ублютков раздал им пиздов видал броу нас там все ок чуствую себя так хорошо что даже не нужен смок на полке пылится джо но ты же знаешь бро если че зажгем оба сменили номер но не оборвали провод какой бы не был город какой бы не был повод мы на режем ровно с тобою повор готовою соус моя бичь делает ризотто у нас бас дрожит из окон и вообще все ровно

Mẹ ơi đêm nay sài gòn trở lạnh về đêm Kéo theo đấy là dòng tâm sự từ trong đáy lòng con chưa được lột tả Sài gòn lạnh lẽo quá con muốn về nhà Cảm giác của một đứa con sống xa quê hương là điều không dễ Nhưng không cố gắng là điều không thể Mẹ ơi hãy nghe thêm nhiều lời con kể Vì con thấy giấc mơ ngày bé Là trưởng thành và giúp gia đình Còn tương lai nghiệp bây giờ lại trái ngược với những gì con tính Con bướng bỉnh con ham chơi Đời buồn bã mưa đang rơi Ở ngoài trời một màn mưa đang che hết lớp cửa sổ Con rủ thằng bạn kế bên phòng cuốn cho con thêm một điếu nữa Vì con buồn con thất bại Bước chân đi nặng nề đứng lại Con là ai giữa cuộc sống Con yêu mẹ nhiều lắm mẹ ơi

the beat sounds off beat in the beggining

2:21

distime

love you Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah For so many reasons Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do) Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuckin' around with these thots? (A lot) Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement And that really fucked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuckin' around with these thots? (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down Yeah, I just came from the A I drove back home, six-hour drive, six and a half Before I left I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio He had two of his kids with him right in the studio, that's when I knew You a stand up nigga, I love seein' shit like that Question How many faking they streams? (A lot) Getting they plays from machines (A lot) I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas ain't really big as they seem (hmm) I never say anything (nah) Everybody got they thing (true) Some niggas make millions Other niggas make memes (hmm) I'm on a money routine I don't want smoke, I want cream I don't want no more comparisons This is a marathon and I'm aware I been playing it back from a lack of promotions I was never one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself But the people want everything else Okay, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be I'm batting a thousand It's got to the point that these rappers don't even like rappin' with me Fuck it 'cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got He call it "a lot, " I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot 'Flectin' on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith Jr., stay solid, my nigga I'm on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn't gone pan out, I got a plan They say that success is the greatest revenge, tell all your friends Cole on a mission cementin' the spot as the greatest who did it Before it all ends, nigga How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuckin' around with these thots? (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down, I br-

I wake up everyday and shits the same wondering when we gonna get money and shit gone change like when we gonna make it through all of this rain and when I get some money ima get through all this pain and I’m been overthinking stressing all up in my brain people say they solid forever and then they change I been stressing for a while now smoking get high like a plane because I get lost in my thoughts and then I roll up Mary Jane i wish shit wasn’t different but some shit gotta change I just wish some shit stayed the same but people lame they fucking play with yo emotions like it’s a game and then when you got something to say it’s you to blame

I love you Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah For so many reasons Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do) Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuckin' around with these thots? (A lot) Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement And that really fucked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuckin' around with these thots? (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down Yeah, I just came from the A I drove back home, six-hour drive, six and a half Before I left I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio He had two of his kids with him right in the studio, that's when I knew You a stand up nigga, I love seein' shit like that Question How many faking they streams? (A lot) Getting they plays from machines (A lot) I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas ain't really big as they seem (hmm) I never say anything (nah) Everybody got they thing (true) Some niggas make millions Other niggas make memes (hmm) I'm on a money routine I don't want smoke, I want cream I don't want no more comparisons This is a marathon and I'm aware I been playing it back from a lack of promotions I was never one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself But the people want everything else Okay, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be I'm batting a thousand It's got to the point that these rappers don't even like rappin' with me Fuck it 'cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got He call it "a lot, " I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot 'Flectin' on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith Jr., stay solid, my nigga I'm on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn't gone pan out, I got a plan They say that success is the greatest revenge, tell all your friends Cole on a mission cementin' the spot as the greatest who did it Before it all ends, nigga How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you Fuckin' around with these thots? (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down, I br-

This beat carries the entire song 21 savage is virtually useless.

people switchin sides is nothin new to me no one ever talk to me truthfully imma take this song as an opportunity to clear up my name from all this scrutiny i can say nothing and people put words in my mouth none of it making some sense it just look like for clout my career going up cause i be blowin up im never going down south i could be doing the same thing they do to me but that is not what im about im about getting this paper never mind all of the haters never mind all the betrayers even if they switchin up imma send them my own little prayer bless all these people filled with jealousy they just talking cause they tryna be what i am you could never be its just simple man cant you see me and you aint same this aint a game im not just playing all of these people come close to me when i got all the money and the fame the people who scared of the virus aint the only one wearin masks same people who switched all a sudden gon be nice and forget the past i aint takin that i will not relax imma make sure this makes you react in the same way you made me feel when you threw me under so fast shoutout to the ones that stayed you never been fazed you always remained despite all of the fakes with their games when i needed you instantly came

i love this alot

2:35

I love you Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah For so many reasons Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do) Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch Break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement And that really fucked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down Yeah, I just came from the A I drove back home, six hour drive, six and a half Before I left I stopped by to See my nigga 21 in the studio Yeah, two of his kids with him Right in the studio, that's when I knew You a stand up nigga, I love seein' shit like that Question How many faking they streams? (A lot) Getting they plays from machines (A lot) I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas ain't really big as they seem (Hmm) I never say anything (Nah) Everybody got they thing (True) Some niggas make millions Other niggas make memes (Hmm) I'm on a money routine I don't want smoke, I want cream I don't want no more comparisons This is a marathon and I'm aware I been playing it back from a lack of promotions I was never one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak For itself, but the people want everything else Ok, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be I'm batting a thousand It's got to the point that these Rappers don't even like rappin' with me Fuck it 'cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he sent me a spot on a new record he got He call it "a lot, " I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot 'Flectin' on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith Jr., stay solid, my nigga I'm on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn't gone pan out, I got a plan They say that success is The greatest revenge, tell all your friends Cole on a mission Cementin' the spot as the greatest who did it Before it all ends, nigga How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down, I br-

2:21

Lowkey kinda ridiculous how hard this joint go 🔥🤦🏽‍♂️🔥

RUclips will never die. As long as these fire beats are on here and not on streaming platforms

《启动》 当我看见 未来方向 开始变得不再那么光亮 走在这条路上 我又变得没有方向 哪怕我有父母 但也没有指望 有他们 生活也这屎样 于是我抵抗着欲望把能力 尽量不体现在 纸上 学会了独立 变得有骨气 说唱同时变强 太多废物 似电鳗的徒弟 歌词跟人变娘 我有实力自然会有傲气 废纸上也能写出造诣 所以困难重重 也要记住 我心必须向阳 20 尴尬的年纪 压力增加 带着担当 有过健身卖卡的经历 便知何为奸商 原来为钱 人可没有尊严 老板的话 没几句真言 带着 好意的谎言 不过为了自己 开支去泡温泉 这是第几星期 明天又要面试 玩腻了手机 于是打开了电视 可是电视屏幕没有竟然任何显示 原来我家为了省钱开始变得这么节制

lmaoooo i just freestyled to this and i deadass fw with it 💀

thx nigga love u

🚮🚮🚮

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I love you Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah For so many reasons Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do) Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch Break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement And that really fucked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down Yeah, I just came from the A I drove back home, six hour drive, six and a half Before I left I stopped by to See my nigga 21 in the studio Yeah, two of his kids with him Right in the studio, that's when I knew You a stand up nigga, I love seein' shit like that Question How many faking they streams? (A lot) Getting they plays from machines (A lot) I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas ain't really big as they seem (Hmm) I never say anything (Nah) Everybody got they thing (True) Some niggas make millions Other niggas make memes (Hmm) I'm on a money routine I don't want smoke, I want cream I don't want no more comparisons This is a marathon and I'm aware I been playing it back from a lack of promotions I was never one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak For itself, but the people want everything else Ok, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be I'm batting a thousand It's got to the point that these Rappers don't even like rappin' with me Fuck it 'cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he sent me a spot on a new record he got He call it "a lot, " I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot 'Flectin' on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith Jr., stay solid, my nigga I'm on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn't gone pan out, I got a plan They say that success is The greatest revenge, tell all your friends Cole on a mission Cementin' the spot as the greatest who did it Before it all ends, nigga How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down, I br-

Yo Bro, I'm locked up, but I found a way to record and improve the sound quality! ruclips.net/video/1Auk5KFA3C8/видео.html

This beat RIGHT HERE tho'..!!!!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah For so many reasons Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do), yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you fuckin around with these thots? (A lot) Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch Break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement, and that really fucked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) [J. Cole:] Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down Yeah, I just came from the A I drove back home, six-hour drive, six-and-a-half Before I left I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio He had two of his kids with him right in the studio, that's when I knew You a stand up nigga, I love seein' shit like that Question How many faking they streams? (A lot) Getting they plays from machines (A lot) I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas ain't really big as they seem (Hmm) I never say anything (Nah), everybody got they thing (True) Some niggas make millions, other niggas make memes (Hmm) I'm on a money routine I don't want smoke, I want cream I don't want no more comparisons This is a marathon and I'm aware I been playing a bet from a lack of promotions I never was one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself, but the people want everything else Okay, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be I'm batting a thousand It's got to the point that these rappers don't even like rappin' with me Fuck it 'cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got He call it "a lot," I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot 'Flectin' on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith, Jr., stay solid, my nigga I'm on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn't gone pan out, I got a plan They say that success is the greatest revenge, tell all your friends Cole on a mission, cementin' the spot as the greatest that did it Before it all ins, nigga [21 Savage:] How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Take a dive, put away my pride (Away my pride) Shoot my shot, DMs, yeah, I slide (Yeah I slide) She in front, but she used to be my side (Be my side) We take selfies now, I used to in her live. (In her live) Before the fame, plan B was robbin' banks (Robbin' banks) Be a married man, right now I just can't (I just can't) All the love they gave me, knew that it was fake (It was fake) Mama love me so much, either way I'm straight (Way I'm straight) I done seen so many handshakes turn to hate (Turn to hate) Seen so many BFs turn s-n-a-k (Turn a snakes) Death before dishonor tatted on my face (On my face) Way I run the check up, should've been with Chase (Been with chase) Start at the bottom, the trenches, the gutters so I had to go little harder (Straight up) Lights was out, the gas was off, so we had to boil up the water (Straight up) Went through some things, but I couldn't imagine, my kids stuck at the border (Straight up) Flint still need water (Straight up) Niggas was innocent, couldn't get lawyers (On god) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down, I br-

For so many reasons 🎵 🔥

This is like a whole other song

I love you Daddy

Whoever made this beat deserves a grammy and a emmy on GOD!!

Ayeee let’s go, I feel like da baby, I got me some juice Pull up with the 50, my rappin reduced My flow is so wavy you will be amused, comin in last now I feel like caboose. I met a young lady, she lookin confused I tell her I’m raffy, she runnin on loose My flow is so crazy I’m gettin it loose, I’m grindin I’m grinding and I don’t take excuse. I’m vibin my way like a flute this beat got me dancin I do what I do, doing these raps I didn’t even knew loving my teachers, 2pac and the crew.

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(I love you for so many reasons) How many problems you got (a lot) Seems like I got nobody to solve em Remember the nights I was calling (aye) Remember the nights I was falling (aye) Where were you at though? (Not here) You say let’s run it back though I don’t listen to anything you say

Keep spreading positive vibes. Joined the Family. Swing by our house sometime! 😊

Speed it up by 1.25x 🔥

how many faking they streams? a lot.

Man has a whole song behind his song

That background music

I love you, for so many reasons I love you, all seasons First of all, I love you with the freshness of a spring day And I, I love you with with the freshness of a spring day And I, I love you with with the freshness of a spring day And I, I love you, for so many reasons I love you, four seasons (I break that down x8) EDIT: figured out this was sampled from a song called "I Love You For All Seasons" by The Fuzz