I hope a trap boy's your type (why?) 'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five (alright) I get that your standards high But I'm not a random guy, I'm different (literally) When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it (calm) You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guys You're trippin', trippin' (you're trippin') I followed you, I followed you today, I was in my car (alright) I wanted to come see you from afar (at my feet) If you turned around and saw me, I would die When you wipe your tears, do you wipe them just for me? Bad one and she photogenic (alright) Instagram got a lot of impressions (uh-huh) She think I'm a G and I don't need love But I need some thug affection (literally) If I fell off tomorrow, would you still love me? Man, I got 21 questions (like 50) In the trap with the cats, domestics She doin' lashes, somethin' cosmetic They shot their shot, she read it They slid in DM with somethin' generic (huh) She don't even like goin' out, got a new outfit, but nowhere to wear it (alright) She think that I'm being disloyal, and I'm in the streets with couple of killys (You ain't gotta) you ain't gotta worry 'bout none of these hoes I'm grown, I'm done with these bitches (Done with these bitches, done with these bitches) Your hair's under my pillow, so I sleep (so I sleep) And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (at my feet) I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe When you wipe your tears, do you wipe them just for me? (Me, me, me, me) I hope a trap boy's your type (why?) 'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five (alright) I get that your standards high But I'm not a random guy, I'm different (literally) When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it (calm) You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guys You're trippin', trippin' (you're trippin') I hope a trap boy's your type 'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five I get that your standards high But I'm not a random guy, I'm different When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it You said you don't like my life (When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for-)
Eh tratado de olvidar, el invierno pesa más, me consume el tiempo, distinto al resto, pero eso que más me da. Si ya no te tengo se rompió el cuento, y se ha empezado a borrar, si tan solo hay llanto, dentro e mi cuerpo, solo quiero suturar
La culpa te debio pesar (¿Porque?) Porque soy un chico normal Espero que te arrepientas, porque la verdad, soy diferente Cuando escribo mis letras, me complementas, invadis mi mente Cuando recibo tus notis, me acuerdo de ti, estoy demente
@@ProdByShark That's awesome bro. Would you by any chance be able to send me the project file? I use Logic but I'll download FL Studio just so I can learn from your project. You're really talented, it would be really helpful for me to learn from. Appreciate you homie
La culpa te debio pesar (¿Porque?) Porque soy un chico normal Espero que te arrepientas, porque la verdad, soy diferente Cuando escribo mis letras, me complementas, invadis mi mente Cuando recibo tus notis, me acuerdo de ti, estoy demente
Ben serseri kız fotojenik Tiktok çek benle bin like gelir Maalesef exleri trajedi Ve ilacı skinnyfraud’un yeni eseri Çok kaba ama hoş Sanki beklediğim buymuş gibi’ Kankama anlattım onu bana hep Dont Trust Bitches dedi Sesi sanki farklı melodi’ İstek kutumda bak sakladım seni
16 i did a man in my 4 Supply dat source n Dey still want more I was young in d 3 wid my ped bike Riz, 33 and some raw ass papers Alarm bill ring in my celly I’m ready get gasssed when my bro’s on Telly 3 s9 swear I miss him We done a man wrong .i assisted 6 mam deep turn man victim 20 cats down when I ride wid my kitchen 14 I got a gyal renky 16 holdight recky 15 hold tight Becky D Sammy went in dry shoulda came out tekky Boy shoulda head dis we wetty 3 piece on when I did man I’m heckley Uh, run off when y’a gyal try caress me Hold tight Hannys jezzy In d ride we roll wid plenty Tryna be d next spin a d century Tupac’s in d ride ain’t a biggie I’m a hippie we still smoke packs In Sydney, we still smoked packs in France Combien de fois je te dis i dont dance We did it on rookery rd He try pack dar roach n he still got smoked In d a Wed write in code We hid m upstairs n his Marj aint know We did on Francis grove Dem boy Dem know Dey dun tippity toe At 16 Ridin low, paranoid thinkin I ain’t gonna ride no more I was really out down n low Tears in my head but my eyes don’t show I’m from where d island are, but we ride wid scars, hella violent wars Where I’m from its do or die K aint survive Got left in d sky n d yutes don’t grow where i live A violent don from a quiet kid Got caught on my violent tip Yinged him again watch a young boy slip, dip I sint tell no fibs, quick D feds aint lookin lets rip, Rip k jit, memba u said youll tide den dipped Memba u sed youd kill you died All dat chat abt rides went bye What Was u fightin for, ur marj dem at home and u ain’t involved Ride wid a macky hed ride wid poles He aint know hell be gone by 4 Yinged infront of his doorstep Tryna give slap me wid dat niggas murder Informers I was 15 wid a burner Outside all a my family earners Paper makin earners D whole strip went quiet went Dey burnt him Hold tight turners corpse Us man we on top of the law Central diggin
Underrated
i was rapping to everything, i could say the bars word for word even when I just wake up...
Doin it now
I hope a trap boy's your type (why?)
'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five (alright)
I get that your standards high
But I'm not a random guy, I'm different (literally)
When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it (calm)
You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guys
You're trippin', trippin' (you're trippin')
I followed you, I followed you today, I was in my car (alright)
I wanted to come see you from afar (at my feet)
If you turned around and saw me, I would die
When you wipe your tears, do you wipe them just for me?
Bad one and she photogenic (alright)
Instagram got a lot of impressions (uh-huh)
She think I'm a G and I don't need love
But I need some thug affection (literally)
If I fell off tomorrow, would you still love me?
Man, I got 21 questions (like 50)
In the trap with the cats, domestics
She doin' lashes, somethin' cosmetic
They shot their shot, she read it
They slid in DM with somethin' generic (huh)
She don't even like goin' out, got a new outfit, but nowhere to wear it (alright)
She think that I'm being disloyal, and I'm in the streets with couple of killys
(You ain't gotta) you ain't gotta worry 'bout none of these hoes
I'm grown, I'm done with these bitches
(Done with these bitches, done with these bitches)
Your hair's under my pillow, so I sleep (so I sleep)
And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (at my feet)
I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe
When you wipe your tears, do you wipe them just for me? (Me, me, me, me)
I hope a trap boy's your type (why?)
'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five (alright)
I get that your standards high
But I'm not a random guy, I'm different (literally)
When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it (calm)
You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guys
You're trippin', trippin' (you're trippin')
I hope a trap boy's your type
'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five
I get that your standards high
But I'm not a random guy, I'm different
When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it
You said you don't like my life
(When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for-)
yessirzski that what i'm talking about
Eh tratado de olvidar, el invierno pesa más, me consume el tiempo, distinto al resto, pero eso que más me da.
Si ya no te tengo se rompió el cuento, y se ha empezado a borrar, si tan solo hay llanto, dentro e mi cuerpo, solo quiero suturar
♥
La culpa te debio pesar (¿Porque?)
Porque soy un chico normal
Espero que te arrepientas, porque la verdad, soy diferente
Cuando escribo mis letras, me complementas, invadis mi mente
Cuando recibo tus notis, me acuerdo de ti, estoy demente
sounds lit g
the songs lit
@@ProdByShark I dont rate him that much but the tune is good
@@RySlifta agreed !
Nostalgia
SHEEESH
Thanks man ❤
Always
Ayy nice bro 💯
Thank you bro 😀😀
U both made 1
@@abz5394a
@@ProdByShark a 111
Yo man this is amazing! What daw are you using?
FL studio, the best
@@ProdByShark That's awesome bro. Would you by any chance be able to send me the project file? I use Logic but I'll download FL Studio just so I can learn from your project. You're really talented, it would be really helpful for me to learn from. Appreciate you homie
@@zachkaye6421 Sure, what's your email? or where can I send it?
@@ProdByShark thank you so much, keep doing you’re thing 🔥🔥
@@zachkaye6421 hi?
Sheesh
MMhmm
Palante mio
bro what drum kit? is this its fire!
This cured my erectile disfunction
Wow Impress
La culpa te debio pesar (¿Porque?)
Porque soy un chico normal
Espero que te arrepientas, porque la verdad, soy diferente
Cuando escribo mis letras, me complementas, invadis mi mente
Cuando recibo tus notis, me acuerdo de ti, estoy demente
Free for profit bro?
Original beat is not my beat so I don't know
Of course not free
Ben serseri kız fotojenik
Tiktok çek benle bin like gelir
Maalesef exleri trajedi
Ve ilacı skinnyfraud’un yeni eseri
Çok kaba ama hoş
Sanki beklediğim buymuş gibi’
Kankama anlattım onu bana hep Dont Trust Bitches dedi
Sesi sanki farklı melodi’
İstek kutumda bak sakladım seni
Bpm bro??
143
Yeahp its 143
16 i did a man in my 4
Supply dat source n Dey still want more
I was young in d 3 wid my ped bike
Riz, 33 and some raw ass papers
Alarm bill ring in my celly I’m ready get gasssed when my bro’s on Telly
3 s9 swear I miss him
We done a man wrong .i assisted
6 mam deep turn man victim
20 cats down when I ride wid my kitchen
14 I got a gyal renky
16 holdight recky
15 hold tight Becky
D Sammy went in dry shoulda came out tekky
Boy shoulda head dis we wetty
3 piece on when I did man I’m heckley
Uh, run off when y’a gyal try caress me
Hold tight Hannys jezzy
In d ride we roll wid plenty
Tryna be d next spin a d century
Tupac’s in d ride ain’t a biggie
I’m a hippie we still smoke packs
In Sydney, we still smoked packs in France
Combien de fois je te dis i dont dance
We did it on rookery rd
He try pack dar roach n he still got smoked
In d a Wed write in code
We hid m upstairs n his Marj aint know
We did on Francis grove
Dem boy Dem know
Dey dun tippity toe
At 16 Ridin low, paranoid thinkin I ain’t gonna ride no more
I was really out down n low
Tears in my head but my eyes don’t show
I’m from where d island are, but we ride wid scars, hella violent wars
Where I’m from its do or die
K aint survive
Got left in d sky
n d yutes don’t grow where i live
A violent don from a quiet kid
Got caught on my violent tip
Yinged him again watch a young boy slip, dip
I sint tell no fibs, quick
D feds aint lookin lets rip,
Rip k jit, memba u said youll tide den dipped
Memba u sed youd kill you died
All dat chat abt rides went bye
What Was u fightin for,
ur marj dem at home and u ain’t involved
Ride wid a macky hed ride wid poles
He aint know hell be gone by 4
Yinged infront of his doorstep
Tryna give slap me wid dat niggas murder Informers
I was 15 wid a burner
Outside all a my family earners
Paper makin earners
D whole strip went quiet went Dey burnt him
Hold tight turners corpse
Us man we on top of the law
Central diggin
•i come in the game say less
except my parents everything is useless
What's the bpm bro
143 BPM
Damn sound the same. Instrumental 🤯 vocal 😑
How can u be homophobia
For real