I came from the streets, yeah, I gained all my knowledge, Turned pain into strength, now my hustle’s my college. Never backed down, had to sharpen my solid, Hands dirty as hell, but my soul stay polished. Stuck in the grind, had to break through the foliage, Kept movin’ fast, never trapped in the luggage. They talk a big game, but they lackin’ the courage, I’m breakin’ it down, turnin’ bricks into storage. Life in the jungle, gotta dodge all the carnage, Built from the pain, turn my losses to garnish. I stay on the rise, yeah, I’m past all the garbage, They hate on my grind, but I see through their barrage. Fast through the night, yeah, I stay in the mileage, Keepin’ it clean, but my mind full of savage. They claimin’ they real, but they live in a mirage, I’m sharp with my moves, like I’m cuttin’ a collage. Stack up the green, yeah, I’m raisin’ my wattage, Heart stay cold, but my game’s like a pottage. Streets taught me well, yeah, I got all my lineage, Don’t step in my lane, or you’ll meet with the plottage. Mask on my face when I’m chasin’ my profits, Racks on my mind, yeah, my focus like lockets. Built for the game, yeah, I hold all my pockets, Fast in the lane, and my speed’s like a rocket. Chains on my neck, but my soul’s like a goddess, They envy my steps, but they lack all the promise. I learned from the streets, yeah, I earned all my product, Now I’m on top, and my name’s like a sonnet. Drill in my veins, yeah, my flow like a knowledge, Never look back, yeah, I rise from the rubbish. Fast with my hands, yeah, I’m sharper than polish, Talk what you want, but I’m built for the docket. Life on the edge, but I stay with the tonnage, Came from the dark, now I shine with the footage. Opps wanna talk, but they live in the shoddage, I’m writin’ my name in the game like a pageage. Pain in my chest, but I turned it to cottage, Built from the grind, yeah, I live for the luggage. Talk what you want, but my name’s in the wattage, I’m runnin’ the drill like I’m leadin’ the fodage.
See me pulling up in my fleet wood Wood grain N leather seats Str8 pulling heat Haters can’t reach my level Smoking that devils lettuce Str8 from Texas Ice cold necklace
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🔥💯 can’t go wrong with 96 on the track straight heat bro
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Straight hitter !!! U did it again!! Great job!! Your beats are sik!! Saludos ✌️
I appreciate that 💯
Love it Dude!
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Dope my G 🔥
Thanks brother 🙏💯💯
this the sh!t, keep it up G!!!
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Yupptyty young ice cube.
I came from the streets, yeah, I gained all my knowledge,
Turned pain into strength, now my hustle’s my college.
Never backed down, had to sharpen my solid,
Hands dirty as hell, but my soul stay polished.
Stuck in the grind, had to break through the foliage,
Kept movin’ fast, never trapped in the luggage.
They talk a big game, but they lackin’ the courage,
I’m breakin’ it down, turnin’ bricks into storage.
Life in the jungle, gotta dodge all the carnage,
Built from the pain, turn my losses to garnish.
I stay on the rise, yeah, I’m past all the garbage,
They hate on my grind, but I see through their barrage.
Fast through the night, yeah, I stay in the mileage,
Keepin’ it clean, but my mind full of savage.
They claimin’ they real, but they live in a mirage,
I’m sharp with my moves, like I’m cuttin’ a collage.
Stack up the green, yeah, I’m raisin’ my wattage,
Heart stay cold, but my game’s like a pottage.
Streets taught me well, yeah, I got all my lineage,
Don’t step in my lane, or you’ll meet with the plottage.
Mask on my face when I’m chasin’ my profits,
Racks on my mind, yeah, my focus like lockets.
Built for the game, yeah, I hold all my pockets,
Fast in the lane, and my speed’s like a rocket.
Chains on my neck, but my soul’s like a goddess,
They envy my steps, but they lack all the promise.
I learned from the streets, yeah, I earned all my product,
Now I’m on top, and my name’s like a sonnet.
Drill in my veins, yeah, my flow like a knowledge,
Never look back, yeah, I rise from the rubbish.
Fast with my hands, yeah, I’m sharper than polish,
Talk what you want, but I’m built for the docket.
Life on the edge, but I stay with the tonnage,
Came from the dark, now I shine with the footage.
Opps wanna talk, but they live in the shoddage,
I’m writin’ my name in the game like a pageage.
Pain in my chest, but I turned it to cottage,
Built from the grind, yeah, I live for the luggage.
Talk what you want, but my name’s in the wattage,
I’m runnin’ the drill like I’m leadin’ the fodage.
96 Been dropping bangers all throughout the Deuce-Fo' ('24) 😎🎶🔥🔥🔥
YEZZIR 💯💯
See me pulling up in my fleet wood
Wood grain N leather seats
Str8 pulling heat
Haters can’t reach my level
Smoking that devils lettuce
Str8 from Texas
Ice cold necklace
That’s old school 90s g funk west coast sound
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Can you get us to cube??????
Can i use it please bruh😢😢
🎹🎹🎼🎵🎶BANG!N 4SHO🎛🎚🎶🎵
Thanks bro! 🙏💯💯💯
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