Sacrifices - Dreamville (feat. EARTHGANG, J. Cole, Smino & Saba) Instrumental

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  • Опубликовано: 5 сен 2024
  • Alright this shit's gonna take longer now because the instrumentals are down to the more complicated remakes now rip
    Ville Season is here!
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Комментарии • 86

  • @jesseonyenka
    @jesseonyenka 6 месяцев назад +9

    Prolly one of the best beats i ever heard in my life

    • @Dwanyebaba
      @Dwanyebaba 2 месяца назад

      Did he produce?

    • @jesseonyenka
      @jesseonyenka Месяц назад +1

      @@Dwanyebaba he always a part of the production, doesnt credit himself sometimes

  • @Bruno87198
    @Bruno87198 5 лет назад +109

    so smooth.... my respect bro, this song is amazing

    • @mixedbytrip
      @mixedbytrip  5 лет назад +6

      Thanks man 🙏🏽 Yeah the beat and lyrics are so soulful

  • @chamo7460
    @chamo7460 5 лет назад +96

    not even a loop. thanks a lot brother, you killed this!

  • @yaboyshelz
    @yaboyshelz 7 месяцев назад +3

    This takes me to a time when I was happy.everything was up for me
    You truly don’t know what you have until it’s gone

  • @amiramor1315
    @amiramor1315 4 года назад +10

    What a fucking jam... I replayed this about 200 times

  • @thedaniel3324
    @thedaniel3324 5 лет назад +31

    Damn, trapped living, trapped needing a dollar
    I’d rather trap then waste time becoming a scholar
    Because I see my time ticking, getting smaller,
    Hearts pumpin get rawer,
    Hearts growing farther
    Like it just caught a charter
    On a one way ship
    I see the bullshit your tryna offer, but girl this ain’t altar, I know I got to altar
    The ones I’m around, but I ain’t leading by no collar
    You see the vibes, you see the heart, now come on help it prosper

    • @prosperandgamble
      @prosperandgamble 4 года назад +5

      The Daniel
      Reminiscin bout the days my pops would pull up in the Cadillac
      It’s still kinda fuzzy like a cataract
      Was it more good or bad?
      Either way I just wish it would’ve last
      I think I been sick spittin’ out phlegm Pre CoVid
      I been driving too long on this lonely road
      Can you tell me where the lonely go?
      Never lived for the weekends
      Since a young’n been floating’ in the deep end
      I know I come off facetious but I mean it

    • @eatmyshorts9815
      @eatmyshorts9815 4 года назад +1

      Prosper & Gamble P&G and it’s wild cause I’ve seen all the bullshit passing by caught a glimpse of the magic eye
      maybe I’m
      too afraid of achieving the unachievable...
      Or winning rings like the super bowl
      I don’t know I’m rambling I don’t use guns cause these hands can make you start scrambling

    • @psilocybin4041
      @psilocybin4041 2 года назад

      Getting rawer lmfao

    • @sammomc8628
      @sammomc8628 10 месяцев назад

      What’s a peon to a giant, all I see is neon while driving, I’m so high I might pee on the pilot, this lean on my diet, I can’t stop even tho I need to I’m dying, can’t open up my eyelids,

  • @OkieDokedU
    @OkieDokedU Год назад +1

    the dis-ease in life like not stretchin
    perfectin ya response,
    an odd lesson
    listen to the subconscious
    n mid section,reflectin all the strifes in life
    thats the essence brethren
    lessen the tension in muscle bone n tendon

  • @Stetness
    @Stetness 5 лет назад +14

    Spot on man this shit is amazing. Glad to say I was here before this video hits a million views.

  • @tugibreezy
    @tugibreezy 5 лет назад +19

    Cole***
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spiderman
    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the Boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words
    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?

    • @riskyvon1618
      @riskyvon1618 4 года назад

      Ong I WAS THINKING THIS THE WHOLE BEAT

  • @jaylenhare8326
    @jaylenhare8326 5 лет назад +12

    Yall quick asf with the remakes

  • @keyglockk-uy4ok
    @keyglockk-uy4ok 5 лет назад +3

    I cant sleep whithout this this instrumental thanks

  • @tebogojunior1179
    @tebogojunior1179 5 лет назад +16

    This beat🥵🥵🔥🔥

  • @Shredderp
    @Shredderp 5 лет назад +8

    thank you so much for making this

  • @maxsargent2171
    @maxsargent2171 5 лет назад +10

    This is really well done; talent

  • @isaacnewton2291
    @isaacnewton2291 5 лет назад +10

    [Intro: Johnny Venus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
That nigga back from the dead, yeah
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
Try to run, try to fly, try to float
Candles on top of the dresser
Baby, you down, need to bless up
Better watch how you address us
Playing no games, no dress-up
I got an idea
Let's shoot Wild 'N Out in my hood, talkin' right here
Academy Award nominated performance, yeah
Let the AK spray straight for four minutes, yeah
That's a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck an ordinance, yeah

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose
Maybe that's what life is

[Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
Ayy, man, cavemen
Two drinks, cave in
Few blunts, ease up
Ooh yeah, please up
Who cares? Who there?
Do what? Wake up
The hell, heaven
We want, heads up
Hey you, yeah, you
Mother fuck, brother fuck
Sister fuck, family fuck
The system, get some
Hey you, day two
Yeah, you, you, you
You a vege', do the dance
Table, get low
Chopped cheese, knot knees
Boy, please, whatever
You next, to death
To go, ooh, oh
Who's that? Ring ring
Your number, bling bling
Call it up, chalk it up
Move over

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose

[Verse 3: Smino]
Shit lookin' all red from the North with the pole
It ain't Santa Claus
Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
But it ain't workin', my
Circle on fire like a circus now
Around the same niggas I been around, so
Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (Endorse my)
Ratchet ass nigga from the North Side (North Side)
It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (Poor sight)
Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
Of course I (Of course I), gotta voice my (Voice my)
Opinion on that ass when you walk past
(On bro, that shit groovy, ayy)
Niggas pull strings like a guitar, guitar
G-Star jeans on my sneakers
I'm a real soulful nigga, collard greens inside your speakers (Yeah, yeah)
Ferguson days on Castro, wasn't no cash flow
But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
I'm good for your heart, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
Bloody sacrifices

[Verse 4: Saba]
Yeah, ayy
Look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
To they shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
I don't need nothing but one take
I'm from the part of the city where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
Our politician a fuckface
Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
We duel like a small town wager
How I'm the dropout major
Success stories, I favor
Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
Tell pigs as-salamu alaykum
You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even play him
I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtapes
I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

[Verse 5: J. Cole]
You can't be everything to everybody
I wanna be your lover, your best friend
Your Batman, Spider-Man
Fighter pilot shooting down your rivals and
I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
I wanna be the one that feel you up
On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
I wanna be the one to build you up
A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
Pull you under
Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
We done moved out to the boondocks
Built a big house, there he wonders
How somewhere along the way
He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
Say something crazy, they won't interject
Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
I be havin' to check myself
Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
I be havin' to spread my wealth
I used to be at the crib myself
7 years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
Where they bag up the raw
They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up north on the path of a star
And I ran into you like I met you before
Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing

[Verse 6: J. Cole]
Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
I'm crying while writing these words, the tears, they feel good on my face, hey

[Refrain: J. Cole]
And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
If I don't love you how I'm supposed to

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

  • @cris2191
    @cris2191 5 лет назад +6

    [Intro: Johnny Venus]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    [Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
    That nigga back from the dead, yeah
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
    Try to run, try to fly, try to float
    Candles on top of the dresser
    Baby, you down, need to bless up
    Better watch how you address us
    Playing no games, no dress-up
    I got an idea
    Let's shoot Wild 'N Out in my hood, talkin' right here
    Academy Award nominated performance, yeah
    Let the AK spray straight for four minutes, yeah
    That's a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck an ordinance, yeah
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose
    Maybe that's what life is
    [Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
    Ayy, man, cavemen
    Two drinks, cave in
    Few blunts, ease up
    Ooh yeah, please up
    Who cares? Who there?
    Do what? Wake up
    The hell, heaven
    We want, heads up
    Hey you, yeah, you
    Mother fuck, brother fuck
    Sister fuck, family fuck
    The system, get some
    Hey you, day two
    Yeah, you, you, you
    You a vege', do the dance
    Table, get low
    Chopped cheese, knot knees
    Boy, please, whatever
    You next, to death
    To go, ooh, oh
    Who's that? Ring ring
    Your number, bling bling
    Call it up, chalk it up
    Move over
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose
    [Verse 3: Smino]
    Shit lookin' all red from the North with the pole
    It ain't Santa Claus
    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
    But it ain't workin', my
    Circle on fire like a circus now
    Around the same niggas I been around, so
    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (Endorse my)
    Ratchet ass nigga from the North Side (North Side)
    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (Poor sight)
    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
    Of course I (Of course I), gotta voice my (Voice my)
    Opinion on that ass when you walk past
    (On bro, that shit groovy, ayy)
    Niggas pull strings like a guitar, guitar
    G-Star jeans on my sneakers
    I'm a real soulful nigga, collard greens inside your speakers (Yeah, yeah)
    Ferguson days on Castro, wasn't no cash flow
    But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
    I'm good for your heart, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    Bloody sacrifices
    [Verse 4: Saba]
    Yeah, ayy
    Look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
    To they shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
    I don't need nothing but one take
    I'm from the part of the city where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
    Our politician a fuckface
    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
    We duel like a small town wager
    How I'm the dropout major
    Success stories, I favor
    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
    Tell pigs as-salamu alaykum
    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even play him
    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
    Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtapes
    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    [Verse 5: J. Cole]
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spider-Man
    Fighter pilot shooting down your rivals and
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    7 years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up north on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    [Verse 6: J. Cole]
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words, the tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    [Refrain: J. Cole]
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

  • @crizzle
    @crizzle 3 года назад +2

    momma grieving, she told that foo to put the blunt down
    he ain't know that it was laced and now got foam in his mouth,
    i seen my homies drop to bullets dropped them on they head
    but the pills hit the hood the worst my homies falling dead,
    rip to picos, rip to augie,
    i told my bro dont hesitate you need me then you call me,
    ey holmes life short but the stressing make it shorter,
    wrinkles on my face cause of my gente south the border ---
    i'm with the cop trying to plead don't take my uncle foo please
    open container and i swear they planted on him that weed, like damn,
    i cut the weeds and suddenly i bloomed,
    fake homies talking on you when you leave that room,
    close friend my ass you a garter in the grass,
    got a gun but bet you he wont spray it out the 'Lac,
    nothing but lawn chairs in interrogation rooms
    and since they said your homie folded then you folded too, ,
    and what's it gon take,
    for a brown foo like me to take a piece of this cake?
    for a brown foo like me to win a grammy for my family,
    with all my tias yelling from the seats and i'm laughing,
    awhile the foos i knew from high school watching me on TV,
    punching air like why him and not me?
    cause you didn't put them 10 thousand hours on this craft and
    saturdays i stayed home to edit homie you were macking,
    on lil hoes, that been ran through by the gang,
    the type you never take to mom the type you don't take on dates,
    wasted energy if i ever put foos on this game,
    half the time they aint ready for this life how it came, and the fame,

  • @coldransom
    @coldransom 3 года назад +1

    You hard widdit bro this good looks. I'm finna add this to my reference tracks no lie

  • @raulurena7485
    @raulurena7485 2 года назад

    I will give my life for so many people but i dont know if the number of people that will give their life for me is equal, lately i have been with some good company but i feel so much better in my mind when its just me and my thoughts thinking so much that i just wanna wrapped it up fucked it up and do what my inner voice says and it says, whos gonna do all things that you do for them who's gonna fight so much for a relationship that is not yours, who's gonna wake up at 12:00 Am just to talk and give advices. Nobody its gonna do that for me but the other inner voice says do it because you feel it and you wanna do it dont wait nothing for exchange your heart is gold and thats just what you gave to everybody thats gods plan you were put here for them.

  • @SkatYT
    @SkatYT 5 лет назад +8

    Thank you so much!!

    • @mixedbytrip
      @mixedbytrip  5 лет назад

      All good glad you like!

    • @SkatYT
      @SkatYT 5 лет назад

      Trip 🙏🏻

  • @TheMusicNerdz
    @TheMusicNerdz 5 лет назад +1

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Young nigga back from the dead
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
    Gotta run, gotta fly, gotta float
    Channels on top of the dresser
    Baby, you down, need to bless up
    Gotta watch how you address us
    Playing no games, no dress-up
    I got an idea
    'Less you wildin' out in my hood, dawg ain't right here
    Caption me as world nominated before I miss, yeah
    Let the AK spray straight before I'm finished, yeah
    As a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck a ho and miss, yeah
    I make Sacrifices, bloody Sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Maybe that's what life is
    Ayy, man, caveman
    Two drink, cave in
    Two blunt, ease up
    Booyah, leaves up
    Who care? Who there?
    Do what? Wake up
    The hell, happened
    We want, hands up
    Pay you, dare you
    Motherfuck, motherfuck
    Sister fucked, granny fucked
    System, get some
    Yeah, you, day two
    Yeah, you, you, you
    You a van, through the van
    Stripper, good Lord
    Top chi, not me
    Boy, please, whatever
    You next, to death
    To go, ooh, oh
    Who's that? Ring ring
    Your number, bang bang
    Callin' up, talk it up
    Move over
    I make Sacrifices, bloody Sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Hmm, uh
    Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
    It ain't Santa Claus
    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
    But it ain't workin', my
    Circle on fire like a circus now
    Around the same niggas I been around, so
    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (Endorse my)
    Reggie lil' nigga from the North Side (North Side)
    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (Poor sight)
    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
    Of course I (Of course I), I divorce my (Divorce my)
    Opinion on advance when you walk past
    (On bro, that shit groovy, I made it)
    Niggas pull strings like a guitar, guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers
    I'm a real soulful nigga
    Collared greens inside your sneakers (Yeah, yeah)
    Ferguson days on Castro
    Wasn't no cash flow
    But I'm good for the always, I don't got the shows
    I'm good for your whore, let me snatch your shone, shone, shone
    Bloody Sacrifices
    Yeah, ayy
    Look at what a motherfucker do for the cash and take
    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
    Today's shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
    I don't need nothing but one take
    I'm from the part of the city where young
    Nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
    Our politician a fuckface
    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
    We do it like a small town wager
    How I'm the dropout major
    Success stories, I favor
    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
    Tail picks, as-salamu alaykum
    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even playin'
    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
    Rather than waste the amount of bars
    It'll take for me to call 'em out by name
    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtape
    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
    I make Sacrifices, bloody Sacrifices
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spiderman
    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    7 years old, off of Red Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up north on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words
    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
    I make Sacrifices, bloody Sacrifices

  • @micahsmith1308
    @micahsmith1308 3 года назад +1

    I ain't fraid to
    make sacrifices
    Bloody sacrifices
    No no
    Not those
    Chop hoes
    I make
    sacrifices
    I'm praying to
    Great ones above me
    Send someone who
    Will love me and trust me
    I just need something
    That warms me
    Inside and out
    In order to get to u
    I gotta find my way out
    I make sacrifices
    So my prayer goes round

  • @Ownagetv313
    @Ownagetv313 5 лет назад +11

    can you do me a huge favor and make a instrumental with the hook " i made sacrifices blood sacrifices" with added with the instrumental

  • @anonimy5237
    @anonimy5237 2 года назад +1

    כל אחד ממשיך להתקדם
    ורק בראש שלי "לאן הגעת?"
    כמו פאקינג "מרקו"
    כי אני'לא מוצא ת'דרך חזרה הביתה
    נמצא במבוך אימה , אני רק מחפש יציאה
    מוציא ת'רע בי החוצה, כי לטוב פה אין יצירה

  • @voelligbanane844
    @voelligbanane844 9 месяцев назад

    I know I chose to live like this
    but I miss the coastal view when we both just lived with our differences
    It was not the view but love that we shared that made it feel limitless
    and it's hard cope with hopelessness when it never was supposed to fail
    I've been feeling all down but I know it wont prevail
    Because I won't make mockery the one that did that is old as hell
    Now that's a joke to tell it's almost like I chose to fail
    But it's better to stand up after mistakes made provoke to bail

  • @Bobthecamel
    @Bobthecamel 4 года назад

    Lyrics
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    That nigga back from the dead
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
    Gotta run, gotta fly, gotta float
    Channels on top of the dresser
    Baby, you down, need to bless up
    Gotta watch how you address us
    Playing no games, no dress-up
    I got an idea
    'Less you wildin' out in my hood, dawg ain't right here
    Caption me as world nominated before I miss, yeah
    Let the AK spray straight before I'm finished, yeah
    As a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck a ho and miss, yeah
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Maybe that's what life is
    Ay, man, caveman
    Two drink, cave in
    Two blunt, ease up
    Booyah, leaves up
    Who care? Who there?
    Do what? Wake up
    The hell, happened
    We want, hands up
    Pay you, dare you
    Motherfuck, motherfuck
    Sister fucked, granny fucked
    System, get some
    Yeah, you, day two
    Yeah, you, you, you
    You a van, through the van
    Stripper, good Lord
    Top chi, not me
    Boy, please, whatever
    You next, to death
    To go, ooh, oh
    Who's that? Ring ring
    Your number, bang bang
    Callin' up, talk it up, move over
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
    It ain't Santa Claus
    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
    But it ain't workin', my
    Circle on fire like a circus now
    Around the same niggas I been around, so
    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (endorse my)
    Reggie lil' nigga from the North Side (North Side)
    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (poor sight)
    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
    Of course I (of course I), I divorce my (divorce my)
    Opinion on advance when you walk past
    (On bro, that shit groovy, I made it)
    Niggas pull strings like a guitar
    Guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers
    I'm a real soulful nigga
    Collared greens inside your speakers (yeah, yeah)
    Ferguson days on Castro
    Wasn't no cash flow
    But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
    I'm good for your whore, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
    Bloody sacrifices
    Yeah, ay, look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
    Today's shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
    I don't need nothing but one take
    I'm from the part of the city
    Where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
    Our politician a fuckface
    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
    We do it like a small town wager
    How I'm the dropout major
    Success stories, I favor
    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
    Tail picks, as-salamu alaykum
    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even playin'
    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
    Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtape
    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spiderman
    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the Boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words
    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

  • @prophet8833
    @prophet8833 5 лет назад +9

    Need changes instrumental bro ur shit Is fire🔥🔥

  • @christen2254
    @christen2254 3 года назад

    This is so dope.

  • @rcolston624
    @rcolston624 4 года назад +2

    when pops and moms gone dog
    im probobly gone log off for a long time

  • @DairangerSentai7
    @DairangerSentai7 3 года назад

    THIS WHAT GOD FEEL LIKE
    LAUGHIN' TO THE BANK LIKE "AH-HAA"
    YOU FEEL SOMETYPE OF WAY THENN

  • @judehawkes321
    @judehawkes321 5 лет назад +1

    I'm before this blew up btw

  • @largojoe4447
    @largojoe4447 3 года назад

    I fill the vibe

  • @kidblahzuh
    @kidblahzuh 5 лет назад

    Intro: Johnny Venus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
That nigga back from the dead, yeah
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
Try to run, try to fly, try to float
Candles on top of the dresser
Baby, you down, need to bless up
Better watch how you address us
Playing no games, no dress-up
I got an idea
Let's shoot Wild 'N Out in my hood, talkin' right here
Academy Award nominated performance, yeah
Let the AK spray straight for four minutes, yeah
That's a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck an ordinance, yeah

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose
Maybe that's what life is

[Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
Ayy, man, cavemen
Two drinks, cave in
Few blunts, ease up
Ooh yeah, please up
Who cares? Who there?
Do what? Wake up
The hell, heaven
We want, heads up
Hey you, yeah, you
Mother fuck, brother fuck
Sister fuck, family fuck
The system, get some
Hey you, day two
Yeah, you, you, you
You a vege', do the dance
Table, get low
Chopped cheese, knot knees
Boy, please, whatever
You next, to death
To go, ooh, oh
Who's that? Ring ring
Your number, bling bling
Call it up, chalk it up
Move over

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose

[Verse 3: Smino]
See a nigga in all red from the North with the pole
It ain't Santa Claus
Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
But it ain't workin', my
Circle on fire like a circus now
Around the same niggas I been around, so
Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (Endorse my)
Ratchet ass nigga from the North Side (North Side)
It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (Poor sight)
Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
Of course I (Of course I), gotta voice my (Voice my)
Opinion on that ass when you walk past
(On bro, that shit groovy, ayy)
Niggas pull strings like a guitar, guitar
G-Star jeans on my sneakers
I'm a real soulful nigga, collard greens inside your speakers (Yeah, yeah)
Ferguson days on Castro, wasn't no cash flow
But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
I'm good for your heart, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
Bloody sacrifices

[Verse 4: Saba]
Yeah, ayy
Look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
To they shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
I don't need nothing but one take
I'm from the part of the city where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
Our politician a fuckface
Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
We duel like a small town wager
How I'm the dropout major
Success stories, I favor
Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
Tell pigs as-salamu alaykum
You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even play him
I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtapes
I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

[Verse 5: J. Cole]
You can't be everything to everybody
I wanna be your lover, your best friend
Your Batman, Spider-Man
Fighter pilot shooting down your rivals and
I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
I wanna be the one that feel you up
On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
I wanna be the one to build you up
A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
Pull you under
Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
We done moved out to the boondocks
Built a big house, there he wonders
How somewhere along the way
He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
Say something crazy, they won't interject
Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
I be havin' to check myself
Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
I be havin' to spread my wealth
I used to be at the crib myself
7 years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
Where they bag up the raw
They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up north on the path of a star
And I ran into you like I met you before
Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing

[Verse 6: J. Cole]
Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
I'm crying while writing these words, the tears, they feel good on my face, hey

[Refrain: J. Cole]
And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
If I don't love you how I'm supposed to

[Chorus: Johnny Venus]
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

  • @Alex.Sunyata
    @Alex.Sunyata Год назад

    Big trip

  • @TreyyDaAcee
    @TreyyDaAcee 5 лет назад +2

    I was here 💯

  • @thedaniel3324
    @thedaniel3324 5 лет назад

    Another good job bro 👍 what software do you use?

  • @lightbeatz3709
    @lightbeatz3709 Год назад

    NICE

  • @operagraphiks
    @operagraphiks 2 года назад

    where's the acapella pleeeaaasseee ? love this one

  • @asylumsocietyy
    @asylumsocietyy 3 года назад

    i don't live in the past but yea it made me one shade
    harshly shaped me into a son as i sit in the sunrays
    reminisce on the darker days now brighter stays
    lookout on my view of the highs an lows in the highest ways
    taking everything for granted was my mistake
    i learn what not to go through from my mother an fathers own roots
    they sit an say told you, no body is old proof
    accept its a boulder that one day will roll you
    the young me dumb feet couldn't control my ways ending up falling 6 ft bad deep
    meet this girl so cold she driving around in a black jeep
    thought somebody actually want me but Humpty Dumpty i fell of the wall shit sweet
    learning curves drifting around the suburbs swift streeks
    all my old buddys played the system so into the game beep beep
    while im driving my life with hoping a direction i can see see
    but its so meek, i cant pay attention to mills when our world is so bleeped
    they br hiding info big reels got me thinking whats hiding for real
    surrounded by others im thinking outside of the box
    i look on all of them locked happy to watch the blood spill on the floor an pick up a mop
    clean it up prop an forget about love cause fear is the plot
    like a deer in your headlight you stop still an you dead right
    or you appeal to awaken anymove can be considered a fair fight
    i was taking the stairs cause while elevevating they stairs fly
    scarry times when you realize an uncarring side
    to people you thought were your family kind
    turn they back on you for there petty pride
    im living in peace unaffected by no madness unapologetically
    they hate me for telling the truth repeatedly
    acting like its heresy
    but im from god its hereditary
    but the devil has leveraged you all to defend him against me like im your enemy
    forever see i will forever beam untill im a light in the sky gone internally for eternity
    whats designed here is no remedy just infiltrated by evil peep the cracks an creeks
    back to sleep

  • @zijiedong5789
    @zijiedong5789 3 года назад

    damn... good shit my man

  • @calebhicksmusic5306
    @calebhicksmusic5306 4 года назад +1

    Remake 'Revenge' off the deluxe edition!

  • @constantine2731
    @constantine2731 2 года назад

    🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  • @ahmonntatum
    @ahmonntatum 5 лет назад +1

    🙏🙏

  • @alexvillarreal7806
    @alexvillarreal7806 2 года назад

    Is this the best version

  • @jaredhonusankrom
    @jaredhonusankrom 5 лет назад

    thanks dude

  • @samifezzani5205
    @samifezzani5205 5 лет назад +1

    😍

  • @DeAndreHampton
    @DeAndreHampton 4 года назад

    Words of a regular degular
    I had my head in the sky
    But it’s a foot in my ass.
    Hell of a life
    Thank you Uncle Sam
    Hell of a life in hell hell of a shell
    Do snails prevail when salty niggas stalking
    Welcome to Chamberlain
    Hell of a shell
    wilt need stilts
    for tall the talk is
    me talking
    life
    Wonderful wreckage

  • @kziruxx1412
    @kziruxx1412 5 лет назад +1

    Sabaaaa

  • @aarongarcia8680
    @aarongarcia8680 4 года назад +2

    4:00

  • @fredbanda5494
    @fredbanda5494 2 года назад

    👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾😭

  • @samanderson7235
    @samanderson7235 4 года назад +1

    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spiderman
    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the Boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words
    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey

  • @bucklingrelic1237
    @bucklingrelic1237 5 лет назад

    That nigga back from the dead
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
    Gotta run, gotta fly, gotta float
    Channels on top of the dresser
    Baby, you down, need to bless up
    Gotta watch how you address us
    Playing no games, no dress-up
    I got an idea
    'Less you wildin' out in my hood, dawg ain't right here
    Caption me as world nominated before I miss, yeah
    Let the AK spray straight before I'm finished, yeah
    As a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck a ho and miss, yeah
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Maybe that's what life is
    Ay, man, caveman
    Two drink, cave in
    Two blunt, ease up
    Booyah, leaves up
    Who care? Who there?
    Do what? Wake up
    The hell, happened
    We want, hands up
    Pay you, dare you
    Motherfuck, motherfuck
    Sister fucked, granny fucked
    System, get some
    Yeah, you, day two
    Yeah, you, you, you
    You a van, through the van
    Stripper, good Lord
    Top chi, not me
    Boy, please, whatever
    You next, to death
    To go, ooh, oh
    Who's that? Ring ring
    Your number, bang bang
    Callin' up, talk it up, move over
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
    It ain't Santa Claus
    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
    But it ain't workin', my
    Circle on fire like a circus now
    Around the same niggas I been around, so
    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (endorse my)
    Reggie lil' nigga from the North Side (North Side)
    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (poor sight)
    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
    Of course I (of course I), I divorce my (divorce my)
    Opinion on advance when you walk past
    (On bro, that shit groovy, I made it)
    Niggas pull strings like a guitar
    Guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers
    I'm a real soulful nigga
    Collared greens inside your speakers (yeah, yeah)
    Ferguson days on Castro
    Wasn't no cash flow
    But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
    I'm good for your whore, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
    Bloody sacrifices
    Yeah, ay, look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
    Today's shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
    I don't need nothing but one take
    I'm from the part of the city
    Where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
    Our politician a fuckface
    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
    We do it like a small town wager
    How I'm the dropout major
    Success stories, I favor
    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
    Tail picks, as-salamu alaykum
    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even playin'
    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
    Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtape
    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spiderman
    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the Boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words
    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?

  • @Tony-cr4or
    @Tony-cr4or 6 месяцев назад

    Her friends around but she's not around they looking at me funny like I'm a clown but they don't know what I'm about only herd what goes around what goes around comes around like a suround sound

  • @kaashuid
    @kaashuid 5 лет назад +2

    gj

  • @bigchungus9998
    @bigchungus9998 2 года назад

    What’s the bpm to this?

  • @joshuajenkins4878
    @joshuajenkins4878 4 года назад

    ❤️💚🙏🏽🏁

  • @nixck7511
    @nixck7511 5 лет назад +1

    just a loop not the whole instrumental

  • @DRU.03-.2
    @DRU.03-.2 5 лет назад

    Tryna send that ? Please?

  • @RobArnold94
    @RobArnold94 3 года назад

    bpm doe?

  • @whackytobaccy3316
    @whackytobaccy3316 5 лет назад +3

    Someone post a comment with coles lyrics lol

  • @beat1740
    @beat1740 Год назад +1

    Que joyita para poder sacar un tema llamado diamante

  • @guselevatorofficial654
    @guselevatorofficial654 5 лет назад

    [Intro: Johnny Venus]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    [Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
    That nigga back from the dead, yeah
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
    Try to run, try to fly, try to float
    Candles on top of the dresser
    Baby, you down, need to bless up
    Better watch how you address us
    Playing no games, no dress-up
    I got an idea
    Let's shoot Wild 'N Out in my hood, talkin' right here
    Academy Award nominated performance, yeah
    Let the AK spray straight for four minutes, yeah
    That's a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck an ordinance, yeah
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose
    Maybe that's what life is
    [Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
    Ayy, man, cavemen
    Two drinks, cave in
    Few blunts, ease up
    Ooh yeah, please up
    Who cares? Who there?
    Do what? Wake up
    The hell, heaven
    We want, heads up
    Hey you, yeah, you
    Mother fuck, brother fuck
    Sister fuck, family fuck
    The system, get some
    Hey you, day two
    Yeah, you, you, you
    You a vege', do the dance
    Table, get low
    Chopped cheese, knot knees
    Boy, please, whatever
    You next, to death
    To go, ooh, oh
    Who's that? Ring ring
    Your number, bling bling
    Call it up, chalk it up
    Move over
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose
    [Verse 3: Smino]
    See a nigga in all red from the North with the pole
    It ain't Santa Claus
    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
    But it ain't workin', my
    Circle on fire like a circus now
    Around the same niggas I been around, so
    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (Endorse my)
    Ratchet ass nigga from the North Side (North Side)
    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (Poor sight)
    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
    Of course I (Of course I), gotta voice my (Voice my)
    Opinion on that ass when you walk past
    (On bro, that shit groovy, ayy)
    Niggas pull strings like a guitar, guitar
    G-Star jeans on my sneakers
    I'm a real soulful nigga, collard greens inside your speakers (Yeah, yeah)
    Ferguson days on Castro, wasn't no cash flow
    But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
    I'm good for your heart, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    Bloody sacrifices
    [Verse 4: Saba]
    Yeah, ayy
    Look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
    To they shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
    I don't need nothing but one take
    I'm from the part of the city where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
    Our politician a fuckface
    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
    We duel like a small town wager
    How I'm the dropout major
    Success stories, I favor
    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
    Tell pigs as-salamu alaykum
    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even play him
    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
    Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtapes
    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    [Verse 5: J. Cole]
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spider-Man
    Fighter pilot shooting down your rivals and
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    7 years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up north on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    [Verse 6: J. Cole]
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words, the tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    [Refrain: J. Cole]
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

  • @zhorifjamali
    @zhorifjamali 4 года назад

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    That nigga back from the dead
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
    Gotta run, gotta fly, gotta float
    Channels on top of the dresser
    Baby, you down, need to bless up
    Gotta watch how you address us
    Playing no games, no dress-up
    I got an idea
    'Less you wildin' out in my hood, dawg ain't right here
    Caption me as world nominated before I miss, yeah
    Let the AK spray straight before I'm finished, yeah
    As a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck a ho and miss, yeah
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Maybe that's what life is
    Ay, man, caveman
    Two drink, cave in
    Two blunt, ease up
    Booyah, leaves up
    Who care? Who there?
    Do what? Wake up
    The hell, happened
    We want, hands up
    Pay you, dare you
    Motherfuck, motherfuck
    Sister fucked, granny fucked
    System, get some
    Yeah, you, day two
    Yeah, you, you, you
    You a van, through the van
    Stripper, good Lord
    Top chi, not me
    Boy, please, whatever
    You next, to death
    To go, ooh, oh
    Who's that? Ring ring
    Your number, bang bang
    Callin' up, talk it up, move over
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
    It ain't Santa Claus
    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
    But it ain't workin', my
    Circle on fire like a circus now
    Around the same niggas I been around, so
    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (endorse my)
    Reggie lil' nigga from the North Side (North Side)
    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (poor sight)
    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
    Of course I (of course I), I divorce my (divorce my)
    Opinion on advance when you walk past
    (On bro, that shit groovy, I made it)
    Niggas pull strings like a guitar
    Guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers
    I'm a real soulful nigga
    Collared greens inside your speakers (yeah, yeah)
    Ferguson days on Castro
    Wasn't no cash flow
    But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
    I'm good for your whore, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
    Bloody sacrifices
    Yeah, ay, look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
    Today's shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
    I don't need nothing but one take
    I'm from the part of the city
    Where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
    Our politician a fuckface
    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
    We do it like a small town wager
    How I'm the dropout major
    Success stories, I favor
    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
    Tail picks, as-salamu alaykum
    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even playin'
    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
    Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtape
    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spiderman
    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the Boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words
    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

  • @tugibreezy
    @tugibreezy 2 года назад

    🌹

  • @c4217
    @c4217 3 года назад

    1:45

  • @trachon123
    @trachon123 5 лет назад

    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spiderman
    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the Boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words
    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?

  • @Jcolecolej
    @Jcolecolej 5 лет назад

    [Intro: Johnny Venus]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    [Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
    That nigga back from the dead, yeah
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
    Try to run, try to fly, try to float
    Candles on top of the dresser
    Baby, you down, need to bless up
    Better watch how you address us
    Playing no games, no dress-up
    I got an idea
    Let's shoot Wild 'N Out in my hood, talkin' right here
    Academy Award nominated performance, yeah
    Let the AK spray straight for four minutes, yeah
    That's a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck an ordinance, yeah
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose
    Maybe that's what life is
    [Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
    Ayy, man, cavemen
    Two drinks, cave in
    Few blunts, ease up
    Ooh yeah, please up
    Who cares? Who there?
    Do what? Wake up
    The hell, heaven
    We want, heads up
    Hey you, yeah, you
    Mother fuck, brother fuck
    Sister fuck, family fuck
    The system, get some
    Hey you, day two
    Yeah, you, you, you
    You a vege', do the dance
    Table, get low
    Chopped cheese, knot knees
    Boy, please, whatever
    You next, to death
    To go, ooh, oh
    Who's that? Ring ring
    Your number, bling bling
    Call it up, chalk it up
    Move over
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, rabbit's toe, I suppose
    [Verse 3: Smino]
    See a nigga in all red from the North with the pole
    It ain't Santa Claus
    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
    But it ain't workin', my
    Circle on fire like a circus now
    Around the same niggas I been around, so
    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (Endorse my)
    Ratchet ass nigga from the North Side (North Side)
    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (Poor sight)
    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
    Of course I (Of course I), gotta voice my (Voice my)
    Opinion on that ass when you walk past
    (On bro, that shit groovy, ayy)
    Niggas pull strings like a guitar, guitar
    G-Star jeans on my sneakers
    I'm a real soulful nigga, collard greens inside your speakers (Yeah, yeah)
    Ferguson days on Castro, wasn't no cash flow
    But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
    I'm good for your heart, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    Bloody sacrifices
    [Verse 4: Saba]
    Yeah, ayy
    Look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
    To they shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
    I don't need nothing but one take
    I'm from the part of the city where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
    Our politician a fuckface
    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
    We duel like a small town wager
    How I'm the dropout major
    Success stories, I favor
    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
    Tell pigs as-salamu alaykum
    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even play him
    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
    Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtapes
    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    [Verse 5: J. Cole]
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spider-Man
    Fighter pilot shooting down your rivals and
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    7 years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up north on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    [Verse 6: J. Cole]
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words, the tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    [Refrain: J. Cole]
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you how I'm supposed to
    [Chorus: Johnny Venus]
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

  • @tiihazi
    @tiihazi 5 лет назад

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    That nigga back from the dead
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
    Gotta run, gotta fly, gotta float
    Channels on top of the dresser
    Baby, you down, need to bless up
    Gotta watch how you address us
    Playing no games, no dress-up
    I got an idea
    'Less you wildin' out in my hood, dawg ain't right here
    Caption me as world nominated before I miss, yeah
    Let the AK spray straight before I'm finished, yeah
    As a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck a ho and miss, yeah
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Maybe that's what life is
    Ay, man, caveman
    Two drink, cave in
    Two blunt, ease up
    Booyah, leaves up
    Who care? Who there?
    Do what? Wake up
    The hell, happened
    We want, hands up
    Pay you, dare you
    Motherfuck, motherfuck
    Sister fucked, granny fucked
    System, get some
    Yeah, you, day two
    Yeah, you, you, you
    You a van, through the van
    Stripper, good Lord
    Top chi, not me
    Boy, please, whatever
    You next, to death
    To go, ooh, oh
    Who's that? Ring ring
    Your number, bang bang
    Callin' up, talk it up, move over
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
    Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
    It ain't Santa Claus
    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
    But it ain't workin', my
    Circle on fire like a circus now
    Around the same niggas I been around, so
    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (endorse my)
    Reggie lil' nigga from the North Side (North Side)
    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (poor sight)
    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
    Of course I (of course I), I divorce my (divorce my)
    Opinion on advance when you walk past
    (On bro, that shit groovy, I made it)
    Niggas pull strings like a guitar
    Guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers
    I'm a real soulful nigga
    Collared greens inside your speakers (yeah, yeah)
    Ferguson days on Castro
    Wasn't no cash flow
    But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
    I'm good for your whore, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
    Bloody sacrifices
    Yeah, ay, look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
    Today's shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
    I don't need nothing but one take
    I'm from the part of the city
    Where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
    Our politician a fuckface
    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
    We do it like a small town wager
    How I'm the dropout major
    Success stories, I favor
    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
    Tail picks, as-salamu alaykum
    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even playin'
    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
    Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtape
    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
    You can't be everything to everybody
    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
    Your Batman, Spiderman
    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
    I wanna be the one that feel you up
    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
    I wanna be the one to build you up
    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
    Pull you under
    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
    We done moved out to the Boondocks
    Built a big house, there he wonders
    How somewhere along the way
    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
    Say something crazy, they won't interject
    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
    I be havin' to check myself
    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
    I be havin' to spread my wealth
    I used to be at the crib myself
    Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
    Where they bag up the raw
    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
    And I ran into you like I met you before
    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
    I'm crying while writing these words
    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices