macedonian player

[Verse] Yo sit back let me tell you a tale Logged in with dreams but it’s turning to fail Garena on the hunt like a wolf in the night One wrong move man and they’re ready to fight [Verse 2] ID locked phone’s out of sight Shadow ban strikes in the dead of the night Logging in feels like Russian roulette Only takes one shot and you're done I bet [Chorus] Banned from the game they took my name Fighting the system but it's all the same Battle’s gone digital but my rage is real Lost in the code can’t break the seal [Verse 3] Caught in the crossfire can't get away Ping’s too high can't find my way Teammates shouting like ghosts in my ear Trying to play fair but I just disappear [Bridge] They got their rules and I’ve got mine Playing these games is a battle line Lost in the matrix can’t hear my plea All I want is a break for free [Chorus] Banned from the game they took my name Fighting the system but it's all the same Battle’s gone digital but my rage is real Lost in the code can’t break the seal

कभी कैमरा ऑन, कभी एडिटिंग रात भर, सपनों को पूरा करने का है ये सफर। कंटेंट बनाऊं दिल से, मेहनत नहीं कम, फिर भी कहे दुनिया, "भाई, ये क्या बकवास है सनम?" मैं यूट्यूबर बन गया, अपना जादू चला दिया, कभी ट्रेंडिंग पे आया, कभी डिमोनेटाइज़ हुआ! लाइक, शेयर, सब्सक्राइब कर दे, भाई, वरना चैनल ही उड़ जाएगा!

Out in the fields where the sun shines bright, Din’s got his farm and he’s workin’ all night. Macedonian roots runnin" deep in the dirt, Eggs by the dozen, man, he’s puttin’ in work. Got hens on the land, cluckin" all around, The rooster"s crowin", it"s a bustling sound. Cartons of eggs piled high to the sky, Din’s livin’ the dream, and he’s never shy. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din"s rollin" with hoes like he"s the man. Now they say Din"s got a way with his hoes, Not the ones in the barn, but the ones that pose. Girls on his side, they can"t get enough, With a wink and a smile, he’s always the tough. He’s got "em lined up, from here to the ridge, Macedonian heart, and they’re all on the bridge. Flirting and laughing while he collects his gold, Eggs by the thousands, his empire"s bold. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din’s rollin’ with hoes like he"s the man. He don’t mind the work, he don’t mind the grind, But Din’s got something that messes with his mind. Eggs stackin’ up and the hoes at his door, He’s just tryin" to handle it all, nothing more. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din’s rollin’ with hoes like he"s the man. So here"s to Din, the Macedonian king, Eggs by the ton and the love he can bring. With hoes on his side and eggs in the sack, He’s livin’ large, no lookin’ back.

Yo, Ryan, grab a seat—nah, better yet, grab a plate, "Cause I know you never show up unless there"s food up in your face. Man, you eat like it"s a sport, but you never hit the gym, Only reps you ever do is fork to mouth—again and again. Fridge door swinging like a DJ in the mix, You call it "meal prep," but it"s just six plates of Twix. Big Bite Ryan, stomach like a black hole, Leave a crumb? Nah, bro, you be licking up the bowl. You ain"t hungry, you just greedy, better face it, Got a loyalty card at every fast food location! Late night snacks? Nah, it"s a whole buffet, Wake up at noon, first words? "What’s to eat today?" Ain’t no leftovers when you step up in the spot, "Save me a slice" Ryan said, "I’d rather not." Even your shadow look like it’s craving a meal, You be eating in your sleep, that’s some real-life skill. Pockets full of crumbs, bro, where your money at? Oh wait you spent it all on a family-sized snack! Big Bite Ryan, stomach like a black hole, Leave a crumb? Nah, bro, you be licking up the bowl. You ain"t hungry, you just greedy, better face it, Got a loyalty card at every fast-food location! So Ryan, if you hear this, don’t get mad, just chew, Matter fact, here’s a burger do what you do. Just know, when it’s time to share, we all aware, Ryan’s got one rule: "I don’t play fair!"

[Verse - Woman 1] Stack it up high like a mountain made of gold Life is a game and I play it bold Diamonds on my wrist got stories untold Cash in my pocket can"t never grow old [Verse - Man] Got the greenback swagger rolling with my crew Flashing my wealth like it"s something new Drive a fast car paint it royal blue Money on my mind that ain"t nothing true [Chorus - Woman 2] Money hustlers we got no time to sleep Nighttime grind while the city’s deep Rich in spirit pockets we keep Chasing the dream we ain"t no sheep [Verse 2 - Woman 1] Dollar bills falling like a summer rain Got the bling all over driving them insane We write our story with golden ink stain We live for the hustle we love the gain [Verse 2 - Man] Play hard get paid flash that bankroll Throw that cash it"s good for the soul Living lavish got us on a roll Money"s the target that"s our goal [Chorus - Woman 2] Money hustlers we got no time to sleep Nighttime grind while the city’s deep Rich in spirit pockets we keep Chasing the dream we ain"t no sheep

Ghetto Boyz stuff, man, Money Is Not Everything** Ghetto free, man This what y’all asked for, right? It’s my turn now, man, I let y’all do what y’all had to do, you know what I’m sayin’? This stuff crazy, man Just think about it, though, Ghetto **[Verse]** Pulled a Maybach to the Greyhound, this my first day out He used to be the brick man, he doin’ burpees now I ain’t never cook the stuff, C learned me how I wake up and go get me some chicken like Thursday chow (*Forget the fire, we got grease*) It’s been a long time comin’, it was quick, though Sixty months in the feds, it wasn’t nothin", though Louis Timbs cost a whole pint of Trish O’s Rolls truck at the airport, I gotta dip, bro I got a bunch of stuff to do, it’s gon’ be quick, though I gotta check up on my girl, I’m tryna hit road We got a whole pint poured, we don’t sip fours I went to jail with tight clothes, now it’s big clothes I had a forty-year-old man callin’ me big bro A half a million in deposits, that’s for six shows Still on the same stuff, bro, keep squeezin’ ‘til the clip gone C got an eight, I got an eight, man, that’s a big pour I drank a hundred pints in jail, you can ask Sosa They ain’t never found my phone, I hid it in the lotion In a drop-head Ghost, the ceiling by the groceries Maybach two bucks, I’m puttin’ armor on it One day, I did some nonsense, I know my karma comin’ My cousin did some nonsense, now he not my cousin And I’ma keep it real with you, I ain’t rock with cousin I took a plea and did my time, I am not my cousin And man, if your daddy told, he is not my uncle Why would I buy a Hellcat when I got Brabus money? I told bro go to Flint and get a coffin for me He came back with a four of Act", it started talkin’ to me Come around on loose stuff, you gon’ get steamrolled We got Pai, Quagen, Tris, and some green poured When I got them first M’s, I put my team on I bought some cut work from bro and put some clean on it This dude thinkin’ with the money, put a fiend on him How you gon’ shoot one time with the Glock? Put a beam on it Hit the button on that thing, it be like, *Brrt, bap* Five people got hit, it got the hood hot Four dudes in a Trackhawk, I wish we would stop Man, Da Yung OG back home, I wish you would drop Money is not everything, it’s the only thing I went six hundred with Wafi and got only chains I was thinkin’ ‘bout bustin’ a Rollie, but the Rollie plain Was finna buy some drank from Snook ‘nem, but then my homie came I just did four years, I’m a lonely man Ten pointers in my Rio piece, I ain’t go to Dang Catch me screamin’ RIP Quanny at the Notre Dame The way she gave that love up, she don’t own a brain Make it thunderstorm in this spot, we control the rain Wayne fell asleep makin’ beats, I’ma go to Dame We went gold and they ain’t play us on the radio Baby mama messin’ up my mood, man, I hate that though Got some ‘za ‘bows for twenty-two, but they shaky, though Why you pass the tool to lil’ cuz? You know he shaky, bro Me and Lou in that TRX, we s

Sundown’s glow on the ocean blue, Cold drink sweatin’ like me and you. Some folks got style, some got heart, But man, you can’t fake being smart. I’ve seen bad calls, I’ve seen worse, But some folks got a lifelong curse. You can’t be more dumb than a mow ’tard, Tryin’ to cruise when the tank won’t start. Lost at sea with no regard, Yeah, you can’t be more dumb than a mow ’tard. Sails up high but the wind don’t blow, Still pushin’ forward when it’s time to go. Tides don’t care ‘bout what you say, You drift too far, you’ll fade away. I’ve seen smooth, I’ve seen class, But some fools just won’t learn fast. You can’t be more dumb than a mow ’tard, Tryin’ to cruise when the tank won’t start. Chartin’ a course to nowhere hard, Yeah, you can’t be more dumb than a mow ’tard. Easy livin’, play it cool, Don’t be the guy who breaks the rules. So sip your rum, enjoy the view, Don’t let the dumb take hold of you. ‘Cause you can’t be more dumb than a mow ’tard, And that’s the yacht rock truth.

Well, I’ve seen fools and I’ve met clowns, Watched some folks let the whole world down. But there’s a line you just don’t cross, When common sense gets straight-up lost. You can’t be more dumb than a motard, Tryin’ to ride fast with a broken heart. No map, no brakes, no clue where to start, Yeah, you can’t be more dumb than a Mow "Tard. He’s revvin’ up but goin’ nowhere, Thinkin’ life’s fair when he don’t care. Spins his wheels till the tires burn, Never learns, just takes his turn. You can’t be more dumb than a mow-tard, Runnin’ full speed in a junkyard. No map, no brakes, no clue where to start, Yeah, you can’t be more dumb than a Mow "Tard. Some folks run, some folks crawl, Some don’t think at all. So if you see one comin’ down the road, Say a prayer and take it slow. ‘Cause you can’t be more dumb than a Mow "Tard, And that’s just how the story goes.

Apologies for the confusion! Here’s the version with no dashes at all: Verse 1 Met you in the club, bass shaking up the room Had to shout it in your ear just to cut through the tune Told you you were handsome, caught the spark in your grin Didn’t know that night was how the chaos would begin Pre Chorus Blocked my line, then left me in the dark Days passed, then Valentine’s hit and you sparked Texted like I’d been the one to disappear Like you ain’t the reason I was never there Chorus I wanted you to choose, but I ain’t beggin’ for a seat If I gotta share the table, then I’d rather never eat Left you to the echoes, let you drown inside the noise I can’t lose myself just to be somebody’s choice Verse 2 Both Gemini, but you my opposite twin Two sides of the same sign, but we don’t blend You move like the wind, I hit like a wave I break what I touch, you just float away Told me you get me, but you don’t know a thing I’m a wildfire, you’re just playin’ with a flame Bridge Then it hit, every weight, every crack in my chest Built up in my lungs until there was nothing left Screamed through my teeth, let it tear through the air And you froze, wide eyed, like I wasn’t even there But you made this, pulled the storm outta me I ain’t crazy, just tired of never being seen Chorus I wanted you to choose, but I ain’t beggin’ for a seat If I gotta share the table, then I’d rather never eat Left you to the echoes, let you drown inside the noise I can’t lose myself just to be somebody’s choice Outro Let you play your game, watch the pieces fall apart I don’t double back, once I leave, I leave a mark.

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[Verse] Walking down the street with my hoodie on tight City lights flicker like a neon kite Pavement burns but I keep my cool Playing this game like a seasoned fool [Verse 2] Skyline's a jungle and I'm the king Pocket full of dreams with some bling Surviving this hustle takes more than luck Got my head on a swivel never getting stuck [Chorus] City lights calling they know my name Lost in the echoes of the fortune and fame From dusk till dawn it's the same old game I keep moving forward ain't looking to blame [Verse 3] Sidewalk stages for the ones who dare Every corner's got a story to share From ragged sneakers to designer shoes In this concrete maze we all got dues [Bridge] Graffiti whispers the truth untold In alleys where secrets unfold Hearing the rhythm of the soul in the night Every step is a battle every fight [Chorus] City lights calling they know my name Lost in the echoes of the fortune and fame From dusk till dawn it's the same old game I keep moving forward ain't looking to blame

Écoute les règles Tu vas être un bon collègue Écoute pas Tu vas pas être un avocat Ca cest pourquoi Tu écoute a toutefois Si tu écoute les règles Tu peux avoir une corvette Si tu écoutes pas Tu vas avoir une honda Si tu aime pas les règles Ou si tu aime les règles Ça c'est ok Mais juste souvient que Si tu écoute les règles Tu peux avoir une corvette Si tu écoutes pas Tu vas avoir une honda