Bryson tiller no cap

Ok then ❤

And I'm gonna be high (Hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh) I'm a rocket man, I'm a rocket man, hey And I'm gonna be hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh I'm a rocket man (Hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh) I land by my side, different land for my kind (Thugger!) Spend ol' bands for my pa (Racks) Spend ol' bands for my mother (I'm a rocket man) Got a plan for my brother (hey) Chanel bag for my lover (hey) Fuck them ol' niggas, they ol' suckas (hey) They tellin' on one another I want a train, let's run a train (okay) If she wan' bang, then let her bang (hey) He said he bleeding, where the stain? (Where is it?) My bitch at the top of food chains (I'm a rocket man) They local, I don't even know the name (no) I been fresh since a kid, ain't never plain I just picked up a bag in Rotterdam I'ma whip out the MAC and pop ya brain I do what I want and shawty can't (Yeah) I do what I feel and shawty cannot I'm diggin', I digg and shawty layin' (Thugger) And all of the bitches say they digg that (I'm a rocket man) From Maine way to Spain (woo) All I got is a chicken for the thots (yeah) I take off like a plane And I'm gonna be high (super geeked!) Like a rocket man, hey, like a rocket man, he-ey! And I'm gonna be hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh I'm a rocket man (Hi-i-i-i-i-i-igh) High as a plane! From Spain to Maine, know what I'm sayin'? Damn On a private order (Yeah) I'm a rocket launcher (Yeah) You gotta be the pride of something (Bet) I walked out, Magic stumbling (I'm a rocket man, woah) I stumble upon a mil' (yeah) I stumble upon a million five I spent a fortune all on double seals If I tell you the numbers You'll probably cry (And I'm gonna be-) If I tell you you fake then you'll probably die These days if he say that he hit then he probably lyin' (I'm a rocket man, woah) If you say you got wings and some fish Then you probably fried (That's deep) Got my karats out of Bonnie & Clyde (And I'm gonna be-) She let me back in like she never cried She let me back in like I never lied I look like a cat with eleven lives I really kick shit you can ask a fly (I'm a rocket man) I'm steady chasing like I'm never tired I'm living scary like a haunted house Lil' mama sexy, I got butterflies, hey And I'm gonna be high (Hi-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-igh) I'm a rocket man, I'm the rocket man, hey! (Yeah! yeah!) And I'm gonna be hi-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-igh-igh, yea-yeah I'm a rocket man Hi-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-igh (Ye-yea-yea-yeaah, yeah, yea-ah) And I'm gonna be high I'm a rocket man ur welcome :-)

Hey I used it on IG and TikTok gave you credit

Sounds like a young drake ;(

Oil up NOW!

big ups

Moneybagg Yo - OKAY Ft. Future (Lyrics)

This beat is increasing and decreasing tempo midway

Another 5 years I will come here to know how farther La flame has gotten to the production

i love it

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Can I use this beat??

Cal-A keep it lit Baby come and catch these vibes (huh, huh) VVS diamonds I'll turn a bitch blind (huh, huh) I'm a real nigga baby you ain't gotta lie (you ain't gotta lie) Yeah I'm in yo' city but it's only for the night (only for the night) Bring that ass here baby slide (baby slide) I be in the clouds I be high (I be high) If you catch me in the foreign then it's mine (then it's mine) Can't please everybody that I love but I try (gang, gang) I, I be OT for that check (for them bands) I, I was down now a nigga blessed (thank the man) I, I been wit' yo' bitch gettin' neck (gettin' head) I, I leave a sucka nigga stretched (boom, boom, boom) My, my diamonds drippin' yeah they wet Gang, yeah these my niggas 'til the death (huh, huh) Chain, worth about 10 nothin' less (huh, huh) 7.62's rippin' through a nigga vest bitch I got diamonds on my neck I been OT I been runnin' up a check Let a nigga try me sendin' shots out this TEC Me and Lil' Sheik clutchin' 30 in them jets You know it ain't nothin' but a bag thang If yo' main nigga broke that's a bad day Niggas hatin' on the gang that's a damn shame I just want the money nigga fuck fame I, I been runnin' up a bag I keep a Glock 30 in the stash I can't date bitches wit' no class I can't date a bitch wit' no ass You know I'm wit' the shit ain't gotta ask it I leave a fuck nigga in a casket You know I keep them bands in the mattress You know we wit' that smoke it get tragic I, I be OT for that check (for them bands) I, I was down now a nigga blessed (thank the man) I, I been wit' yo' bitch gettin' neck (gettin' head) I, I leave a sucka nigga stretched (boom, boom, boom) My, my diamonds drippin' yeah they wet Gang, yeah these my niggas 'til the death (huh, huh) Chain, worth about 10 nothin' less (huh, huh) 7.62's rippin' through a nigga vest bitch

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WHT I'm supposed to do. Be more approachable Come from city where they kill one's close to Same niggas posting u Pullup to u for funeral Faking the emotional But they the ones who really put hit on u Your baby mama started fuck one them Now she got a kid by the nigga so she stuck with him Shook up my head saw it It made stomach sick Seconding guess self should up Blick We outside of the Publix Then I saw them pulling out the kids And Second one just him I was ot for couple years So I wasn't caught up to the new events Take place it city

You don't need repeat all the lyrics you need to give someone to put a verse on it edit please

This song whole faded takes u into a different dimension

hearing this again makes me cry... astroworld was the last thing to come into my life when i was somewhat happy with family and living :/ now im really depressed and just lost my girlfriend which she even admitted to never being inlove with me after almost a whole year. she saved my life... everything now is tearing me up mentally and i dont know how much longer i can absorb it. i dont have anyone to talk to. literally

Yeah, wow They not ready for my new shit Yeah [Verse 1] I want my baby to have your eyes I'm going against my own advice Should I do New York? I can't decide Fashion week was more your thing than mine I can't even lie, I'd rather stay inside I can't do suit and tie Can't be in one room with you and stand on different sides One thing at a time I have to learn to hide One thing at a time Emotions running high I wish you felt alright Prechourus: Just hitting my line All the time, all the time, all oooo- You stay on my mind All the time, all the time (oooo) [Chorus] It takes some finesse I seen you finesse He can't know finesse You stay on my mind [Verse 2] You and your sister Too hot to handle Things would get canceled I would make time for you Commitment Going the distance I'm new to all of this [Chorus] It takes some finesse I seen you finesse He can't know finesse You stay on my mind

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This song is nice he Killt this cover no cap

it reminds me of the gem sounds in Zelda

The producer who created this is a legend bro🔥🔥🔥

Nice beat

You FUCKin GOAT🐐💚🐍

1:05

This is so great With and without the rap lyrics part

Ich hab mich verloren in deinem Shit, die ganze Stadt hat mir gesagt du wärst nur eine bitch. Ich fall nicht darauf rein, ich will so nicht sein. Sei dir sicher du hast wirklich keine guten Freunde. Ich habe keine Freunde, die wollen nicht wirklich dass du etwas mehr erreichst. Das ist shit den du nicht weißt. Sag mir bitte nicht ich hätt mich selber so verkauft, und ich könnt dir vertrauen. Ich weiß wie du tickst, ja ich weiß wie du tickst. Deine Messer blutig, du bist nicht verlässlich, jeder außer dir ist hässlich. Glaub mir das verletzt mich, ich hab mich mit dir gesehen, du hast dich in mehr gesehen. Du kannst dir nicht eingestehen, wo du immer Fehler machst. Das ich mich geändert hab.

Count me in, Cole Right here? Nah, I'm here Yeah, bounce, bounce My boy, my boy My boy, my boy, my boy Yeah, right here Ay, look, uh, yeah, ok Concrete since day one Ain't no time to make up Ain't no time for that hoe Like baby, word to a cup Thank you for your services, invoicing all my haters Be sure to leave your armour and your women penetrated I give her back, I hate her Poof, get outta here I say congratulations, your old lady renovated You niggas lazy, my boy Why you hatin', my guy? You bought her Commes des Garcons She come and play with your heart I'm far from a popular artist One of the hardest, no less And I saw your woman, I call her low like a Cardigan sweater Call her whatever you want I got my revenue up In Beverly Hills, my ceilings like the Beverly Brothers Since day one, Folarin been the same one I came up in them gogos most of them was afraid of Now kill mo', say that Now kill mo', say that But when your wheel is a fortune, you near gotta say jack Don't be talking too much These niggas copy too much These niggas cardio crazy, chasing clout must be tough Fuck it, I wrote me, a dozen niggas got me fucked up I raise my hands and raise your family's casualties up I'm faded I'm playing These niggas don't be no gangster, they be playing it Extortion ain't dead, it just moved to the county Shoot them out the S-class, I guess you won't the problem I know every who and who and every who that I'm around And what you call a piece of mind, I call a picture for a bounty Hold up, yeah I'm in my luggage, in my luggage, hold up, boy I'm on the runway like I'm Duckie, hold up So tell me, who did it this big and who ain't 'bout to slow up? My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy Who gon' bring my crown to me? And who won' try to fuck with me? Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury Bitches going down, it ain't no catching up to me Yes, stepped in the building with my vibe on a million Slide on the beat like my God, I'm so brilliant All other rappers, put your pride to the side Try collide with the squad, turn your mob into corn on the cob You's a fraud, you's a thorn in my side I'm a knife in your back, I'm that turn of the knob When the boy from the corner come rob you And tie you up to something Now, stop with all that frontin' That big money talk should be reserved for those that got it But when you really got it, you ain't pressed to talk about it That's why I hear that capping on your raps and highly doubt it The game too crowded, I'm 'bout to get all the way the fuck up out it No if's, and's or but's about it 30 mill' on a deal depending on how the tour was routed I seen your watch when you first dropped, that shit was clouded Which means, you used to fugazi shit, fake it 'till you make it type I shoot through you crazy with hollow tips No holler backs, just how to raps I got a black to make sure every dirty dollar stacked Y'all aiming for the stars, bitch I'm aiming at your starter cap Run, nigga, run like a fucking black quarterback (uh) Stereotypical, but to hear me is spiritual I will bury you niggas and come and air out your funeral Have your homies on stretchers right next to Roman numerals IV's, IV's, it's the reason why nobody try me, try me Have a nigga screaming, "Lord, why me? Why me?" Cole did me grimy He took it too far, he treat them bullets like they Siamese Back to back, I clap like that's a wrap But no video shoots, just hoodies and boots putting your troops in Pine boxes I blew a million on white tees and Calvin Klein boxers This nigga silly My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy Who gon' bring the crown? My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy And who won' try to fuck with me? My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy Bitches going down, it ain't catching up to me My boy, my boy, my boy, my boy, my boy Who gon' bring my crown to me? And who won' try to fuck with me? Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury Bitches going down, it ain't catching up to me Who gon' bring my crown to me? And who won' try to fuck with me? Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury Bitches going down, it ain't catching up to me Who gon' bring my crown to me? And who won' try to fuck with me? Faded off the brown, she can't get enough of me I don't play around, ain't got that type of luxury Bitches going down, it ain't catching up to me

It's a shame, I really liked this song, but well recent events cause me to question if I should still be listening to this...

lol rip

This is beat is to fly...

THANK YOU FOR THIS

What the fck so trash

This don’t sound nothing like the regular beat🤦🏾‍♂️

Travis scotch tape

Feels like you’re riding through space, on another level

LOL HAHA

When I thought stargazing sicco mode butterfly effect were the best songs on the album I discovered this and now it’s my favorite off the album‼️🎧

One word... Masterpiece

hits different when u are stargazing and thinking about space

Bro I love this shit, keep up the work man 🤝

I want my baby to have your eyes I'm going against my own advice Should I do New York? I can't decide Fashion week was more your thing than mine I can't even lie, I'd rather stay inside I can't do suit and tie Can't be in one room with you and stand on different sides One thing at a time I have to learn to hide One thing at a time Emotions running high I wish you felt alright [Pre-Chorus] Just hitting my line All the time, all the time, all oooo- You stay on my mind All the time, all the time (oooo) [Chorus] It takes some finesse I seen you finesse He can't know finesse You stay on my mindYou and your sister Too hot to handle Things would get canceled I would make time for you Commitment Going the distance I'm new to all of this [Chorus] It takes some finesse I seen you finesse He can't know finesse You stay on my mind [Outro] You stay on my mind (stay) Stay on my mind Baby, you stay on Baby, you stay on Baby, you stay on You stay on Baby, you stay On my mind, stay on my mind On my mind, stay on my mind You st- On my mind, stay on my mind

damn

if i’m being honest i don’t know if you utopia can too this i mean some beats sounded fire for the franchise snippet but ion know we’ll see 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

Nostalgia

Just a loop, wtf is that structure? bad instrumental