bro unbelievable heat man

amazing bro

Flamed up let's go 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

fireee

Fiye 🔥❤‍🔥

91 bpm

nah you killed this bro

whats the key this is in its beatiful

yo these drums are crazy

My mind's a monument Seven mil' sightseers a year Triple 3's in Tokyo like Hachimura Like I received sacrament, I play it by ear F*ck a crashout, imma branch out I'll rebrand doubt, prayer hands out Strictly formidable All these blessings forseeable This wasn't overnight, built by my own fortitude Found out what it all meant, imma hit it right here (Dime) F*ck a stick, Give me a time switch (Swish) Show you how to make a moment timeless

🎉🎉 happy new years brother

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This is awesome

This is immaculate

Keep Inspiring A Brotha Splited 🔥

hard bro i love the sound selection

Bruh what’s the sample on the second beat shit goes hard sorry I always like to know your guys inspirations or samples used on beats

Aaaaaayeeeee 🔥 🙏 🔥 Blessings my brudda

Perfecto chillio 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Magnificent !

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Im choosing viloence i promise that anyone talking crazy can get all the smoke// So many layers like an artichoke, man im built diffrent and my art evokes// Niggas to think about shit that they say and the the shit that they doing// Im like an activitst starting a movement my life is amusing i welcome you to it/ Cooking up greatness i hope they consume it, ducking the fake shit yeah i just elude it// - dropping a song soon on my music youube to this. gotta finsh the part two verse.ill link it here

Yessir.... Reminds me of genuine happiness and good times. 🔥🙏🔥

fire 🤞

tell me how we swerve through the burdens and curves of the serpents riding this urban excursion, my nerves at the surface every turn is a sermon, the wheels preach the purpose street lights flickin’ like warnings the block’s full of curses tell me why the alley whispers secrets in code and the crack in the pavement’s a path that we chose the glass on the ash deflections of foes Tell me why my pops sold dreams but couldn’t buy me a plate, niggas was prayin’ on they knees, broke in a fiery state. I learned to make flips from the pills in my purse, But karma’s a bitch, now my pockets feel worse than a hearse. It's either confession or aggression when the pressure's applied, Then Three Calibers aimed at your temple like you testin’ my pride they say streets teach ya truth while sharpen your blade but all i see is niggas cutting throats with a switch blade hopin’ to feed they fates, or taste of rize when they get paid Why the hood raise boys into men on a timer, Then trade their future for a Glock and a silencer liner? We used to jack from the store, now we schemin’ for meals, packing calibers under teenage drills, who the fuck gon’ pray for us if all are fams dead? so if anybody gon’ have faith on us, we on yo head, cuz if this all we got and we flight stitched and bled me putting a light switch to my brain, if just me playing it safe all they “Eyes on me” and they light me with two packs/2pac All i needs jus peace, but they slice me threw beef, like i'm on new racks They hype me with loose facts, despite me, I move past, like the funerals in my streets, who's next, or who's last? Bullet proof vests and drug paths, that’s all niggas today try to duck till they end up trapped The world don't break even but it’ll break ya will in halves split through ya burdens like twins, leave one drink and one laugh and i been the former, the broken son that learned to borrow bought smiles on credit and payed ‘em tomorrow who gives a fuck ‘bouta flick scene, when yo whole act’s thin? How yall talkin’ ‘bout switches but your stories ain't clickin’? How y’all preachin’ ‘bout thugs with no substance, jus’ trickin’ if the beat’s a weapon, yall aint aiming for the mixing Cuz niggas say beats can twist minds, well….can they flip the clip? if the tracks the trigger, them am baslin’ off quick Saying nowadays lyrics are the bullets, and our brains the guns grip Then we shooting with precious that ain't gon’ miss How you pushin' laws but you can’t push a conscience? Swear they silent in the chambers, but the streets heard the violence. They puttin’ metal on our wrists like we some motherfucking jewelry, Same hands that sign the laws pull triggers so casually.

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Splitting image of his Father, Spitting writtens bout his karma coming cause he left his Momma, Spilled his soul out to his patna sipping liquor just to conjure up some truth like, “How could a man abandon someone who looks just like you?” His palms sweaty, voice heavy, fighting tears, he twenty-two years in without guidance in his career His older brother clear on how he moving fuck that nigga for a lack of better words Getting neck by chicken heads, obsessed with moving packs of birds Won’t be me, I’m getting out this bummy town I’ll get my Momma a new house She can retire safe and sound I’ll go legit a start a business Find a Queen then settle down Once the time comes I’ll have some mini me’s running around Then ill go and find that nigga and show him how he missed out He’ll either act like he don’t know me or get close just for the clout Shit either way Won’t let this cycle seal my fate This hamster wheel will surely break Todays the day that I’m deciding I’m not defined by this no guidance.

This going on the mixtape Fs 🤝🏽

C'mon

81 bpm

niceee

This beginning is sooooo hard u shoulda jus kept that the second part is good but that 1st beat is the one

I stumbled in, the neon buzz dimmed my sins Bartender grins, First round’s on me, he set it in, let’s begin got the glass on my grip, scenes cracking, split in twins sip the gin-liquid courage or liquid pins? just pour that liquor out, that i'd make yo self a solid take envisions out, walk without it, break yo mental wallet a thirst to call it, but we still recall it, but I ain't here for sermons jus to burn out my burdens truth sub-terms in bourbon, four dims, but the taste still feel uncertain A man slid beside me, dressed high-end Ivy, he ain’t there to invite me I had a glass of brandy, asked me to spare him a shot, but something wrong inside him Said his watch ticked heavy, but the time wasn’t ticking for truth Asked me how many tears it takes to repair the cracks of my youth i shrugged it off, life’s a dealer, shuffling pain for a raise but he called my bluff, said “Your hand’s been playing spades in the graves He pointed at my glass, said, you sip that the devil will pass but each swig’s a tax, and regret adds the interest fast- The world don't break even but it’ll break ya will in halves split through ya burdens like twins, leave one drink and one laugh and i been the former, the broken son that learned to borrow bought smiles on credit and payed ‘em tomorrow ion fuck with conf zones i stay on the edge of my seat niggas too busy seeking what to wedge on their reach I see a glass full of plums, yours is gassed up by leeches broke preacher collecting crumbs calling it features they feast off the meek, am flipping scripts on the teachers class dismissed- this pen rips thought they bleachers This patience ran thin am breaking they basics my angles ‘acute’ leave they ‘obtuse’ claim wasted yuh… they “truths” are illusions, cast down on facts niggas tryna mirror moves in reverse, but can’t reflect my tracks wax poetic on tracks, i melt mics on contact niggas playing Men in black, i leave hell’s contracts Jesus sent pressure and mass/En masse, but this someone else is Devils twist truth cuz heaven never felt His, they repel the impacts Act one, Verse One, my book’s inked in Celtic myths Let there be light- spark then lit the belt, Smiths

❤

How is my songs

Fire i will be purchasing this one for my third tape

92 bpm

Can u make the last part full

117 bpm

🤞 banger like always 🔥

161 bpm

☝🏾 #foshen

Youn Messiah nah just the one who always been higher/ L.o dont wanna stop the w this a spell/ i sting like ali/ i mean i lean not a mix of a drink/ only dirty sprite is Shirley/ argue bought it later least i did something right/ I only smoke bud dont think its something my lungs like/ expunge cause them charges light/ not here, thinking if dark charges light/ matter of perspective/ most intelligence is neglected Whats relviance clicks pause this quick on scrolls blind to the elders is/ miraculous but the devils wish/ hersld to death like thanos fist/

if you're seeing this it's a sign-don't stop, your music is about to pay off🔥

Fire

Crazy fam 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

day 2 of askin for a full version of the second beat🙏🏾

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