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Wrist froze Its too cold Just like my heart And my soul Baby dont ask me what im in

Love this beat

So 🔥 this beat

I been on my ktm drip hopefully I dont fall off

pills knocking at my door im finna let em in

i listen to this too often its gonna get old fast

HOPEFULLY I DONT FALL OFF‼️

Sounds just like it’s from fortnight From the juice area LOVE IT

"Empty Out Your Pockets" Empty out your pockets, I need all that Yeah, yeah G-Money said, "We need all the money, man" Pennies and all that With G-Money, if I don't care if he got a million in all pennies, I'ma be countin' Abe Lincolns all day Yeah, yeah, uh Empty out your pockets, I need all that I get the millions, then I fall back Niggas chameleons, they'll change for some change Days ain't the same, niggas switch for the fame Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag Get high, then my memory gone, I've been hurtin' I rock like electric guitars, I be ragin' Countin' big knots, look like yellow pages I run it like a race Get in the way, brodie got the aim To blow you away, the next day, you in the newspaper on the front page Prayin' for forgiveness 'cause it happened on a Sunday Back to the cash, rack after rack So many racks that I sag I just bought a bike, catch me doin' wheelies in the backstreet Like I'm from where Meek Mill be Put the "dead" in dead serious, you try me, then you will be On my wrist, it's a ICEE, no, it ain't melting Turn my closet to a freezer, AP on the shelf (Gleam) Everybody doubted me, they ain't give me no help (Please) So all this money in my pocket, I'ma spend it by myself (Self) I bet you never felt this pain I felt When mom ain't had no money and them bills brought hell That's when G-Money hit my cell Next day, would've fucked up and ended up in a cell Uh, oh, hell (Fucked up and ended up in a cell) Ended up in a cell (In a cell) Oh, hell Yeah, yeah, uh (Ended up in a cell) Empty out your pockets, I need all that I get the millions, then I fall back Niggas chameleons, they'll change for some change Days ain't the same, niggas switch for the fame Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag Get high, then my memory gone, I've been hurtin' I rock like electric guitars, I be ragin' Countin' big knots, look like yellow pages

Check out🔥

What kit is the loop from?

Nick cooked again 🔥

Best song on the album tbh

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Juice wrld new Song 😮😮😮

Good shit

LLJW

First instrumental after almost 2 years lmao. Arrangement might not be accurate, I'll update when the song will release on the 30th.

It's four in the mornin', the liquor is pourin' I know that you want it, and I know I'll be havin' you wet by the chorus You're pretty, you're gorgeous, Gucci and Dior, leave that by the floor mat Saw her in the club lights, she was with the drug life Found out the plug was her ex-boyfriend She know I'm with the drug life, she want me in her life Next thing you know, I'm her next boyfriend

Your welcome

you know me, two grams of the og dodgin’ all of the police bad b+tch doing cocaine on the tour bus, catchin’ a nosebleed keep that sh+t away from me, bad b+tch, you can stay for me bad b+tch, will you stay for me? told my girl, “pray for me” i go through too much, i don’t really give no f+cks i got my stick tucked, i hit a n+gga in the lip slide back just to shoot his b+tch i’ma shoot a n+gga like a fl!ck feel like darth vader, n+gga i’m yo’ father [verse 1] i go harder, die for this sh+t like a martyr pull up in a dodge, no charger all of my n+ggas they barging come through lookin’ like a squadron n+gga, i’m their sergeant n+gga, i’m a god, bow down, b+tch be modest yeah, i’m on top, gettin’ top from a b+tch, that’s yo’ b+tch? my fault, yeah talkin’ that sh+t, that choppa lеavе you on the sidewalk, uh i don’t rеally talk sh+t that much, i let my gun talk i sit down thеn i aim, let my gun walk [bridge] quick+scope, just like call of duty i’m in the cut, totin’ uzis i make a move with yo’ b+tch, no clooney i f+ck yo’ b+tch in the movies i don’t got time for a groupie only got time for the coochie i don’t f+ck with that b+tch, she got cooties

Can you make a version of the song with this beat

[Intro] Bitch, I'm mean (Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?) Mask on my face, they thought I was trick-or-treatin' (It ain't no Halloween, bitch) Bitch, it's easy Bitch (Uh) (Let's go, let's go, let's go) Uh, woo [Chorus] Draco on me, bitch, I'm mean, uh (Uh-huh) Mask on my face, them fuckers thought I was trick or treating, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Michael Jackson with the choppa, make it beat it, beat it, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Shooting like a soccer ball player, Derek Jeter, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) She gon' do the white, white, just like Justin Bieber, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Put dick in her mouth, she get hot, caught a fever (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Feel like it was yesterday doing drive-by's out that Regal, skrrt (Yeah, yeah, grrah, grrah, uh-huh) Ridin' 'round in that Regal, with a nine, no D-Eagle, uh (Yeah, skrrt, yeah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) [Verse 1] Shoot 'em while I steer, I was ridin' 'round illegal Rookie of the year, ballin' harder than any people Started shittin' on my peers, they said I would never be here (Uh) Now they tryna clique up, talkin' 'bout "Let's join 'em, we can't beat 'em," bitch (Uh) But I won't let 'em in, they want the drip, no seasoning (Oh) She doing coke on my key again (Oh), thinkin' she got the keys to win (Oh) Better do that coke off on this dick (Oh), chill, rock-star shit, chill (Oh) Rock-star kid (Oh) with that porn-star dick, yeah (Oh) Backwoods, no Swisher roll My bad bro, I don't even smoke No more, but these Percs are gold I take three, then lose control, let's go [Chorus] Draco on me, bitch, I'm mean, uh (Uh) Mask on my face, them fuckers thought I was trick or treating, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Michael Jackson with the choppa, make it beat it, beat it, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Shooting like a soccer ball, play it Derek Jeter, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) She gon' do the white, white, just like Justin Bieber, uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Put dick in her mouth, she get hot, caught a fever (Uh, uh, uh-huh, uh) Feel like it was yesterday doing drive-by's out that Regal, skrrt (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Ridin' 'round in that Regal, with a nine, no D-Eagle, ayy (Uh, uh, uh) [Verse 2] Lights, camera, action (Flash), ain't about that action (Yeah) These fuck niggas cappin' (Why?), oops, they be bappin' (Bitch) You know that it's brackin' (What's brackin'?) You pull up like Pampers, we shit on you like you're Pampers You fuck niggas better mind your manners (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) New Draco, I just bought it, I can't wait to use it, use it I treat that bitch just like a toilet, I'm gon' use her, use her These niggas beefin', type, type, type on their computer, 'puters She called me her hubby, not no Huffy, she ride it like a scooter, scooter Now her man is mad at me Gets more pissed off gradually Don't give no fucks actually If he tries me, a casualty [Chorus] Draco on me, bitch, I'm mean, uh (Uh) Mask on my face, them fuckers thought I was trick or treating, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Michael Jackson with the choppa, make it beat it, beat it, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh) Shooting like a soccer ball, play it Derek Jeter, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) She gon' do the white, white, just like Justin Bieber, uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Put dick in her mouth, she get hot, caught a fever (Uh, uh, uh-huh, uh) Feel like it was yesterday doing drive-by's out that Regal, skrrt (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Ridin' 'round in that Regal, with a nine, no D-Eagle (Uh, uh, uh)

thank you bro, used it for my remix - credited and tagged you.

Yo bro what sound pack did the drums come from and another for the main melody is that from a plugin or a soundpack as well? If you could pleaasee lmk man thank youuu!

Can you try IDK “the sad one”

Could u try takeover ft yachty

This beat magical gives me circus vibes that I like

legends all here

That chime noise goes hard on any beat like the old x and ski songs love it

Dont play with my gangsta put some respect on my name (on god) I told my ex I got rich now u want me to stay (ongod) ARP got heat seekers, you not getting away (ongod) Aint had my ak so he got poked wit a blade (on god) Blade blade blade Bloody blade blade blade Chrome hearts On my body wear dollar tees Now my money is getting older is going up as we speak Bae I gotta leave so please get off ur knees My bitch always ina mood she a real freak She said im a rich loner, Shorty heads worth a G I aint gotta Test it out This real heat Try to touch me you get boxed like mohammed ali Atp aint no way out this is real beef runnin up on me like what u thought wasGONNA HAPPEEN racing to the cake All these hoes im over lapping Gotta hide the plate if Im hoppin out the Aston They say nothin last forever but this drum is everlastin Dont play with my gangsta put some respect on my name (on god) I told my ex I got rich now u want me to stay (ongod) ARP got heat seekers, you not getting away (ongod) Aint had my ak so he got poked wit a blade (on god) You can get on court and ball with me but im not finna play with you I told my ex now I got money you want me stay with you Couple of thotties all up on my body Im not finna lay with you But if she get it in then im lickin that * Just like mango juice Esa shorty esta divina Get yo girl wet like she sippin aquafina Take her to da boat cuz she say she like tequila All my opps broke come and catch me at the theater Coming soon on yo ass Pause, sometimes i be going fast call my block da Hunger games Alive u wouldnt last Bro said let me take the G the only time i give a pass Chrome hearts On my body wear dollar tees Now my money is getting older is going up as we speak My bitch always ina mood she a real freak She said im a rich loner, Shorty heads worth a G I aint gotta Test it out This real heat Try to touch me you get boxed like mohammed ali Atp aint no way out this is real beef Try to touch me you get boxed like mohammed ali RUNNIN UP ON ME LIKE WHAT U THOUGHT WAS GONNA HAPPEEN racing to the cake All these hoes im over lapping Gotta hide the plate if Im hoppin out the Aston They say nothin last forever but this drum is everlastin

imma body dis shit

Yooo Ehwlos alright did that beat in 2020 called A Betterman by Ehwlos

Yoo lemme send u a song I made to dis ts tuff aff jus want the producer to hear ts 😂😂

You did a damn good job.

heyy juss uploaded a cover of this song! check it outt and thanks to the prod for the beatt (cred givenn in desc)

Thanks bro

[Intro] Ayy, huh‚ hey Baby‚ I'm too high‚ I don't wanna fuck no way (Way too high) Huh, cookie crisp, ooh (Ya' dig?) [Chorus] Baby‚ I'm too high, I ain't wanna fuck no way (I ain't wanna fuck no way) Bitch you got some nerve, claimin' that you know me (Claimin' that you know me) Nigga‚ you got some nerve, claimin' that I owe you (Got some fuckin' nerve) You ain't know the secret to the drip 'til I showed you, aye Fresh out the bank, run up on me and get hit with a bang, aye Drive away, he got crucified today, aye Don't cross me, you don't want smoke, aye If you're crossing my streets, better look both ways Bakar Breaks Down The Meaning of “Hell N Back” [Verse 1] Uh, got my cash up (Got my cash up) Tell them fuck niggas catch up (Tell them fuck boys catch up) Too bad they can't catch us (Too bad they can't catch us) He alone, he need backup (He alone, he need backup) Choppa back him up, he got his back to the wall (Choppa back him up) I just saw you kissing that bitch, she had her tongue on my balls (Tongue on my balls) I was in the xanax and percocets, she love adderall (I was in the the) She was knocking on my nerves, told that bitch to knock it off (Bitch, knock it off) [Bridge] Ayy, crossin' my streets, both ways (Bitch knock it off) You a broke nigga and I'm too paid, ayy (Bitch knock it off, yeah) Ballin' like a toupée (Just knock it off, yeah) Kick push-start shit Lupe [Chorus] Baby, I'm too high, I ain't wanna fuck no way (I ain't wanna fuck no way) Bitch you got some nerve, claimin' that you know me (Claimin' that you know me) Nigga, you got some nerve, claimin' that I owe you (Got some fuckin' nerve) You ain't know the secret to the drip 'til I showed you, aye Fresh out the bank, run up on me and get hit with a bang, aye Drive away, he got crucified today, aye Don't cross me, you don't want smoke, aye If you're crossing my streets, better look both ways [Verse 2] I ain't gon' lie, fuck me for this Dolce You can do me for the Dior next Thursday She sucked me at the front door, that's foreplay Left my condoms at the crib, but what am I to run for? I don't even run from niggas, that's what I got a gun for Too many fuck niggas in the world, that's what I killed your son for Try to intercept my money, dummy, then you done for All I care about is money, honey, I don't love whores Ayy, new gun I can't wait to use Bitches, I won't wait for you Hit him in his brain, now his shit look like baby food Bitch I'm not erasing you, I'm really replacin' you Bad bitch in my room, there's some things I can't wait to do Liquor and exotic hoes, I'm tryna live in the moment In the studio, my phone on silent, ho, I gotta stay focused Fuck with me and it get violent ho, violent ho Kill you then I fuck your bitch, vámonos [Chorus] Baby, I'm too high, I ain't wanna fuck no way (I ain't wanna fuck no way) Bitch you got some nerve, claimin' that you know me (Claimin' that you know me) Nigga, you got some nerve, claimin' that I owe you (Got some fuckin' nerve) You ain't know the secret to the drip 'til I showed you, aye Fresh out the bank, run up on me and get hit with a bang, aye Drive away, he got crucified today, aye Don't cross me, you don't want smoke, aye If you're crossing my streets, better look both ways

can i put this in a video if its low like copy right wise

bro ur a goat, all the remade instrumentals youve done are amazing, ❤🙏

Rap attack Damn Andy coming for the crown Keep your girl back Cause she love when I’m around She wanna take me down Play it cool baby you look like a clown But fuck it turn around Rap the same Name somebody that can rap the same Bars numbing your brain Andy spitting novacane You didn’t have to be rude I just wanted fame But now it’s fuck fame I wanna hear em say my name So now you know how aygee operate Lock pick the rap game really trynna confiscate Trynna get off my ass there’s a lot of guap to make You think there crazy well Andy gotta hotter take Rap attack Damn Andy coming for the crown Keep your girl back Cause she love when I’m around She wanna take me down Play it cool baby you look like a clown But fuck it turn around Slow down baby we ain’t done this shit for weeks Hold up baby not right now this the first the blunt of the week Zaza with drank this shit here done got me geeked Hungry ass vultures in the street I’m trynna let them eat Rap attack Damn Andy coming for the crown Keep your girl back Cause she love when I’m around She wanna take me down Play it cool baby you look like a clown But fuck it turn around Rap the same Yea Andy on that extra Aj in a different lane I hit the boof I never I mess up That Choppa stain like ketchup My buddy trigger happy he gon like up He living in the street That’s the opposite of me But I still see me when I look at him Late night kicking door midnight hoolgains Y’all talking bout bout a freind Same dude snitched on me and ate th bid They want to know my motives but I can’t let them in I dont have a gun I’ll punch you in your shit And when I get a gun it’s over buddy pleaded the 5th Drinker definitely not but that vodka have me seeing fizz Feel like the big drop I the drip Feeling like duke deenis I got the rizz

I just want money, nigga, yeah', like a bank I just want ya soul, I'll give you everything you came for, The demons in my head, taking off, like it's a race, This a players club, baby, we don't play no games, I heard that boy was talking, had to put em' in the grave, My mind be going places, shit, I really couldn't explain, I just wanna blow up, and get fucked up, in the game, The devil want my soul, shit, I dont know, let's play a game? Sometimes, I be feeling hurt, Pop a pill, baby, I don't want no percs, Big choppa, make a nigga lose his heart, It's in my name, baby, ima leave a mark, I'm fucking up, can't kick it, no martial arts, Uh-huh', told the devil "i could never play the part", Uh-huh', She the devil, and i seen it from the start, Uh-huh, wheres the devil?, i ain't see him leave the party, Uh-huh, beer pong on the table, no Jeff Hardy, Uh-huh, sent shots, so, they pulled up to the apartments, Uh-huh, Disbelief, you finna die, lets get it started, Uh-huh, got me rapping on these beats, going retarded, Uh-huh, I just wanna fuck, fuck love Keep it 1 hunnid, baby, I don't fall inlove, Might fuck around and put on OJ Simpsons gloves, Ha' Keep it a buck, don't lie, you outta' luck, Like a squirrel, baby, I just wanna nut, Told that hoe, fuck around, let's get drunk, I'm in the clouds, chilling with God, high as fuck, I'm going thru hell, with the devil, no fire trucks,

This instrumental so hard bruh

Late night, with the- Late night, with the boys in a foreign Yeah, uh-huh Late night, with the boys in a foreign (Skrrt, skrrt) Pick the hoes up and kick 'em out in the mornin' (Yessir) Uh, even brought a hoe home for my girlfriend (Yessir) She gave us both sloppy top, it was amazin' (Yeah-yeah) Pray to God, used to conversate with Satan (Uh, oh) Lost in confusion, I'll show you what a maze is (Oh, oh) My mind is a palace, don't got the blueprints (Oh, oh) Told them demons I got a new phone, uh, who is this? (Oh) Yeah, I'm global, yeah, a mogul Yeah, I'm loco, perc, no coco Fans on my nerves ask for photos In the airport rushin' to a flight, I was late for All of this a blessing though, to God I'm thankful All these drugs got me feeling like Allah, but I'm not close I remember a couple winters ago, the day's cold Doing drive-bys, grrah grrah, out the window On my knees, my hands fold Praying for some sanity, lost soul Wondering why my head's so gone Paranoid, so I got to keep a pole Fall to my knees, hands full Crying from insanity, lost soul Will I find some inner peace? I don't know Until then I'm numbing my thoughts all wrong Late night, with the boys in a foreign (Skrrt, skrrt) Pick the hoes up and kick 'em out in the mornin' (Yes sir) Uh, even brought a hoe home for my girlfriend (Yes sir) She gave us both sloppy top, it was amazin' (Yeah-yeah) Pray to God, used to conversate with Satan (Uh, oh) Lost in confusion, I'll show you what a maze is (Oh, oh) My mind is a palace, don't got the blueprints (Oh, oh) Told them demons I got a new phone, uh, who is this? (Oh) I got with a girl that help me get the picture, panoramic She told me that everything gon be okay, I shouldn't panic Proceeded to do her wrong anyway, typical man I apologize for my mistakes, they won't happen again All these other hoes, unimportant, irrelevant I ain't tryna remind you of that dude, that's in your past Also, I'm saying I'm sorry on behalf of my ex She gon' learn her lesson when she spend eternity in hell You the greatest thing that happened to me, no one can compare Your moans carry through the midnight air Feeling detached from myself, yeah, I'm so scared So imagine how it feels when you're not there I ain't gonna fuck it up, I ain't gonna You ain't ever did me wrong I need your love, I don't want it Lately, we been takin' way too much drugs, I don't condone it Let's just take each others hearts like property And fuckin' own it (Yeah) Late night, with the boys in a foreign (Skrrt, skrrt) Pick the hoes up and kick 'em out in the mornin' (Yes sir) Uh, even brought a hoe home for my girlfriend (Yes sir) She gave us both sloppy top, it was amazin' (Yeah-yeah) Pray to God, used to conversate with Satan (Uh, oh) Lost in confusion, I'll show you what a maze is (Oh, oh) My mind is a palace, don't got the blueprints (Oh, oh) Told them demons I got a new phone, uh, who is this? (Oh) Oh, oh Who this?, who this? (Oh, oh) Who this?, who this? (Soul) Who this?, who this? (Soul) Stupid, foolish (I know) Who this?, who this? (Soul) Who this?, who this? (Soul) Who this?, who this? (Soul) Stupid, foolish I know, oh I know, know, know, know, know, oh

THE SONG GOT DELETED ON UA-cam 😢

he was the chosen one.

This beat makes me feel so good bro idk how to describe it

Said she know my namee

What the heck type beat would this be?

Try ta rob me no way josé Crossin my street better look bof ways Totin my heat ya the shit be stainless Runnin man down bitch im armed and dangerous Wear a damn crown imma king i claim this Gotta damm frown fuck a smile cant take it You dont want smoke yuont want no heat If u want beef leave ya ground like meat Smokin on reef while i tote my nina Get on both knees when ya suck my weiner Sayin you'll leave go ahead dont need ya Gotta new bitch by the next night haha What i smoke on bitch i smoke on zaza Wake up roll up bitch imma rockstar Dont get me confused cause i couldnt be a rasta Bitch u go it wrong like its Vista la hasta Imma coke sniffin popstar Drug doin monstar If i dont die by the third then im not far If im not high by the first i dont want more Mixin codein with the percs then i fly soar I dont want no fat bitch thasa eye sore Take a pill like its magic now am i cured Try to give you my heart now am i yours Louis V the feet