Відео

you have so much potetntial fr something new you dont think like others this is unique

Cold AF!!

crzy hard!

It’s a mess like always

Bro how you constantly make beats like this?🔥

BRO THATS UNBELIEVABLE OH MY GOD

fuk sumn type beat

Domo genesis Tb

yum

One of the coldest beats I’ve ever heard, recording and purchasing a lease soon

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Keep swaggin dawg. This is a nice chill voibe

Absolutely incredible 🫨

Insanely good!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥

I been making money since the first day I was born Ring Ring, delete the bitch from out the phone I don’t go out but I don’t ever go home Mo money mo problems, I wantin all the dough Mama told me “boy, you better keep your head fore you lose it” “People gonna hate but don’t let it get to ya” Rats gonna do ya cause you got the cheese Feds gonna shoot ya cause you got a dream The press gonna shoot ya, so keep ya privacy Don’t be the type to squeeze, just write and feed ya team Don’t hide behind a screen or hide behind sum lean The one knows he’s weak is stronger than any Hercules I been making money since the first day I was born Ring Ring, delete the bitch from out the phone I don’t go out but I don’t ever go home Mo money mo problems, I’m wantin all the dough I ain’t ever scared of no hell cause I got my angels Tell I’m em that I ain’t well Direct my life like I’m Orson A Touch of Evil and fuck the people who tell Goin door to door like a Mormon Bitches on my stinger, yeah, they’re swarmin I been making money since the first day I was born Ring Ring, delete the bitch from out the phone I don’t go out but I don’t ever go home Mo money mo problems, I’m wantin all the dough

This for members only 🤫🤫🤫

goga ultra!

love the sampling mannnn

Soooo fire

Can you please do a version that doesn’t fade out

This is truly amazing

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Wait til 2:39 for it to become good. Idk why i left unflipped version as the first pet u guys can cut it out

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Dahm

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Sry for silence ☠️

Sheeeesh pat and I going crazy with this one

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Sample?????????????

ебашит дай боже

worldwide steppers sample?

NICE SUICIDE BOYS SAMPLE

WTF MAAAAAAN WHY THIS SHIT GOES SO FUCKING HARDDDDDD

Can I use this on SoundCloud/yt?

That is awesome ❤ (I don't like to say nice words, but it's cool when someone do beats which they sounds like some artist. It's kinda rare on UA-cam.)

I’m too lazy making these

É o contraste que tras sentido ao que é, no sentido que contrasta com o que se busca ser, Que me permiti esquecer, Entre tanta coisa pra expressar, me expresso confuso, do intimo oque surge eu traduzo, difuso, do escuro me ouço, me auto questiono, respondo, retruco, discordo e no fim me faço de mudo, Engenharia reversa busca entender o funcionamento do que abre e fecha as cortinas da peça, oque me acalma e me estressa e o porque de no fim

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Sunglasses - jmanfym My Momma’s hidden in sunglasses Sudden flashes, some shit was just traumatic Too tragic, a Patek never remastered it Subconsciously plastered it Over every wall and ceiling, I seen the black square eyes Behind was trauma never realized My Momma’s image sterilized, She peeled her layers and I paralyzed “Keep rolling”, she kept rolling, think I’m losing air in mines, Used to patrol the Heights like I owned it My skin golden, got humbled under higher opponents, Thought I was High, I was held to be the Highest by closest Till she walked back that agenda, told me why promoted it My Black Trauma was White Trauma from my Momma Fight Trauma, she never had learned to fight trauma Her eyes sog up, the pipes clog up, she tried to author Experiences that might offer a slight comfort Or Explanation for the desecration, my Father’s lesser patience And why his exit was less than gracious I never knew a hand was laid, face pressed with makeup Sunglasses kept the scrapes up, even with less displayed Sun My Momma’s hidden in sunglasses Sudden flashes, some shit was just traumatic Too tragic, a Patek never remastered it Subconsciously plastered it

Back Tuck - jmanfym Niggas need to pack up, Moving with a stiffer, bigger stature, I’m into switching different bags up In this shit, no need to enter password Inna back tucked I keep it in the back, tucked I keep it in the back, tucked I keep it in the back, tucked Tuck from these niggas Jman fucking up a percentage Even their shoes that are custom are rented I’ll take the beef with no mustard or lettuce I gotta flex, got a muscular fetish I gotta flex out the love, it’s my essence Shit getting real like the Umpire said it Niggas was just striking, bet it, I run my bag home like the sunlight when setting Box braids and bubble butt my aesthetic I still get tongue tied, it’s precious I keep my raps tight, just how I’m Dreaded Jman, how did you fuck up a bag? How did that happen? Got so much to add She like me cuz I do toe touch, I’m ‘lax Niggas try strike, no hoe utter “pass” Niggas need to pack up, Moving with a stiffer, bigger stature, I’m into switching different bags up In this shit, no need to enter password Inna back tucked I keep it in the back, tucked I keep it in the back, tucked I keep it in the back, tucked

verry good

Fire

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Loose - jmanfym Got the spokes on the ‘Crete Walk back my soul in defeat Think the Luc’ got his hold on to me Think the Luc’ got his Hold onto me Hold onto me Hold onto me Hold onto me Under the wire, used to not live, I’d succumb to the fire, Now I sit in meditative stances, I love to be inspired You used to emanate enchantment, nowadays gotta segregate my chances, Put it in the High Spectator’s hands, Gen-Pop who I dedicate my rants to Shit used to be pen delayed ramblings, no rhyme, I wasn’t penetrating answers I was skimming top like a pebble skating lake crust Smelled the phony in depression laced statements As I scrolled thru all the mental waste spaces Solitude, I had yet to grace the fragrance, Had pride, had to get the brain straightened Way before I ever levitate-and-baked bread Needed dough, can’t domesticate that craving What I did was resuscitate my patience Cleansed thoughts, my head was laid in basin Blacktop, I hit pedal, never brake hit Got the spokes on the ‘Crete Walk back my soul in defeat Think the Luc’ got his hold on to me Think the Luc’ got his Hold onto me Hold onto me Hold onto me Hold onto me

More like this🔥

Real.

Young lean

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