#loop #ronnyj #unreleased #leak #ronnyjbentruck #benttruck #trapstar #trap #hotsong #banger

Ronny J - Bent Truck (extended snippet)

Kelz Got Juice - Better Way (Official Audio)
Follow Me: https://www.instagram.com/KELZGOTJUICE
Apple Music/Spotify: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/kelzgotjuice/better-way
Merch: https://teespring.com/stores/juicemob
Business: trendykelz@gmail.com

Better Way

i feel like a Glory Boy babyyy 🗣
show some luv if u fw it 💕

→ recorded & mixed by me
→ produced by ASBO
-------------------------------
(Hook x2)
I'm bout to gooo
I'm bout to blowww
I feel like a Glory Boy babyyy
Cause I'm In My Gloooooo

(Verse)
Can't trust a soul and I put it on my soul
Gotta leave the city and leave everything I know
Thought you were my bro, why'd you switch on me tho?
Verbs louder than words and they always gon' show
I crossed out that bih
Put an X on that hoe
I left my imprint
Put a hex on that hoe
Airforce my footprint, got checks on me tho!
And they say they love me
No one checks on me thooo

But I don't really mind
I'd rather be alone and count this cash to pass the time
I'd rather roll another wood I'm smoking on some pine
I'd rather pour another cup I'm sipping out the pint

(Hook x2)
I'm bout to gooo
I'm bout to blowww
I feel like a Glory Boy babyyy
Cause I'm In My Gloooooo

In My Glo (prod. asbø)

Dezigner Addict (Prod. by Sologoinbrazy)

Frontline (Prod. by Whallex)

4ever (Prod. FLAWLESS)

Booted Up (Prod. by vvsmoon)

Brandon ThaKidd- Untitled (#30) (Snippet)

A vibrant Americana southern hip hop experience
the top billboard song ,  track opens with bright electric riffs and steady acoustic strums, set atop punchy bass and crisp drums. Verses blend twangy pedal steel and tight harmonies, while choruses expand with organ fills and bold rhythms. A rootsy solo lights up the bridge before an epic, layered finale.A trip-hop beat sets the stage with lush orchestral strings and atmospheric pads, building a cinematic intro. Trap hi-hats and 808s drive a deep, punchy Memphis groove. Southern rap verses flow with orchestral stabs, while explosive, gospel-tinged choruses break into dubstep drops and choral swells. Ghostly, soulful baritone vocals command, blending the grit and intimacy of a live gospel revival with dark R&B edge, layering live crowd responses and organ runs to evoke a world-changing, electrifying experience.

#157 "Woke Up Late" [country][HipHop][new music][trending][rap][chill][mood][pop][viral][persional]

Only 16

I hope this letter finds you, sir, I hope you have the time
Between the rallies and the ruin, to read this little rhyme
I'm writing from the heart of what you say you came to save
A land of quiet desperation, a half-empty, open grave
I have a simple question, if I may be so bold
For the prophet of the forgotten, with the palace made of gold
When you see the children in the cages, do you see your children's eyes?
Or are they just a currency of your acceptable lies?

Does the sound of all that cheering drown the sound of all the cries?
Does the loyalty they offer you feel like a sweet surprise?
Or does it feel just like a weapon that you've sharpened and you've aimed
At the heart of every single thing you secretly disdained?

Did you ever love this country, sir, or just the sound of your own name?
Did you ever see the people, or just pieces in a game?
When you talk about your greatness, and the paradise you've built
Do you ever feel the tremor of a nation's rising guilt?
And when you look out from your tower, at the smoke and at the fire
Are you proud of your creation, does it feed your soul's desire?

I'm writing from a town that has a brand new kind of fear
We were told the threat was coming, we never thought the threat was here
Inside the halls of power, with a smile and with a pen
Turning all our decent neighbors into your kind of angry men
You promised us a feast, but all you gave us was the salt
To rub into the open wounds and tell us it's our fault
That we are broken, that we're failing, that we've somehow lost the thread
While you were selling off the future for the voices in your head

Does the sound of all that cheering drown the sound of all the cries?
Does the loyalty they offer you feel like a sweet surprise?
Or does it feel just like a weapon that you've sharpened and you've aimed
At the heart of every single thing you secretly disdained?

Did you ever love this country, sir, or just the sound of your own name?
Did you ever see the people, or just pieces in a game?
When you talk about your greatness, and the paradise you've built
Do you ever feel the tremor of a nation's rising guilt?
And when you look out from your tower, at the smoke and at the fire
Are you proud of your creation, does it feed your soul's desire?

This isn't a rebellion, 'cause you've taken all the guns
And given them to fearful fathers and their nervous, angry sons
No, this is just a letter, from a place you'll never see
A quiet conversation between what you are and me
A final, simple question, that I need you to impart
Did you ever, for a second, have a single human heart?

Did you ever love this country, sir, or just the sound of your own name?
Did you ever see the people, or just pieces in a game?
When you talk about your greatness, and the paradise you've built
Do you ever feel the tremor of a nation's rising guilt?
And when you look out from your tower, at the smoke and at the fire
Are you proud of your creation, does it feed your soul's desire?

Man in the Gilded Tower.wav

ig: 1lilspaz 

https://youtu.be/zGLm11dA_fM

Frontline (Prod. by Whallex)

SpazZ

Recent comments

x

Related tracks