𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

ℍ𝕖𝕪, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
ℍ𝕖𝕪, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
ℍ𝕖𝕪, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕?
𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕕, 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖, 𝕡𝕒𝕡𝕒, 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕕
𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕓, 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪
ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕟' 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕖
𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕖
𝕀 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖
𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟'𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖
𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖
𝔹𝕒𝕓𝕪, 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕥
𝕊𝕠 𝕗𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖
𝕀 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕪
"𝔹𝕠𝕪, 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟"
𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕪, 𝕀'𝕞 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟
𝕀'𝕞 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞
ℙ𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕒
ℙ𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕡𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖, 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕒
𝔾𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖
'ℂ𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕚𝕟'𝕥 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖
𝔾𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀'𝕞 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥
𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕒 𝔾𝕠𝕕, 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒 𝔾𝕠𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕤
𝔸𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟' 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥
𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣, 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤
𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕛𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕚𝕥 '𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪
𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝔼𝕆, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 ℝ𝕠𝕓𝕪𝕟 𝔽𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪
𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀'𝕞𝕒 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 '𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕞, 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝
𝔻𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕚𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕒𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝
𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕡𝕚𝕥 𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕟' 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕤
𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕦𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕨𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕠𝕟 𝕄𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝔾𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕤
ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟, 𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕠𝕣 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 (𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕙)
𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 (𝕟𝕒𝕙)
𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝔼𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕙, 𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕖, 𝕀'𝕞 𝕗𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕖 (𝕨𝕙𝕪?)
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 (𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪)
𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 (𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣)
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 (𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣) (𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪)
𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 (𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨)
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 (𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪)
𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 (𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨)
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 (𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪)
𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 (𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨)
𝕎𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟, 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟

𝕷𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖇𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓...

own brand freestyle (slowed)

adventure of a lifetime sped up + reverb

“Mask Off” serves as a “rags-to-riches” story that explores the surface of Future’s past, from trapping to living a life of luxury. The slow and syrupy production by Metro Boomin samples the 1976 song, “Prison Song” by Tommy Butler, which featured Carlton Williams.

The song went on to become one of Future’s highest-charting singles ever, peaking at #5 on the Billboard Hot 100. The song is also certified 8X platinum by the RIAA.

This song is sped up, this account is not affliated with any labels or the artist in context, Future.

Mask Off - Future (Sped Up)

Dinero - Trinidad Cardona (Sped up)

FROZY Kompa (FULL SONG) [She said she’s from the islands x don’t copy my flow x Trinidadcardona ]

kompa pasion x Kompa

Original Song:

MILLION DOLLAR BABY - Tommy Richman

MILLION DOLLAR BABY - Tommy Richman (sped up + bass boost)

Tommy Richman - DEVIL IS A LIE sped up nightcore

[Chorus]
She don't wanna strip no more, don't wanna hit that pole (Oh)
Hit my old plug, I get it in and go (Ooh, ooh)
Shawty owe me something, better pay your toll (Pay up, pay up)
I lick the spoon and I scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt)
Scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt), scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 1]
Like, did you get the memo?
She eat at out of the relay
I'm poppin' hella Skittles
Then I can solve your riddle
We'll smoke you like it's menthol
This dude is crazy mental
A suave, hood hеro
Got Johnny Dang dental
She's a nympho
She slobbin' on hеr pillow
Got chicken, Rob' De Niro
She's too gone and she can't hear you (Ooh, ooh, I know)

[Chorus]
She don't wanna strip no more, don't wanna hit that pole
Hit my old plug, I get it in and go
She don't wanna strip no more, don't wanna hit that pole (Oh)
Hit my old plug, I get it in and go (Ooh, ooh)
Shawty owe me something, better pay your toll (Pay up, pay up)
I lick the spoon and I scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt)
Scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt), scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 2]
Seein' way too many ones
I'm 'bout to throw some hundreds (I'm 'bout to throw some hundreds)
In that old life that you run from
Baby girl, keep running (Ooh, keep running)
It's pressure with me, sexually (Sexually)
Check my bank account (Ooh, ooh), it's precious to me
I got my anchor out (Ooh, ooh), I'm locked in your sea
You know you're my baby now, you're special to me
I bought you time, I bought you diamonds, you can keep the receipt
I got you down, I got you loose, I guess you owe it to me
Is you down or nah? Fuck around, find your spot
I get you lit, lit, drunk, trip
Watch me slip inside

[Chorus]
She don't wanna strip no more, don't wanna hit that pole (Oh)
Hit my old plug, I get it in and go (Ooh, ooh)
Shawty owe me something, better pay your toll (Pay up, pay up)
I lick the spoon and I scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt)
Scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt), scrape the bowl (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Outro]
And I sent her away
Pull out, sent her on her way
She don't wanna hit the strip club, no, no
She don't wanna go strip, no, no
She don't wanna go strip, no way

don toliver - no pole [ sped up ] lyrics

Trance x New drop (shakybeatz) - lofi

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Tommy Richman - DEVIL IS A LIE sped up nightcore

Necrosis