Yeat - CC (No More Rollies)

Unreleased

Live Dis Lyfe

Yeat - Tie Die (Solo)

WTF 2

Every Month

Yeat & NGeeYL - Face (Extended Snippet)

Yeat - Backroads (EXTENDED SNIPPET)

Yeat  Backroads

“Money Flow” by Bassvoid is a dark, controlled trap track built around slow-bounce 808s, cold-city tension, and a hypnotic hook. The song blends heavy trap rhythms with a modern pop-rap edge, while subtle cloud-hop elements create a spacious, nocturnal atmosphere.

Lyrically, “Money Flow” focuses on attention, debt, pressure, and the quiet business handled in the shadows — a grounded narrative delivered with calm confidence. Perfect for late-night playlists, underground trap mixes, and anyone who likes their hip-hop minimal, gritty, and focused.

Lyrics:

People think the streets sleep.
They don’t.

Money flow — that’s where attention goes,
Eyes track numbers when the pipeline grows.
Hands stay ready when the payoff shows,
Move quiet at night — only real ones know.

Money flow — that’s where attention goes,
Keep talk short when the tension grows.
Focus on the grind till the whole thing goes,
Paid in full — yeah, that’s how it goes.

Deals get made with the phones turned down.
People talk loud but they slip when it counts.
A few disappear when the fee comes due,
And I watch their excuses get thinner on cue.

Nothing surprises me, I’ve seen it before.
Big words drop, but the balance is poor.
I don’t run after debts — I don’t chase noise.
I just remember the names and the games they deploy.

Signals flash when the plan goes live.
Keep your steps clean and your circle tight.
Stay calm when the room grows cold.
Pressure shows truth that the stories won’t hold.

Money flow — that’s where attention goes,
Eyes track numbers when the pipeline grows.
Hands stay ready when the payoff shows,
Move quiet at night — only real ones know.

Money flow — that’s where attention goes,
Keep talk short when the tension grows.
Focus on the grind till the whole thing goes,
Paid in full — yeah, that’s how it goes.

Back-room talks with the lights kept low.
Voices stay steady, nobody needs show.
People claim loyalty, but money is proof.
You can tell who’s real by the things they’ll do.

I don’t rush judgment, I give it a beat.
Patterns don’t lie — they repeat and repeat.
In the end, I move quiet, keep everything straight.
You get paid on time if you honor the rate.

If they don’t pay what’s owed…
the streets take note.

Yeat - Backroads (EXTENDED SNIPPET)

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