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DUBAI -World is Mine

On 'Finish Late', Bahri delivers a razor-sharp 4-track EP packed with grit, confidence, and late-night introspection. With slick bars, moody production, and a hunger that cuts through every verse, this project captures the grind-it-out mentality of chasing dreams with no shortcuts. From the first beat to the final fade, 'Finish Late' proves that showing up late doesn't mean showing up last.

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DO IT (TWERK SONG)

RELLY GUNZ - SLAT (ATL EXTENDED)

SwizzBlicky - LitBuddy

"Wounds of Eloquence" is a dark and introspective journey through personal transformation and the untold power that comes from embracing silence, letting go, and finding alignment within oneself. Transcending conventional boundaries of time and circumstance, reflecting on the difficulties of severing emotional ties and confronting the inner cost of growth.

Wounds of Eloquence

It wasn’t easy.

Saying goodbye wasn’t easy. 
Cutting the ties wasn’t easy. 
Wiping my eyes wasn’t easy. 
Paying the price wasn’t easy.

The future is now, 
Not a care in the world. 

Moving in silence, 
Refining alignment. 

Actions speak louder than words, 
Obscuring the views. 
Heights overlooking the city,
 Conducting energy— 
Power found in divinity. 
Not confined by time, 
No doubt in my mind.

Wounds of Eloquence

Y’all on the block but y’all making no money y’all lil niggas standing for nothing, uh uh

Nigga got head tapped trynna buy rick he got banished to PORTERVILLE for it come on

Reimbursments, new endorsements im in the trap house made me a fortune
FMJ hit em’ that shit scorching 

Rubberband on the magazine lil brudda torch em
She done played with this shit now it’s time for extortion
Them 808’s bang in yo ear that’s distortion 

Bag on his head cause I put shit in order
jump off the top ropes no Randy Orton

Nodding off the in the back this hoe said I ignored her
Swerving the Trackhawk so damn much, I really think it’s gon need an alignment

(Keep Steppin, Keep Steppin)

I ain’t cliqueing up with any rapper don’t give a fuck ‘bout an alliance
and I’m clutching the pack so it don’t get intercepted I feel like a motherfucking tight end.
Y’all on the block but y’all making no money y’all lil niggas standing for nothing, uh uh

Nigga got head tapped trynna buy rick he got banished to PORTERVILLE for it come on

Reimbursments, new endorsements im in the trap house made me a fortune
FMJ hit em’ that shit scorching 

Rubberband on the magazine lil brudda torch em
She done played with this shit now it’s time for extortion
Them 808’s bang in yo ear that’s distortion 

Bag on his head cause I put shit in order
jump off the top ropes no Randy Orton

Nodding off the in the back this hoe said I ignored her
Swerving the Trackhawk so damn much, I really think it’s gon need an alignment

(Keep Steppin, Keep Steppin)

I ain’t cliqueing up with any rapper don’t give a fuck ‘bout an alliance
and I’m clutching the pack so it don’t get intercepted I feel like a motherfucking tight end.

Y’all on the block but y’all making no money y’all lil niggas standing for nothing, uh uh

Nigga got head tapped trynna buy rick he got banished to PORTERVILLE for it come on

Reimbursments, new endorsements im in the trap house made me a fortune
FMJ hit em’ that shit scorching 

Rubberband on the magazine lil brudda torch em
She done played with this shit now it’s time for extortion
Them 808’s bang in yo ear that’s distortion 

Bag on his head cause I put shit in order
jump off the top ropes no Randy Orton

Nodding off the in the back this hoe said I ignored her
Swerving the Trackhawk so damn much, I really think it’s gon need an alignment

(Keep Steppin, Keep Steppin)

I ain’t cliqueing up with any rapper don’t give a fuck ‘bout an alliance
and I’m clutching the pack so it don’t get intercepted I feel like a motherfucking tight end.
Y’all on the block but y’all making no money y’all lil niggas standing for nothing, uh uh

Nigga got head tapped trynna buy rick he got banished to PORTERVILLE for it come on

Reimbursments, new endorsements im in the trap house made me a fortune
FMJ hit em’ that shit scorching 

Rubberband on the magazine lil brudda torch em
She done played with this shit now it’s time for extortion
Them 808’s bang in yo ear that’s distortion 

Bag on his head cause I put shit in order
jump off the top ropes no Randy Orton

Nodding off the in the back this hoe said I ignored her
Swerving the Trackhawk so damn much, I really think it’s gon need an alignment

(Keep Steppin, Keep Steppin)

I ain’t cliqueing up with any rapper don’t give a fuck ‘bout an alliance
and I’m clutching the pack so it don’t get intercepted I feel like a motherfucking tight end.

stand for nothing

run yo mouth (prodbybenz0)

theSYSTEM, often abbreviated to The System, is an American hip hop collective from Chicago, Illinois

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