SLOW MOTION (prod. ross gosage)

Don't Call Me When You're Lonely

a reupload to Cupid by pardyalone 

it showed not available in my country so I wanted to archive it. straight 🔥🔥🔥

Pardyalone - Cupid

Hold Me ft. C-Money Baby

NLE Choppa - GLIDE WITH ME Freestyle by Anella

GLIDE WITH ME (FREESTYLE)

Prod. Nextlane
#SCFirst

NEW MEDALLIONS

Stay protected imma roll with a battalion
My father been the reason I’m obsessed with new medallions
Love the finer things money counter got a callous
Beamer Benz or Bentley when I’m racking up the mileage
And I don’t wanna talk, so dawg stay away from me 
Cause it costs, what yall trynna take from me 
Been a boss, for long, so they hate on me 
And I know they moving shifty so I stay lowkey

Aye
Niggas know I’m gritty I be getting to the bag
How you talking like you get it, but allergic to the racks 
Give a fuck about no bitch I rarely ever get attached 
I just switched out that whip, last one I broke the dash
Aye
Gassed up my tank
Shh…
Tap the brakes
Uh
Niggas stuck in neutral with they hazards on they lame 
Told you I been stepping way before was seventeen
Now I’m scared of my reflection realist nigga ever seen
Now I'm moving different, vision sharper than a lens
Man I came up from the bottom, tell me why would I pretend
Fake love all around me, cut ‘em off like loose ends
Now I’m stacking up the digits calculating every win 

So you know I 
Stay protected imma roll with a battalion
My father been the reason I’m obsessed with new medallions
Love the finer things money counter got a callous
Beamer Benz or Bentley when I’m racking up the mileage
And I don’t wanna talk, so dawg stay away from me 
Cause it costs, what yall trynna take from me 
Been a boss, for long, so they hate on me 
And I know they moving shifty so I stay lowkey


Finna elevate my circle, only kings around my throne
Only strongest when the weakest link is never going cold 
From the burbs to the palace, they ain’t seeing what I’ve grown
Had to try to make it work man they dont know the shit I know
So I keep it to myself, keeping shit like 1 hunnit
I be running to the wealth, dawg I never run from it
All this green be for my health, money keep a clean stomach
Overflowing on myself, runneth over finna vomit 
Now I'm moving different, vision sharper than a lens
Man I came up from the bottom, tell me why would I pretend
Fake love all around me, cut ‘em off like loose ends
Now I’m stacking up the digits calculating every win 

So you know I 
Stay protected imma roll with a battalion
My father been the reason I’m obsessed with new medallions
Love the finer things money counter got a callous
Beamer Benz or Bentley when I’m racking up the mileage
And I don’t wanna talk, so dawg stay away from me 
Cause it costs, what yall trynna take from me 
Been a boss, for long, so they hate on me 
And I know they moving shifty so I stay lowkey

NEW MEDALLIONS [Prod. Nextlane]

This song is a mix of pop and country, perfect song for good weather and windows down, and easy to sing along to.

Enough Ain’t Enough - Junnior

prod. streaky
#scfirst

I got this conflict on my soul like “do I need it?”
The bridge that broke on me before ain’t breaking even 
And now these texts all on my phone like “why’d you leave us?”
I had to help myself do better for a reason
I left that deal up on the table got me thinking
Would I regret it is it something that I’m needing
I did this shit all on my own and still ain’t sink yet 
But still this shit be moving fast and I ain’t blink yet
Hopped inside the whip and I be swerving like I’m drinking
But really I ain’t focused I been stuck on overthinking
Some days man I feel like I be living for no reason
It feels like I’m floating in my mind I’m barely breathing 
But imma keep on holding on
Like nothings going on 
I know a lot relying on me just to roll along
I miss the days I had before I went and wrote this song
But I done way too much to fuck around and fold it all
Back then I would do this in my down time 
But now it’s therapy could never live without, I
Feel like I’m stranded and stuck up in a hole
On the road always question if I really chose the route right 
Man imma stay the course, ride the waves and take the fall  
And if it all goes south then I’m north above it all
Cuz I’ve been tested, broken, i still stand strong
And I know that shit regardless imma make it real far


But this weight upon shoulders feel like 7 plates large
And they pulling at my ankles saying please hold on
Had to leave the situation just to breathe cause my heart
Couldn’t take no more
Feeling like I’d fall apart
And it’s hard to see the faces of my father and my mom
When I’m lying to them everytime they asking what’s wrong
I’on like to be the reason that they think real hard
Cause they got it hard enough so I could never add more 
Look into the mirror ‘fore I leave for a long day
Recognize the fact it’s getting hard for me to part ways 
Life ain’t nothing sweet
I just wanna keep the peace
Take my family to a show the day I’m playing in the Barclays
Making choices on the regular, some be harder than others 
Stepping out of situations that show me I’m still above it
When I think I ain’t progressing I look back and  discover 
All the bullshit that i had to take is something i been growing from 


I got this conflict on my soul like “do I need it?”
The bridge that broke on me before ain’t breaking even 
And now these texts all on my phone like “why’d you leave us?”
I had to help myself do better for a reason
I left that deal up on the table got me thinking
Would I regret it is it something that I’m needing
I did this shit all on my own and still ain’t sink yet 
But still this shit be moving fast and I ain’t blink yet
Hopped inside the whip and I be swerving like I’m drinking
But really I ain’t focused I been stuck on overthinking
Some days man I feel like I be living for no reason
It feels like I’m floating in my mind I’m barely breathing 
But imma keep on holding on
Like nothings going on 
I know a lot relying on me just to roll along
I miss the days I had before I went and wrote this song
But I done way too much to fuck around and fold it all
Back then I would do this in my down time 
But now it’s therapy could never live without, I
Feel like I’m stranded and stuck up in a hole
On the road always question if I really chose the route right 
Man imma stay the course, ride the waves and take the fall  
And if it all goes south then I’m north above it all
Cuz I’ve been tested, broken, i still stand strong
And I know that shit regardless imma make it real far

Do I Need It? [prod. streakyy]

“FASTLANE” is a cold-blooded statement — built from motion, pressure, and silence.

Ten tracks shaped by grit, ego, and precision.
From “Cold Chain” to “Make It Work”, every bar moves like steel — sharp, disciplined, and untouchable.

The sound blends dark trap energy with southern bounce flow and lyrical control.
No chaos, no luck — just focus and coded rhythm.

“FASTLANE” isn’t about speed — it’s about mastery.

Cold Chain

Warhead

Mid Range (Prod. Bluebourne)

All inquiries email: bricbeats@gmail.com

@itsbri-c

Do I Need It? [prod. streakyy]

Bri-C