D1B Snxxp - Golden Child (Prod. Depo)

D1B Snxxp - "They  Know" (prod. JpBeatz)

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D1B Snxxp - "Takeover"

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Prod: Lavish
Mixing & Mastering: ViivekPatill
Lyrics:

Im taking time with this beat, because im speaking real.
When i be down, nobody help’ i keep my head up still.
So who would care, if i was fucked’ started poppin pills.
Nobody there, how they say’ but imma make it still.

Lately on my lone, all these battles’ i been witnessing.
I really wanna child, but these woman’ neva innocent.
Lyin to yo face, they gettin mad’ when u predicting it.
Smiling thru pain, all this hope’ it got me ticklish.

Im gettin lit, literally on fire’ i ain playin all yo games.
When you know got the power, but ain comfortable on stage.
Talkin to ap, i see nobody in his place.
I been dream chasing, hit that meek milly in the face.

Btcs played games, they ain see me in the greats.
Now it legal ass money, barely fitting in the safe.
Baddies tryna settle down, they was actin fake.
Now they tryna lounge around, always tryna make me pay.

(Chorus)
This my future, this is me’ this my bottom line.
Always gettin better, taking nothing’ thats below the line.
I’ll only sign,  if its 50 mil’ and im independent.
Im not for the streets, idc about my image.

If im doing good, flaws coming out like dishes.
They just wanna see me down, they dont wanna see me winning.
Grandma said be careful, dont be fuckin all these women.
So i dont vent, rather take my mic’ make you listen.

(Verse)
Said she dont hit, why she tryna fight me’ bout sum women.
Im not stupid, and you single’ i ain even trippin.
Kick her right out, i gotta block her’ from my mentions.
Gotta win big, i gotta get back to the kitchen.

Fixin on my recipes, seeing who can mess wit me.
Dont like parties, i heard clubs tryna message me.
My lyrics raw, all emotion’ sum of everything.
Not givin out a wedding ring.

Tried to do me dirty, but its money over everything.
Mental health first, but after that’ u gotta get the green.
I really shed tears on this song, it mean everything.
…Mean im keepin it a hunnit, struggling for sumn.

Given cold shoulders, wasnt old enough to cuss young.
I was a baby, fuck the moon’ nigga get the sun.
Remembering his voice, Tino had me like a son.
He Said pick yo life, you want the books or you want the guns.

(Chorus)
This my future, this is me’ thats my bottom line.
Always gettin better, taking nothing’ thats below the line.
I’ll only sign,  if its 50 mil’ and im independent.
Im not for the streets, idc about my image.

If im doing good, flaws coming out like dishes.
They just wanna see me down, they dont wanna see me winning.
Grandma said be careful, dont be fuckin all these women.
So i dont vent, rather take my mic’ make you listen.

https://youtu.be/VYRxw6EpjJQ

D1B Snxxp - Indie (prod. Lavish)

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Prod: BEATSBYSAV

Lyrics:

I remember screaming fuck the cops, shoutout tez uk know the movement boy its fuck who not.
Dontchaseboyz, we in 300’s and they movin hot.
Talk out yo mouth, we say it back’ we talk in bullet tops.

Always venting to myself…. why not confront the realest.
When i was down nobody helped, now they say im acting different.
Another reason im alone, i ain mean to hurt her feelings.
 put yo hope into yourself, only put it in yo spirit.

Sometimes im paranoid, so i cant even ride alone.
I swear the glock yo bsf, you better hold onto it strong.
Headed down the dark path, but it pay off on its own.
Imma live to be the greatest, and put it on my soul.

Only doin it for me, give a fuck a right or wrong.
In this song im cuttin up, because im tired of no shows.
Yeah the digits comin soon, i dont bluff on makin four.
If you ain fwm cool, no dickriding when i blow.

Always hating so i put it on my kids, when i spend a hunnit dont be askin for a pic.
When i drop a m3 on top a cat, shut the lips.
 And a c63 to match the color of my crib.
 




https://youtu.be/Uf-hMkQv0Qo

D1B Snxxp - Best Duo ft. M.I.A Mone (prod. BEATSBYSAV)

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Prod: BEATSBYSAV

Lyrics:

Manifesting not gon lie, it really turned me to the realist.
When you went thru all that pain, its gon have you feeling different.
Ain got no status, but its growing’ i just really want the millions.
Hottest topic in the building, hope my fans doing good.

Swear wit everything i did, i could be smoking on a wood.
Ik that karma on my back, but i got stuff thats gettin done.
I had to take a step back, i was a youngin seekin blood.
Its hella sad, was like 11’ when i fell in love wit guns.

Hangin wit the spirits, i been in a different world.
All my dreams been hittin hard, i ain fw the girls
 Back against the wall, im fighting back’ ain finna curl.
 When you downbad on yo ass, you notice’ it ain neva girls’ Gotta run it up.

Same niggas locking us in jail, out here having lunch.
killin all our people, for a block that ain bought by us.
Thats kinda stupid, but i grew up wit the action.
So i got the mindset, in self defense you better blast it.

Another mindset thing, you run it up’ and reinvest it.
Only trusted wit myself, ill make it out
Niggas wasnt down, when we layin in a drought
No doubt… same niggas askin for a handout.

Gettin off my ass, im feelin up again.
Ill get a hunnit mil, fuck a hunnit bands.
Tryna get down wit the guys, bring the hustle in.
Rubber bands, all legal’ know we goin big.

And i ain fw the hoes, they be on that shit.
I hold it down, they fuck it up’ they on they own again.
I be the realist that she had, put it on my mans.
I want sum kids, hoes tucking’ i ain playin in.

Dont fw blood, its very lil’ that i kick it wit,
I’ll put my money on a watch, before it touch a bitch.
Imma have a hunnit mil, befo im 26.
These girls mad, i left em out’ when i got rich.


https://youtu.be/Tv9capB6_rg

D1B Snxxp - 2Real (prod. BEATSBYSAV)

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Prod: 2S

Lyrics:
Too much drama, i be movin out the way (uhh).
Stayin to myself, block the all the hoes’ and get the pape.
Man I would’ve been off percs, if i couldnt handle all this pain.
Close range bang, i make the most of opportunities.

obsessed wit real estate, like lil nigga’ fuck the jewelry.
Stay strapped, stay back’ watchin niggas who be cool wit me.
Sayin all love, but this ain durk’ and u ain new to me.
I saw u snakin niggas, cuz they got a lil pape (uhh).

Talkin bout the money, but ain helpin me create.
Dont be askin me for money, when you see me outta state.
I been runnin round town, learning how to make bank.
Im still a savage, i was born as a hustla.

Scraping up change, i said enough’ and now we thumbing up.
Mentally deranged, from all the shit i seen’ comin up.
Im dumb enough, yeah im dumb enough’ to make a difference.
Wasnt down when we was low, now they around’ we got the chicken.

Im not even where i want, but im growin’ imma get it.
I ain got a lot of people, make it easier’ to split it.
She mad im nonchalant, she do to much’ i tell her kick it.
When its coming to these beats, i swear easier to spit it…. I found my niche.

Me and E than shut it down, it ain no joinin’ in the click.
I remember i was lame, now tell the haters rest in piss.
I remember i was lame, now i be fw yo ms.
Know i had to go crazy, i be speakin too legit (uhh).

Wrist not rocky, but the fit be icy (uhh).
Word around town, lotta nigga dont like me (uhh).
Every song slap, all they women’ wanna ride me (uhh).
Writin down raps, in god form’ like rock lee (uhh).

Writing down raps, I speak the truth’ in word of pain.
I been wondering in life, takin notes’ and all the game.
Now its time i gotta step, and let the people know my name.
Imma help the homeless, and depressed’ i do the same.

Not rockin now, watch em when the music take  a plane.
Ask about me, i lay low’ and keep a grip
Plenty long nights, when a heater ain exist.
I remember all the times, we ate ramen as a dish.
I just had to stay down, run around’ learn to win.

Ik ppl who be dwn wit everything, not even kin.
You gotta stay humble, make yo move’ never rush.
I den fell so many times, tryna hurry’ made it up.
Bruce lee, anybody in my way’ i hit em up.

Bruce lee, i ain see her in a while, we gotta kick it.
Tell her my bad, been otw’ yk i want it imma get it.
Now i got sum time, just gotta show me’ that u wit it.
But I’ll get back to the point, the premonition i been given.

Im bout to make it big, dont really care who not gon listen.
My music not for all, its for ones who feelin distant.
We dont get the same view, and im not givin out my vision.

Dan gave me the beat, like lil cuz u always spittin.
Not good with off da dome, yet he say i always rip it
In the kitchen, i be whippin, gotta get it how i live it.
Touch one of my bruddas, no mistake u goin missin.




https://youtu.be/-4m9re5FiG8

D1B Snxxp - Premonition (prod. 2S)

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Prod: 

Lyrics:

D1B we real niggas, we cant let yall in.
They tryna try out for the team, but all these niggas pigs.
Cut a couple goofies off, cuz they ain tryna win.
Lemme break yo door, we ain knocking bitch we movin in.

All of my people ride together, like we holding hands.
Dont know bout yall, but if he coughing than we spin again.
If bro swing best believe that i be jumping in.
I box so if he want the ones, he gon wish he dead.

…..thats a fact, i ain never gotta cap.
Everybody playin demon, till they homies get wacked.
Know i gotta make it out, i ain trippin thats a bet.
I been in my own lane, being quiet but who next.

Uh, i be spazzing on the beat.
Lately i been singing, uk rapping always heat.
They been askin for the sauce, so im givin all the tea.
Niggas camping like a game, better take it for the team.
 
Have em foaming out his mouth, but it ain listerine.
30 got a beam, i swear im so inlove wit glocks.
Ask nell im pressin niggas, got em runnin out they socks.
Imma senior got the pape, now older btcs wanna knock.
Every song slap, im spinning beats like its a top.

Swingin bullets at his head, he caught them hoes’ like randy moss.
Raised in detroit, like skilla baby’ knock it off.
I swear its money my on mind, i cut the btcs like a saw.
Ask pac i hit dem corners, in da genni wit da rims.

Dripped in all black like the reaper, call me grim.
I got haters, but the fam keep tellin me’ im droppin gems.
So i gotta run it up, you know im soon be makin M’s.
Gangsters move in silence, shoutout meeky mr mills.

I was playin on this beat, but erry song yk i kill.

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Coming out of "Detroit's" West Side, A young artist with a strong perseverance for what he gains to achieve. Welcome to the journey of "D1B Snxxp".

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