this is one of my favorites of yours no cap😭

Yasssss son!!!!! 🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️

drill beats are growing on me ngl

lyrics: 

First off thank you to SoundCloud, 
And masked gorilla now the heights are  unlimited

One of these days imma get out my slump and get right to the racks yeah I’m diligent

Might fuck around put a halo on top of yo head when I shoot these rounds infinite 

Just cuz your breathe is hot doesn’t mean you can spit fire you niggas annoying 

Float in this bitch I’m buoyant,Smoke this herb, Through the sky’s I’m soaring

Texting this girl named Marsha, might have to scoop in a whip named Roary 

Recently got a sudden surge of rap skills and now I think I’m invincible 

And I know some niggas out here be hating and stalking their lives are so miserable
Damn.
These niggas, down bad
And the, brodies 
Pulled up in a... scatpack
I’m not finna, clap back 

To argue I don’t got the energy

Slice you  up with a pink blade
I’ll Send you up to Meet The holy trinity

It’s funny when you try to distance yourself nigga flip and see you as an enemy

Was truly annoyed by your presence and chose to dip out I guess I’m the antagonist

I really do try to be peaceful as hell but this world isnt fit for a pacifist

And it sound like that hoe got some fye in his breathe slap it out of em you ain’t no dragoness

Go. Time. 
Niggas die at the drop of a dime

They hop on the wave like a Tide,
My flow cold as Sknow send a chill down your spine

And my minds running all of the time
I don’t got time to sit back relax or Recline

Really thought shit was sweet but you lied every time that she call guarantee I’ll decline that 
Aye, Feel like venexxi I make them hoes dance like that thing that he do with the hi hats

Aye, If you talkin deals them I’m gone need a lawyer before I think of tryna sign that

Aye these niggas worried bout me tryna fuck on they daughter bro where is yo wife at?

when you find out she hangin with roary and me then I guarantee 
You wouldn’t like that


Uh oh, you in a cuckhold

I eat the pussy that’s cat face 
Stucco

Caucasian dad, don’t try me bucko 

I’m the best overall nigga shoutout to vasto 

Your existence in general ruined my mojo 

That’s bad for the crib like a Popcorn ceiling 

Feel like I’m Lorde but I’m not from New Zealand

Double dash in the kart how the whip got to peeling

Lil Yachty Cortex Remix

Battle Cry

this song was made in the time signature 7/8
(Produced by https://soundcloud.com/obumo?_ga=2.29063292.1719496922.1628633667-216817594.1606598149 , a few synths at the end I added myself)
It's a different time signature so it's a different groove than normal but I'm sure you'll enjoy it!
Lyrics:
Am I worthless
used to feel like I'm a burden
all this energy I'm exerting,
It's helping me put this work in
 Now I'm walking with a purpose,
not a victim of inadvertence
no more playin' around I'm all in
not ready to close the curtains
I'm not giving up

Every day I'm wakin' up a better me,
was down bad back then but now I'm feeling free 
not finna let my past maintain a hold of me
if any nigga try me end up on a tee
No, I'm not playin',
rigorous trainin' like Rock Lee,
Bitch I'm the greatest, float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
uh, even if I end up failing get right back on my feet
uh, take my L's as a lesson I'll never admit defeat

Am I worthless
used to feel like I'm a burden
all this energy I'm exerting,
It's helping me put this work in
 Now I'm walking with a purpose,
not a victim of inadvertence
I'm not playin' around I'm all in
not ready to close the curtains
I'm not giving up (2x)
(1,2,3,4,5,6,7!)

7 - 8

7/8 (obumo)

Hurt Your Feelings (feat. Rafik) [REMIX]

Timebomb Ft. Smirk (Evan Dawkins)

SUPRISE!!!! 

got a sudden surge of inspiration and finally finished this joint, hope y'all enjoy!!!

Lyrics:
I’ve been null since the death of my pops

The Visions of his body every night need to stop

Feelin like the worlds against me but don’t got any opps

I’m just prayin this project I’m workin on doesn’t flop

Cuz I still wanna make him proud, wherever he is

He never said sorry for all the shit that he did

I never got the chance to do much outward reachin 

I can do this shit one handed nigga O’dell

Lime wire was puttin viruses in the Old Dell

Member that short period of living in motels

But still grateful to even have a place I could call Shel- (Shelter)
terpenes got me activated what’s that smell

gasoline I’m fillin up the tank of the Corvair

That’s old school shit, that’s old news bitch 

My momma raised me listenin to 90’s hits, and neo-soul side snares

But sometimes she would bump that hard shit from the Yay (Bay Area)

Shake yo dreads and get stupid Rest In Peace to Mac Dre

then she’d switch it up and bump Toni Braxton or Marvin Gaye 

Both my parents gave me all the talent I have today 

 you come at me sideways I’ll make your brain hard reset

way too good with computers I know what to do with this tech


Now extend the clip add a laser I’m increasing the specs

Look like your strap gettin to jamming like that shit bottlenecked

Okay Please Don’t pull that card before some shit that’s graphic happens to em

Any nigga working against me im fuckin blastin through em

Compared to my bros I bet that must move like molasses to em

GTA like Trevor in that Jag bullets I passed it to em 
(I love you I love you I love you)

I’ve mastered the art of blasphemy

 never force this shit it occurs to me naturally

niggas weak lookin atrophied 

Way too many kids is born into a life of bastardy 

Wont stop grinding till every verse I spit is a masterpiece

Tappin into many professions feel like I’m Master P

Cut em off and still kept it civil but now they mad at me

Talking bout  “I sonned yo ass you was a punchin bag for me”
The fuckin audacity 

A textbook example of taking kindness for weakness

 That brother was lost so petty grudges I refuse to keep it

A product of his environment, it’s clear he wasn’t gone be shit

it makes sense why his behavior was a-

(Maaan, fuck that lame ass nigga...)

Me and all my niggas goin psycho mobbing’

Finna make more angry shit so at my shows y’all can mosh pit 

No such thing as a limit there’s a line, imma cross it

Oh you don’t think I can increase the intensity nigga watch this

FUCK THAT nigga I’m pissed off

Keep showin that piss watch and I’m slicing yo wrist off

Think you the Royal Ice Master like you first name was Kristoff

But I hate to break it to you pussy nigga you big soft

Lil nigga you bitch made

Aiming straight for the ribcage 

You can Pray all you want but when I’m around you can’t get saved

The fangs Is poppin out like I glued teeth to a switch blade

Makin music till I die it’s just a bonus I get paid

Ciroc Literature (Champagne Poetry Remix)

a lil song I produced from one of the bro's mel's.

In A Foreign (prod me, qioh., 80.ymar)

Krispie

me and @imjacari on the cover lol 

my first attempt at jersey earlier today I decided to drop since it's been a while anyway, hope you enjoy! :)

lyrics:
young nigga fly as a jet, talking private
my niggas high as a bitch off exotic

She from LA and that bih got a body
(I don't know many women from the Los Angeles area yet)
fuck 'round and whip in that new Maserati
(I dont give a fuck about cars)

engine is purring it's on autopilot
Ms. Independent she don't need No Guidance

Pretty ass face but got way too much mileage
flooded my wrist now it's semi-aquatic
 
Damn, why you so rude?
Knock out the park how I'm battin' (Baton)
no Rouge

wade in the water I'm paddling through
roll me a blunt then it's back in the stu, okay

wildin like zaboomafoo
why are you asking who I belong to?

Im yours baby no need to let me know,
Just tell me when to go (x4)

(Woah)
Okay Let's go

Go 'head shawty do your thing
turn around and make it shake

could've sworn it was your birthday 
walking 'round with all that cake

Used to being on my own
she don't know why I need the space

She got tired of my shit 
said, "get the fuck up out my face."

Damn, why you so rude?
Knock out the park how I'm battin' (Baton)
no Rouge

wade in the water I'm paddling through
roll me a blunt then it's back in the stu, okay

wildin like zaboomafoo
battle royale bitch we takin your loot?

Im yours baby no need to let me know,
Just tell me when to go (x4)

(Woah)

Tell Me When (qulan.)

streets (prod. by oddwin)

no more autotune till i get a better one lmao

NOW AVAILABLE ON SPOTIFY

Hurt Your Feelings

Hurt Your Feelings (NOW AVAILABLE ON SPOTIFY!!!)

[HIATUS AGAIN (sorry lol)]
(pronounced Cuh-Lawn) 
Chronic Perfectionist.
I make songs, beats, vfx, etc... 🙌🏾
FREERE4LM
Goons Club
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prysm 🧿

Ciroc Literature (Champagne Poetry Remix)

qulan.

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