https://open.spotify.com/track/0pg6XqSG2HQ7pD06ijqI3A?si=d7c3fa4363ab4c07

https://youtu.be/oBgizsv6Cu8?si=1wFg7lBGESnvnf5X

@braymm

moviee starr

Spotify

moviee starr prod brayam

https://open.spotify.com/track/4np6NKKXshGIA8vUeGocih?si=9845da0561764cfd

https://youtu.be/DefyBrUkS4Q?si=Apu1LTlYUF0s_c-P

@brayamm

japan

japan prod brayam

https://soundcloud.com/kurse11
https://soundcloud.com/fvckriv
https://soundcloud.com/brayamm

MOTION FT KURSE11 & RIV (PK & BRAYAM)

@caponeti
@seph
@eleventhirteen
@tera
@novastein
@brayam

[Intro: caponeti]
(Seventeen percent)
(Hey, Griffin, close that door)
You're a loser, you're a motherfucking bozo (Haha, I love you, brayam)
What I'm smoking on is strong and it's fucking up the ozone
They miss their shots when I go prone
Uh, y'all niggas not comp', need to go home

[Chorus: caponeti]
He don't want pressure, don't want no Paul Walker crash
Grab a tesla, cut it out, boy, I'm fed up
Bodies, bodies, put you on a stretcher
We hit a stain on you, then go listen to Kesha
Oh, boy, you messed up
Them hollows tips, they got you leaking, need a checkup
Pussy tryna come check somethin'
Nigga not finna check nothin', geeked 'cause he got a check, huh
And if you think that tick gone save you, it's a setup

[Verse 1: seph]
I'ma catch a body, they don't know that it's a set up
Big bag on me, gonna leave him dead, bruh
I been making money on my own that's why I'm flexed up
I think you a bitch, bro, you need to get a checkup
I got thirty on my waist, spending twenty on a headband
If he talking down, put a bounty on his head, man
Folding under pressure, so we fill him up with lead, man
Feeling like a zombie, I ain't talking deadman
 
[Verse 2: Eleven Thirteen]
Oh, you can't tell me I'll feel better
It's so dumb and I can't tell you
He gon' pull me over, I'ma drop paraphernalia
It's so fucked and it's so broken
I can't take it, put a Glocky right to his head
Feelin' fucked up, wish you were in my shoes instead
Copy, paste it, look around there's nothing else left
It's like everyday I'm not feeling right, fuck out my head
Yeah, go, go, go, yeah
She gone suck me while I'm dashing on the road
She a thot bitch, options, I'ma pull up, put one in his cock-pit
He not feeling good, pussy boy was feeling nauseous

[Verse 3: Terastic]
Wait, what? Go crazy leave his body in a coffin
When I take the oxycodone, feeling fucking nauseous
Bark, no bite, ugh, always fucking talking
Running to the bag, going fast, I'm not jogging
Why you always gotta bitch so much? Always crying like a bitch, boy
I feel like I'm seph, all my troops on deploy
I can't get distracted by no motherfuking decoy
Balling for the motherfuking city like I'm Leroy

[Verse 4: Novastein]
Walk in the store, if it see it, I'ma cop 'em
You don't make money nigga that's your fuckin problem
You niggas really be my sons, I popped the condom
And if he really got a problem, we can solve 'em
No, no more, no, no, no more
You niggas are weird, you beef through keyboards
I know it's hard, but watch it get harder
You niggas acting weird 'cause you never had a father
[Bridge: caponeti]
(Fuck is happening?)
([?])
(I have never heard you drop the F-bomb)
(You, I saw you)
(Slow down, [?], I'm gonna call the police)
(Uh, okay, why would you narc me out?)
([?])
Fucking up the ozone
They miss their shots when I go prone
Uh, y'all niggas not comp', need to go home

[Chorus: caponeti]
He don't want pressure, don't want no Paul Walker crash
Grab a tesla, cut it out, boy, I'm fed up
Bodies, bodies, put you on a stretcher
We hit a stain on you, then go listen to Kesha
Oh, boy, you messed up
Them hollows tips, they got you leaking, need a checkup
Pussy tryna come check somethin'
Nigga not finna check nothin', geeked 'cause he got a check, huh
And if you think that tick gone save you, it's a set
Bodies, bodies

Caponeti - bbodiez + Seph + Eleven Thirteen + Tera + Novastein (g Rippo + Brayam)

Caponeti - #ripbozo [cypher] (full)

OUT ON ALL PLATS
w/ @damiku
prod by @brayamm


yeah i could throw a hunnid bands
i wish i didn’t need ya
hah you a treesh yuh
ridin with my 3s yuh
hah new man and he prolly is a creeper
throwin hunnids in the air
cus my songs on repeat yuh
yeah i could throw a hunnid bands
i wish i didn’t need ya
hah you a treesh yuh
ridin with my 3s yuh
hah new man and he prolly is a creeper
throwin hunnids in the air
cus my songs on repeat yuh

yeah im in paradise 
yeah ive been with my bros
im getting bitches hella soaked
you better let me drive the boat
and im playing 
how you playin like a mf hoe
and these niggas have to cope
talkin down and you get blown
imma need a repeat 
you bein so creepy hah
and these niggas some clones
i swear these niggas wanna be me
yeah i been with my bruddas smokin hella tree
walk in my room know it reeks
this shi is something you cant see

need ya w/ damiku @brayam

*ROKKOUT EXCLUSIVE* @myr1e + @neitorokkoutt - acog (brayam n koir)

#lyfeofit
prod @brayamm

yea top the of the league, I'm the one they wana be
top of the league, and u know they cant fw me
I put it on everytime yea, I put my life on the line yea
and they cant fw me
they wana see me, they wana bnb
I cant even lie, I feel like rondo number 9 (08')
be scoring the ball, be scoring, assisting & throwing it all
be passing the ball, I hit my bro for 3 ball
and I dont really wana talk yea, I ran out of love yea
I dont really wana talk yea, you've ran out of luck yea
you ran out of love, ask me if I give a
yea you ran out of luck, now ask me if I give a
(I ran out, a long time ago)
I've ran out of f*cks to give, I can't even lie
been working overtime, its weighing on my mind
yea, I cant even lie

out of luck (prod @brayamm)

Produced by @brayamm
Mixed and mastered by me
Lyrics by me

Take a bullet with no armor on
I don’t wanna be the one you love
And I can’t cry no tears
Didn’t I make it clear?
When I said that I need you gone
You always try to tear a hole in my heart
Say farewell to my peers
If they don’t make it through this year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I cry my fucking eyes out when you’re not around 
Is it too much to say to you that I try to keep you out
We keep on falling
But I’m not falling for you
You keep on calling
Too bad, I’m far away for good
We keep on falling
But I’m not falling for you
You keep on calling
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah

Take a bullet with no armor on
I don’t wanna be the one you love
And I can’t cry no tears
Didn’t I make it clear?
When I said that I need you gone
You always try to tear a hole in my heart
Say farewell to my peers
If they don’t make it through this year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

armor

armor [p. brayam]

*ROKKOUTT EXCLUSIVE* @xxomm - ##facetime (brayam)

@brayamm

lyrics:
and lets go ya lets go
take a lil ritlin ya lets go
does it fix me though
i feel like a sqaure when i pop that tho
big dosey dose
big cadillac driving fast ya we in the snow
they still dont know us hoe
i was in the backyard reaping what i sow
and thats how it goes
ya thats how it goes

baby this lore deeper
and ill tell u all of it in this song with this demeanor
ya we off the meter 
and rhb is just on track to get outta here ya
erasing all your fears 
take a lil ritilin ya lets go 
doess it fix me thoo (nooooo)
i feel like a sqaure when i pop that tho
big dosey dose
big cadillac driving fast ya we in the snow
they still dont know us hoe
i was in the backyard reaping what i sow
and thats how it goes
ya thats how it goes

now i got orange in my nose
now im running laps ya i dont go slow
having mini heart attacks when you dont call my phone
hope your not busy when im coming home

and lets go ya lets go
take a lil ritlin ya lets go
does it fix me though
i feel like a sqaure when i pop that tho
big dosey dose
big cadillac driving fast ya we in the snow
they still dont know us hoe
i was in the backyard reaping what i sow
and thats how it goes
ya thats how it goes

goes (brayam)

⚔️🌱⚔️🌱⚔️🌱⚔️🌱⚔️🌱⚔️🌱⚔️
13 BLADEZ Track #10 Halo.exe
Produced By: Hellamase x Brayam

*Lyrics***

This song goes out to all of the haters
Shut the fuck up and go get u some paper
Get off of the internet and abandon UR lair
Keyboard lame you'll get X'd out by slayerz 

Had to balance out 
all of the negative emotions
Sometimes when I chill 
I roll up blunts of fuckin potent
Chillin right w me
 she's in my arms n yeh were floatin
This life is dream
I grab my weapons and I'm chosen 

Dark type slayerz
Fuckin making a scene
Bust a dance move
Kick it w the team
Bbby I don't care
If u fuckin leave
BeCause if ur real
Then youll always believe 

i just mind my business
And make all of this money
Walking to the bank
U kno I  fuckin run it 
Yeh I am so sweet
Just like a jar of honey
Now it's finally hot
Yeh it's fuckin sunny

Feeling all this heat
Slaying all dez creeps
Passion bout my needs 
I just want my peace
Love is all u need
Protection is the key
From my darkened days
Salvation set me free 

Had to balance out 
all of the negative emotions
Sometimes when I chill 
I roll up blunts of fuckin potent
Chillin right w me
 she's in my arms n yeh were floatin
This life is dream
I grab my weapons and I'm chosen









Halo.exe 🌱⚔️ Prod. Hellamase x Brayam

i like this beat

tag me if u use it or something

dm ig @ bray.uhm to buy cheap beats need mcdonalds money

i like this beat

genderfluid

@neito1 @aw3-football @brayamm @kkeepsake

@neitorokkoutt - mufasa + aw3 prod brayam keepsake

@NEITOROKKOUTT - NO HOLSTER PROD BRAYAM

luh nate rokkoutt
xx foreverr yungg xx
@rokkoutt

https://linktr.ee/prod_pk

@prod_pk2 for remixes/flips

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#stuckboys member 

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#e3
#slaughterrrcore

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