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FEEL GOOD

HxH (Hennessey & Honey) (Sped Up)

TMTK

Classic 2 Seater

Akilho - For The Night

test my love / who knows?

test my love

REAL THING

[INTRO]
Yeah… yeah…
Stack it up, flip it, watch it fall,
Droppin’ bandz, yeah, I got it all.
Hustle in my blood, ambition in my veins,
Every dollar earned, I break the chains.

[VERSE 1]
Came from the mud, dirt on my shoes,
Now I’m droppin’ bandz, they can’t refuse.
Mama prayed for me to get out the struggle,
Now I’m flexin’ heavy, pockets double.
Every hater watchin’, eyes full of envy,
But I don’t pause, I’m too busy gettin’ plenty.
From the block to the bank, I made my route,
Money talk loud,  now they scream and shout.

Stack it high, flip it fast, watch the paper spin,
Every loss I took just fueled my win.
They want my spot, but I earned my throne,
Droppin’ bandz like bullets, I do it alone.

[PRE-CHORUS]
They said I wouldn’t make it, I proved ‘em all wrong,
Every band I drop is a victory song.
From the gutter to the glory, my empire’s real,
Cash in my hand, now they feel the steel.

[CHORUS]
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, yeah, I’m livin’ this life!
Stackin’ my paper, cuttin’ through strife!
Money don’t sleep, and neither do I,
Every dollar earned got a story why!
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, ain’t no shame in my game,
Built from the struggle, now they chant my name!
Hustle in my soul, ambition in my heart,
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, this is my art!

[VERSE 2]
I remember nights with nothing but dreams,
Mama cryin’ softly, hearin’ my screams.
Now I pull up, cash thick in my hand,
Show ‘em all what it means to take a stand.
Every setback, every loss I felt,
Turned to lessons, yeah, my empire’s dealt.
I ain’t just playin’, I’m claimin’ my fate,
Droppin’ bandz heavy, while haters wait.

No handouts, no favors, just blood, sweat, pain,
Now my money talks, like a hurricane.
They can hate, they can talk, but I rise above,
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, fueled by love.

[CHOROS]
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, yeah, I’m livin’ this life!
Stackin’ my paper, cuttin’ through strife!
Money don’t sleep, and neither do I,
Every dollar earned got a story why!
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, ain’t no shame in my game,
Built from the struggle, now they chant my name!
Hustle in my soul, ambition in my heart,
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, this is my art!

[BRIDGE]
Every hater’s whisper, every jealous glance,
Fuels the fire, makes me dance.
Stack it taller, watch ‘em all fall,
Droppin’ bandz heavy, I’m above it all.
From the streets to the lights, this empire’s mine,
Every band a trophy, every dime a sign.

[OUTRO]
Yeah… droppin’ bandz, stackin’ dreams,
Made from struggle, tears, and screams.
I’m the maker, the shaker, the one they can’t touch,
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, I built too much.
Money in my hand, pride in my chest,
Droppin’ bandz on bitches, I’m the best.

Bandz on Bitches

FREE CB freestyle

I built this track out of static, paranoia, and cold adrenaline. It’s what happens when you stop running and start controlling the chaos. Everything in it—the glitch, the hiss, the crush—comes from that blackout mindset where you move like a ghost and hit like a code breach. It’s not for the clean or the careful. It’s for the ones who don’t flinch when the lights go out.

Blackout Protocol

BTA

Kier Ramar

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