Just Breathe

One In The Chamber

Grand Turismo

Use It, Don't Abuse It

subtitles. [prod drex]

covid test [prod. neverforever.]

double dutch [prod. neverforever.]

stained glass [prod. neverforever.]

32 hours [prod. neverforever.]

unravel [prod. neverforever.]

RECYCLED [prod. pradarenzy]

ghostofatlanta [prod. Nahncenz.]

Pink Flower Interlude v2

How Ya Been?

How Ya Been? (feat. Ariano)

How Ya Been? (Instrumental) [feat. Ariano]

All Or Nothing (feat. Ariano)

MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/ryU5kdmEut8

Simon Says [prod. Lito] - T.R.3

2 EA$Y (PRETTY HARD) [prod. Qyung Beats] - T.R.3

Facts (Right Now) [prod. TrapKitty] - T.R.3

Tay K [prod. TrapKitty] - T.R.3

only you can save you. @tr3world
LYRICS:
Every city get cold in the winter time
I'm in a city where season don't change
We Cold-hearted
24
Been on go
Since 7
At 9 I had a 9 tucked in
Buying dimes by 11
The streets taught never get caught sleep
Street lights keep me warm like it's vitamin d
D in her mouth like it's vitamins, see
This oral healing, just don't bite when you speak
Sex with the words
Stimulate how you think
man its all to distract take it all when you blink
You think that you clean then you bound to get inked
Like free tats And you know Them bullets coming like free tax
Jackpot, nigga now you bankrupt
livin by the pay stub
cant even stumble on a check when yo stomach rumbling
now they mumbling to fuck up your subconscious
and they sponsor the demons and monsters that privileged with power
this is the last hour devour your ego
dont eat at the table that siphon your people
the past & the future
this just the midevil
i walk with the light leave you blind with the sequel
im maxed out like keeble
your energy feeble
i fickle your mind
make it change like the coins
cause the lust and the money you just cant avoid
its void when you leave this space and time
leave a whole that you once use to fill with vibes
no heart till a nigga turnt 24
now im stuck tryna make another 24
take that face that
imma make some more
cause you know i whip the heat when the world get cold
i been dealing depression in the darkest whole
but i never told my secrets to another hoe
its like im married to this music
where the ring at
like when i hit it good i expect you to swing back
i been grounded but nigga i got my wings back
no red bull
i see green and i seize that
step in the room like Jan where the weed at
never disappoint
old rules with a new pack
we can shoot the one if its just me and you jack
nigga we aint friends
im the plug like a new jack
dont get your cap pilled back
for this new crack
i been in my bag tryna stuff in my new craft
nigga got a stash in his sleeve
for the make believe
turn to a tree so i know when a nigga leave
all gonna fall
stakes high
this my season
but i dont beef
cause i make the world a better place when i dont eat it
how the hell you say you value life but you conceited
like you ya own downfall
you ya own needle
you are the ancestors that you pray to
not being literal but literally i mean it
we gotta break the code so we make it out the sequence
and Don't end up defeated

Cold-hearted [prod. rarebowy]

Rage Freestyle [prod. Tagliatore]

made your next move precise. @tr3world
#IMG

Pandemic Freestyle [prod. Scorpio Prodz x Johnny Minds]

Inspired by "TPAB" by Kendrick Lamar @tr3world
Beats from Taabi's latest tape "Stayup": https://taabithewonderer.bandcamp.com/album/stayup

LYRICS:
PT.1
If you plan to live look me in my eye
I need one that's real and that's down to die
If you popping pills just to see the sky
Go ahead take off the mask with I
Had to go and hit it sober just see the signs
Hey,
Find a peace of mind to hear the voice inside
Hey, I been waiting for time at the finish line
Didn't dial up what's inside just to get declined
Supersaiyan energy
They say I'm using Kai
Pocket full of white face like I through a pie
Cause sometimes you gotta reach to connect the dots
And sometimes you gotta reach for the other Glock
2x
I'm like dex
Lab up in the back
Everyday I fucking wake up
I know I'm blessed
I just did a feature for a stack so now it's nothing less
Never been known to play no sports but know imma catch
Every fucking check that's coming by
I passed go for this
Monopoly when I was kid
My takeover was too legit
I was in the back of the class
headphones n shit
Now I'm at the top of my class
And I'm owning shit
And they think because I'm spitting dope that I'm on the shit

PT.2
out the coffin shit
saving heavens
slaying demons
offing baphomets 
save yo threats blessed and anointed by the hands that sponsored this
mama told me im the only one she'd hide a body with
kept my sisters close and in the back while i take over shit show you that this shit is rigged
god just had to send the kid
take a bet and place a bid off the bib dont feed the fear
hot but aint no fever here
corona aint no drinking here
pray i see it sober cause i saw for this
somewhere out here puking up desires but anonymous
pyromaniac
i got the glow and cant stop lighting shit
darken my complexion so you think im always starting shit
crashed into my destiny  
cant shake it like im parkison 
so i keep a still like a image when im poppin shit
moving lowkey so only speaking only a silent tip
i pay for every syllable you niggas cant afford the clip
this gun talk is clear
clearly over your head
give you your warning now you well and ware

PT. 3
passing a fist through the wall full of baggage 
anger is making it harder to manage 
feel no emotions my heart got a callus 
1st time on tour & a virus turn malice
at 24 i envisioned accountants
 but see im still counting 
i had to reroute it
see at 1st i didnt believe in the magic 
then i looked back at the past like what happen
this the aftermath of a glass when its crashes
shards of my heart on the ground as they stab feet
i let her run all over like stampede
house in my soul
ran away with the damn key
left a nigga open now im stroking every damn thing
searching for a high when im low like a damn feign 
wishing i could go back in time & fix everything

you said youd never let me go
you said we dont do that shit no more

PT. 4
flip the switch
thanking god that i can cut on my lights
its a circus in this circuit they misusing the light
abusing the fight
confusing the sight and end shooting at the wrong target 
aint that how this all started 
genes filled a small cottage
parents were the 1st college
got hooked on hate and lost all knowledge
and you aint got the Rite unless you all Scottish
no it aint something natural
we was all taught it
dont lose your mental
youll be psychotic
die tonic
spoke illusions in this world but you died honest
body falling slow in cadence but the sound sonic
how ironic
how i run 
its quite stunning
so let me dim down the flash on niggas thats still stunting
you cant flex all your chains if you aint changed nothing
like how the fuck you gone sell your soul but not gain nothing
a piece a paper still paper when the reaper coming
laugh now cry later when you leave with nothing cause my God is need B
My spirit buzzing

"HOOD POLITICS" the short story [prod. Taabi.thewonderer]

LYRICS: 
I told them niggas don't dick ride
Ain't no switching sides
Killed Ahmaud (Arbery) in the streets
That's another black life
Then distract us with a fucking rat
Typa shit is that
Fuck Corona
We gone off the mask
Future in the past
Slide slide in the A thuggin
It get rugged
They drop but I ain't hearing nothing
You ain't buzzing
Pandemic
don't get stung
Cause you know them Hornet's coming

Six nine wasn't saying nothing but y'all love it
Fake woke
How many times do we die and we share it?
That shit is a scape goat
How many times you rely on the government cause without 'em you stay broke?
How many times did you show up with nothing and still eating at the table?
I chose to disconnect
You still living, so bitch be grateful

We gone take this shit back
Nigga where you want to start
I got Freddie (Grey)
Michael (Brown)
Atlon (Sterling)
Walter (Scott) living in my heart
My real name TreVon (Trayvon Martin)
That shit hard to live with
When everybody out here making jokes like I been dead n shit
I promise God that while I'm living I'll keep pressure on they neck
I ain't cashing out on demon time with my trump check
Tryna build legacy to keep my children in check
You only yelling at your dad cause you ain't had your nap yet

Are you dumb, stupid, or dumb,
Huh?
Don't identify with any of that shit above
Cause I'm black, smart and free
Huh?
Looking at me stupid cause I prove that we ain't dumb

u know what time it is @tr3world
#IMG

6IX9INE - GOOBA (Freestyle)

LYRICS:
Lets talk about the kids

The Clinton's stealing and skinning them

Obamagate

The key is andrenochrome

Then they killin em 

Dinner plate to 3rd world country 

For getting rid of them 

Look all I'm seeing all this ridicule 

The deepstate in my reticle

Had to bring the heat

Never thought I'd see the day when J. get Cold feet

Couldn't stay on topic in this climate cause he scrolling through some post from a queen 

Although she matters

There's bigger matters you dodging for steam 

Like if we mattered 

you would tell us that George Soros funded it 

Like if we mattered you'd tell us bout Jay being on the flight list

But since black lives matter we get a song from our idol not saying shit

And don't act like it ain't nothing to talk about 

Now when we pull up, and we hop out with chopsticks 

Oriental we breaking the proxy

This is more than melody in a pocket

Close minded when you suppose to unlock it

Hold up

These leaders ain't meeting the quota

 kneel on your silence or stand up

Either way you gone die with your hands up 

Same story

You black

That's a stanza 

I need a real reason to be a fan bruh.



Snow On Tha Bluff - J. Cole Freestyle

LYRICS:
Knee on
knee off
Still gotta choose to breath

Knee on knee off 
Still gotta choose to breath
I conceive every thought with breathe and leave a casualty
They after me
I leave em puzzled
They know I'm the master piece
No door that I walk in got limits
I got the master key
Penning out these symphonies and flip em like they mastered keys 
For all the dope fiends 
Lyrical coke to make ya nose bleed seats hear everything that I speak 
Clearly
Ain't nobody weak with me
I got many men
50 up in the clip in case you wanna pop
No Willie
Got that infrared in case you wanna blend
No Gillie
This a juice blend 
Add a lil kale with the berries 
I'm bout my vegetables
Too much of anything is unhealthy
So I ain't worried bout a check if my family wealthy
And we gone get there
but right now I'm bout my fetti
While I'm selling  
Let that carti play
Until that nigga play out 
I want pay out for my fucked up ways
Now everyday that I go out it's like I'm hunting for a stage
A starving artist 
They feed me to put my soul in a cage
So I refrain from anything that isn't hands on
 I rather learn myself then pay somebody else for that long
My mind too strong
I'm reading books within the witch hour 
My channel too strong to turn off
My heart ready to riot
Imma spark it like a Molotov
It's way too late for fighting
For my family I will knock you off

indents of your fingertips linger
and i cant replace your grip
hips swinging in silence 
her finger pressed upon my lips
while im palming her thighs 
im passing a palm 
and the high switch
she say im edible 
 that's only if she digest it
she feel it the most later 
im here to help you wake up
I'm the mourning son
and you help dry all my tears 
now im rising up
coming home like my dad never did
been scared since a jit
we all just some grown ass kids
im pitching a fit
cause when you taught to hold that shit in
it aint easy to vent
i missed my childhood cause im too busy aiming at my dad
said that ill be better end up falling in the same traps
i place the blame upon myself
now im never going back
you dont owe me no forgiveness
please go love yourself instead

im on to better things to do with my rhymes
look like we both got baby mamas at the age 25
like why the fuck i get that info from my god damn mom
i wouldnt have to do the math subtract the distance & time
that you wasnt there
probably the reason i hit the gas
and bring that aroma in
Turn this life to ashes 
In a casket
Flowers in my hand 
Dead or alive
I left the indent of my fingertips
All this pressure round a first impression make my feelings bleed
Perfect imperfection in a vessel to get ahead like a guillotine 
Blood make a mess when you sacrificing to get some streams 
Like I been crucified
Resurrected and plagiarized as something that I'm not
How would you feel

Well bitch thats why I'm hot
You the climax to the plot
Got you coming
I don't have to ask if you feel it or not 
Gut feeling
Had to dig deep to see these walls of life wasn't made for me
So imma build it brick by brick till I house my family
And build a foundation for the next generation
Cause for some reason we get comfortable & forget about maintenance
Like if we don't do the up keep
Can we keep up
Wake the nigga who sleep up
Time to take back your kingdom
Nigga we bout to re-up
Ain't no stopping the sequel

@tr3world

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in my bag lol if you reading this it's too late face ahhh this already my year. @tr3world 

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