From the intro to the end of the track i felt this!!

YEAH YOU A DAWG . YOUR THE FIRST ARTIST IVE HEARD ON HERE THATS WORTH MORE THEN A LISTEN JUST TO GET REPOST CREDITS

I like the theme and the flow. Keep 'em coming bro...

Some hard style hear, with consistency and smooth feel. Pitch up solos easy. Smooth play back.

Life is Beautiful 
Prod. @KATAPULT
W the Breeze
Brett Jamez 
Album OTW
LYRICS:


Yo yo yo yo yo yeah
Thank you so much for staying patient 
This exactly why I was asking you too cause
Need to make some classic shit like this you know 
Yeah 
Yeah let the fan
Yeah
Oowa
Back porch ring and she bad too 
I could win a ring but I aint have to 
Rather be on stage with my rap crew 
Tom cooling who know I gave them clues 
Baby sold your crib fuck the law school 
Love how they be petty oh they flawed too 
Drop another classic oh I’m old school 
Tom cooling who know i gave them clues 
The beauty of the lost road 
When you’re from a different cloth oh 
Cut it 
Nobody got my sauce bro 
Hot ones hit me I’m about to pop bro fuck with me 
Used to smoke woods back in high school 
Now I pack bongs out the back cooler 
Big chilling still slaughter thy villain uh
Big bombs say another hail Mary uh
Back when Rose was wearing one
I was holding beads 
Are you paying attention
I pray the rosary 
Ok I’m Peter Parker can’t nobody corner me 
But I don’t hide behind a mask camera solo me 
Back porch ring and she bad too 
I could win a ring but I aint have to 
Rather be on stage with my rap crew 
Tom cooling who know I gave them clues 
Baby sold your crib fuck the law school 
Love how they be petty oh they flawed too 
Drop another classic oh I’m old school 
Tom cooling who know i gave them clues 
How I keep it steady liquor try to do me dirty 
Bit fatigued big lead by the second half 
Been a nerd but I guess your hoe got a sweet tooth 
She tried to suck me I told her don’t get a brain freeze 
I still be colder than KD in the summer season 
Rucker Park I aint cop an eighth since eighteen 
Big smoke keep it clean never rinsed though 
Sick of paying rent but i like how my music free 
Need an upgrade you know who to call baby 
Oh its Bape its Birkin you just a brand name 
Can’t fade your energy just a damn shame 
We both rapping but we don’t play the same game 
Back porch ring and she bad too 
I could win a ring but I aint have to 
Rather be on stage with my rap crew 
Tom cooling who know I gave them clues 
Baby sold your crib fuck the law school 
Love how they be petty oh they flawed too 
Drop another classic oh I’m old school 
Tom cooling who know i gave them clues 
Ooo ooo ooo
Yeah yeah yeah yeah 
Back porch swing yeah
Appreciate y’all 
I aint have to win a ring yeah
Ooo ooo ooo
That patience it aint gone be forgotten no doubt
I’m stay here with my rap crew
You know I got y’all man
With my rap crew
Thank you 
Classic shit 
Oowa

Life is Beautiful

FOLLOW ME ON THIS MISSION, THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING!!!!!!!
 Like a lion I took my time while peeping the game or life to know how to approach the people. 
I have the power to show up & make my presence be known at any given moment, with a purpose. Since I have no support system, I had to take matters into my own hands so here I am. 
Started out a little rough, knowing that you can't rush greatness. This is tunnel vision in the fifth dimension, this the Old Same New Stranger that the world forgot to mention. We all Kings & Queens that's where I come in, behold your eyes, everybody need some guidance time expiring, days of our lives! #PeepGame #OldSameNewStranger #LetsGetItDoggg 👑✊🌎

Old Same New Stranger

Yeah
Honest
Go your way
Theres no way how I can tell you
How to go your way
Theres no way how I can tell you
How to go
Yeah

Got a change of fate
Soon to prove what a man could make
While the hands may shake
Not due to a manic state
Boost from the foot when I stand in place
Took all the good that I can retrace
Regroup what is true fuck a fantasy
Do what I should every chance my way
Done moved through the woods with no panic haste
Uh.. yeah

Talk an awful lot
In the parking lot of my awful job

Man I really get up out the box
It ain't really bout the milli's on the spot
Been doing some healing cannot rot
I was living too filthy out the mind
Now I know whats really hard to find
Working all my days and through the nights

Digging up holes
Sick of the lows
Gradually I'm on the up and up

Looking opposed
For what I behold
I got a lot of this under tuck

Cooking up flows
Good for the soul
Im 'bout to go and then fuck it up

Juggle the luggage I'm packing up
Done with the fuck shit, I'm acting up

I got the wrath to get a bigger bag don't matter where you came from

Right on the path, stick with the pattern, the master piece ain't what I want

If I got a task then I'ma go after it, catching a bit of a buzz

If I didn't last in the past, the act of my actions could've got me done


I don't wanna take no more of that faith
I was in a very poor mind state
Knowing I can carry more than my weight
I've been moving very solo

Whats the matter? Sometimes I would ask myself
What goals
Sudden habits I'm flipping just for my health
So long
All the battles, defending the very angels
That float
Fuck a palace, fame or fortune will never take me whole

What is an artist, I gotta go broader
Not take it the farthest but maybe departure from what I would ponder
Another blue collar, pursuing them dollars and doing it proper
Do what you gotta
Hakuna matata
Doing a lot of improving
Abolish the nuisance that bothered me
Seeing the bottom it got the bitch out of me
Yeah yeah

Gettin my manhood up
With my hand deuce up
Cause I can't do none
Can screw up
Ran through mud but it ain't too fun
Damage done but it ain't too late to command your wants
Pain will fade when expanding love
Many good things when you look upfront
Must cut the ones that don't want you up

That'll fuck you up at the end of days
What is to come on our separate ways
Great abundance of major pain
Don't wait for nothing, that leap of faith
Don't stay corrupted by whats in ya bank
That'll change to money eating up ya brains
Stains from the blood of ones helping to gain
Your state of becoming the result of the fame

Yeah I doubt it, man I know I'm not for media
Face it proudly, I go with my criteria
Look all around me the world isn't at its prettiest
Drawn down to the worst, getting more serious

Go your way
Theres no way how I can tell you
How to go your way
Theres no way how I can tell you
How to go
On how to go

Go Your Way (Prod. by Karn Beats)

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LYRICS:
(Aw shit)
(Drenzy and Balor in this bitch)
(Yuh)
(Bitch don't try to show me love)
(No I don't want you to gas me up)
Under the summer sun
Turning up, run and gun
Hitting stunts on you chumps
Got no love don't  give a fuck
Always showing up blunted up
Muddy drink in my cup
100 rounds light em up
Burn em' like a dutch
Bitch don't try to show me love
Don't dap me up
Don't want you to gas me up now that I'm blowing up
Still get money sad as fuck, all outta luck
I keep telling the plug to wrap it up just trynna get numb

Oh shit now I'm blackin out
No backin out
Yeah what does it matter now
Not coming back around
I might sneak off to hell, won't even make a sound
These marijuana pounds
They keep my fucking feet down on the ground
I said bitch give me top
She said fuck it why not
I got 20 white rocks
And I keep 'em in my sock
Flow be dirty nonstop
Just wait till the beat drop
I grew up with no pops
That shit tested me a lot
(That shit tested me a lot)
(Till the beat drop)
(Flow be dirty nonstop)
(I told that bitch give me top)

Under the summer sun
Turning up, run and gun
Hitting stunts on you chumps
Got no love don't  give a fuck
Always showing up blunted up
Muddy drink in my cup
100 rounds light em up
Burn em' like a dutch
Bitch don't try to show me love
Don't dap me up
Don't want you to gas me up now that I'm blowing up
Still get money sad as fuck, all outta luck
I keep telling the plug to wrap it up just trynna get numb

Fuck with the west coast villain
Balor slaying all these hoes you ain't a competition
They be vibing to my flow foresee a premonition
Disappear into the smoke, inhale all my nutrition
Bong rips till i choke
Cant you see, my whole squad is in the lead
Ima different breed, slit my wrist you will see
Blood tainted ink on my skin
Poison from within live a life of sin
Drenzy he my kin all we do is win

WhiteRox ft. Balor [Puhf x ZekiroBeats]

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Secret Eyes

IG: hon3stb

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Go Your Way (Prod. by Karn Beats)

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