beat by miroow x ayoley
written by cal meloblu
vocal prod. by prodkeech

lyrics:

I tell myself to stop with self-hate 
But there’s too much poison on my plate

I ran into the devil past the gate
My body increased in stress and weight 
This time I made it past day number eight 
I want to leave, the devil calls it fate 

As time goes, I’ll hold
Onto the shattered window
When there’s nothing, no glass shards
To grab, I’ll finally let go

I float in reverse, it gets too hot
In flames I dive
I’ll finally be gone
Was life there for a reason?

Life is a blessing or a curse
It’s how you look at it
I can now see one
A reason to keep going (look)

I ran into the devil past the gate
My body increased in stress and weight 
This time I made it past day number eight 
I want to leave, the devil calls it fate

Past The Gate

PAST THE GATE

Misled (@siemspark x @vvspipes)

No Thank You
94 BPM • F Minor
A smooth, jazzy vibe layered over crisp trap drums. No Thank You blends soft guitar licks and mellow flute melodies into a soulful, laid-back groove. Perfect for late-night thoughts, chill freestyles, or just vibing out.

No Thank You

ChasingPape- interception

SAVAGE MONEY GANG INC / VIRAL MONEY GANG STUDIOS PRESENTS

00'LIL LAMIN CUZ 

BACK TO THE TRILL 4 MIXTAPE 

SONG: MURDER ON MY MIND 2 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1g7o3S3QA6I

00'LIL LAMIN CUZ - MURDER ON MY MIND 2

for all (prod. 6astard)

From Da Feet Up ( Open for Collaborations ) .mp3

M.A.L.T.E.G.A.-  Back to My Ways (Ft SleezyBundles) (2025)

Oh no I'm Lobo killing a hobo with a LOW BLOW! 💥
Thank you for listening. ❤
Vocals from Bio Bane, Lord Score, & Unknown Entity
@biobane @zaita & @user-272909220
Instrumental by Ron Uzumaki
 @dj-ron-1993
& art is by me. 👌

Low Blow

LOW BLOW 💥 (Feat. Lord Score & Unknown Entity) [Prod. Ron Uzumaki]

Written By: Michael Conover

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got cheese and dope, ready to explode!
I need more gimme the mic 
Let it rip, shut it down 

You talkin' trash? Man, your whole style make me sick 
Tried to step up, thought they had a lane 
(What? What?)

All you rappers think your special, when you doing the same 
My tracks hit harder, cuttin' through the pain (Coo-Coo)

Used to beg for minutes, now I own the clock 
One night with me, that pussy gon’ pop
(What? What?)

Shut it down! Yeah, the whole damn show!
Ain't no second chances, nowhere left to go! 
I'm the last one standing, you already know
Yuh 
Yuh