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New Music By : Young Mistro

Soon as I
huh
huh
Soon as I get off my phone 
huh
Pow powww
Soon as I
Soon as I get off my hey
Yea yeaa 

Soon as I get off my phone
I'm off that jawn
She know huh
Hey
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His music boom

NFT, NFT, NFT 
Ether, ether, ether
Don't talk to me 'less you talking ether
What?!
Bitch this is Mistro hi nice to meet ya
That bitch a baba I highlight the treesha
Talkin' bout face card, mine like a visa
They be living that Brutus life like its Pisa
I get stabbed from behind like I'm Cesar 
For that bread and that cheese you get sliced like a pizza
Brand new DateJust come plain like a diva
41 Glenn Rice, 22 on the sneaker
She hold the grrahh in her purse, she a keeper
Took her to Phillippe's and you know she a eater
No foreal
Forreal, forreal
Comin'... comin'
Mistro got mad new shit comin'
Got that Heart Therapy for your woman
You broke her heart, give her D 'fore you come in
I have no heart, empathy isn't runnin'
True Wisdom Only
Yea the tee's is $200
This is for all you motherfuckers that believe in me!
Yea
Yea
Yea

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Mistro! Music soon
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Skrrt
Hop in that fast lane
uhh ouuuuuuu

Most the people that talk about me do not add to my day to day
Go and get you a bag, go get paid today
I'm tired of these niggas need Gatorade
I don't got time to be thinkin' bout what the next man should do or be thinkin' bout what they should say
For the fam gotta make sure the paper straight
Get the paper, hold it down.. thats a paper weight
Niggas be jumping the broom
I ain't jumping no broom
Im using the broom to sweep hate away
Smart nigga, I would infiltrate your database
Make your bitch get on her knees
Did she pray today?
Eat it bitch, say your grace
Hopin' I fall like we playing crates
Get ya ass kick like a 808
Run down on ya bitch tell her add me on Instagram 
This for my niggas in heaven and in the can
Im a example of "worker turned businessman "
Im a example of "work 'till shit hits the fan"
They make a example of "niggas that think they can"
But Im a example of "Suck my dick Mr. Sam"
Got the new Givenchy and True Wisdom, mixing brands
Stand on my 10, ain't no switching stance
All this designer you rockin', my shit is designer 
hope this designer cud fit ya ass

New Music

New Music Prod. by Ace Rula x RishBeats [Lyrics In Description]

Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Liii
Powpowww
Yea yeaaa

Walked in this bitch wit' a 20 pack
I want the college dont point where the Henny at
Choppin' up beef like a butcher where Benny at
Got a dilemma where Nelly & Kelly at
Pardon me, do not talk 'cause your cell tapped 
Hard to breathe, make you grab where ya' belly at
Buss ya' artery break your heart when the semi clap
We get the money and spend it
Only real niggas here in attendance
Niggas ain't spinnin' no corners ain't bendin'
We get a brick and we break it, its Tetris
Breakin' da bank then we slide its electric
Came wit' the bloods & the crips do not set trip
Pardon me, get a bag then I exit
Pardon me, 'fore I blast what I slept wit'
These niggaz had it Im gettin' it

You are a carrier, I am a courier
I get a bag and deliver it
I break the barrier, don't fuck wit' none of ya
That's why the bag lookin' different
Money I'll marry ya, you know I fuck wit' ya
I'll fuck around have a kid wit' it
Look at the way that I carry ya, bitch Im in love wit ya
Can't live without so I live wit it
I stepped in wit' a pack
Glitch & a jwett, simple as that
Can't go a day without gettin' a rack
Or dishin' a check, mission is set
I had a coupe
I had a random bad bitch pull up on me wit' her friend
Sit on her lap
Uh, walked in this bitch and Dior is on me
They see the drip but don't know the story
Fuckin' ya bitch 
Then see y'all both in da street and walk past, I don't know the shorty
Like, pardon me this summer I move rude
Put paws on a nigga like Blues Clues
You could hear the creakin' when a nigga creep in 
'Cause you know a nigga got some loose screws
There's a million ways to get rich and a million ways to die nigga
YOU CHOOSE

[Cutty Ranks Speaks]

Walked in this bitch wit' a 20 pack
I want the college dont point where the Henny at
Choppin' up beef like a butcher where Benny at
Got a dilemma where Nelly & Kelly at
Pardon me, do not talk 'cause your cell tapped 
Hard to breathe, make you grab where ya' belly at
Buss ya' artery break your heart when the semi clap
We get the money and spend it
Only real niggas here in attendance
Niggas ain't spinnin' no corners ain't bendin'
We get a brick and we break it, its Tetris
Breakin' da bank then we slide its electric
Came wit' the bloods & the crips do not set trip
Pardon me, get a bag then I exit
Pardon me, 'fore I blast what I slept wit'
These niggaz had it Im gettin' it

Respectfully

Respectfully Prod. by SFL Xavi [Lyrics In Description]

Young Mistro will release "Heart Therapy: The Mixtape DELUXE", which highlights the good and the bad of growing up in Brooklyn, NY. The overall message is 'Any broken heart can be healed'... including yours. The story of Ed Hearty.

LYRICS:
You don't know my name, life, price, type, height
You don't know nothin' about me
First thing's first, you was buggin' to doubt me
Like Goku always sayin' somethin' about me
I heard my ex cuffin' without me
She wish she was where she wasn't without me
*yawns 
Im becom'n so drowsy
Nowadays only these hunnits arouse me
Money on ya head I wanted the bounty
Stay wit' the poachers and hunters around me
Bitch I'm a king and I come wit' the county
Bitch ain't no bitches and runners around me
Only the baddest of bitches and honeys have found me
True Wisdom Only they couldn't design me
These young niggaz mov'n like Cole 'cause they come wit' da Tommy
Grrrrrrrrrrrt

My bitch foreign you thinkin' she comin' wit' Fivi
In da building my niggas would run in ya lobby
Dej Loaf, uh
Dej Loaf, uh
Dej Loaf, uh
Dej Loaf, uh
Dej Loaf, uh
Dej Loaf, uh
Dej Loaf come you could try me
Got da chop but don't wanna do karate
Walking Dead turn you to a zombie
Walk in, dead
Turn you to a show
Database
Turn you to a pro
Yo bish wanna ride wit' me
Yo bish wanna ride
Yo bish, Yo bish wanna ride, ride
Yo bish wanna ride wit' me
Yo bish wanna ride wit' me said she really wanna fuck
We gon' slide on y'all, bitch give it up
Put da mac in ya face, did it up
When they put the mack in ya face give it up
Got a bitch eatin' dick and she tastin' da nut
She be tastin' my kids, you be tastin' her butt
Can't write this shit, can't make this shit up
Don't sneak a diss, I'll lace ya shit up

You don't know my name, life, price, type, height
You don't know nothin' about me
First thing's first, you was buggin' to doubt me
Like Goku always sayin' somethin' about me
I heard my ex cuffin' without me
She wish she was where she wasn't without me
*yawns 
Im becom'n so drowsy
Nowadays only these hunnits arouse me
Money on ya head I wanted the bounty
Stay wit' the poachers and hunters around me
Bitch I'm a king and I come wit' the county
Bitch ain't no bitches and runners around me
Only the baddest of bitches and honeys have found me
True Wisdom Only they couldn't design me
These young niggaz mov'n like Cole 'cause they come wit' da Tommy
Grrrrrrrrrrrt

#Mistrodroppinnewmusicsoon

Heart Therapy: The Mixtape DELUXE

Drowzy Prod. by Desballout [LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION]

Young Mistro will release "Heart Therapy: The Mixtape DELUXE", which highlights the good and the bad of growing up in Brooklyn, NY. The overall message is 'Any broken heart can be healed'... including yours. The story of Ed Hearty.

LYRICS:
I chose you and you chose me (FOLLO me)
You want you and I want me
To hold you while you hold me (Oh yeaa)
How backwards was tht?
Love..

I trust my eyes to see
Trust my heart to feel
Trust my mouth to say what I want and say what's real
Trust my hands to touch
Trust my ears to hear
And I trust in my taste & I got good taste baby

When the wind blows
My heart goes
That's when my mind goes
Then I go
I chose 
What I chose
You took a big loss
You're ticked off
Bluffin'
She know why
Thats when ya cards in
You fold, WOW!
Delighted with no smiles

I want you to FOLLO me (FOLLO!)
FOLLO me
FOLLO me
FOLLO me (FOLLO me)
I want you to FOLLO me 
FOLLO me (FOLLO!)
I want you to FOLLO me
FOLLO me
FOLLO me
FOLLO meee

FOLLO me
(Gotta let it roll)
FOLLO me
You could take a break sometimes
(Gotta see you roll)
FOLLO me
Take a little break sometimes, oh no
(Lemme see you roll)
FOLLO meee
You could play the backseat babe

FOLLO me Interlude Prod. by QESTN [LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION]

Young Mistro will release "Heart Therapy: The Mixtape DELUXE", which highlights the good and the bad of growing up in Brooklyn, NY. The overall message is 'Any broken heart can be healed'... including yours. The story of Ed Hearty.

LYRICS:
Are you alright?
You alright
Get my money right

I don't really care if you cry
I don't care that's why I let it fly it don't apply
Like da month after June
Why da fuck'd you lie?
I sprayed extra cologne for when I hugged you bye
Random bad bitches in da club tonight
I don't got no love left
How could I love you right?
All I got is hundreds 
I throw it up to sky
All I got is hundreds 
No I can't love you bye

All my feelings dead
Push me to the edge
All my feelings dead
All my feelings dead
You pushed me to the edge, yea
Pushed me to the edge yeaaa

Girl what is love?
What the meaning is?
I bet it ain't what you think it is
Its just two people agreein' if we a mix 
Just like ingredients 
I bought the Rollie buss down face
And I rock that 41 yea I'm hopin' you see this shit
Who gon' pick me up when I need a lift?
I can't talk to my dogs I ain't Peter Griff
I can't talk to you neither got me convinced 
Dodged red flags, ooh yea I needed it
Brand new B22 my feet in it
I pull out da racks and Saks and Neiman it
Saks and Saks and Saks and Saks 
I pull out da
I pull out da
Fill up da banks wit' stacks like towers
The old life
There ain't no goin' back to ours
There ain't no goin' back to ours

I don't really care if you cry
I don't care that's why I let it fly it don't apply
Like da month after June
Why da fuck would you lie?
I sprayed extra cologne for when I hugged you bye
Random bad bitches in da club tonight
I don't got no love left
How could I love you right?
All I got is hundreds 
I throw it up to sky
All I got is hundreds 
No I can't love you bye

All my feelings dead
Push me to the edge
All my feelings dead
All my feelings dead
You pushed me to the edge, yea
Pushed me to the edge yeaaa

#mistrodroppinnewmusicsoon

Dead Prod. by Young Jenn [LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION]

Byron Messia Talibans Freestyle (Headback)

Lil Yachty Strike Freestyle (YKHWR)

LYRICS:

Im erratic cool but she came through shit be radical
Im da average dude but not the average dude and I be magical
Please don't run up on me cause I got the shank and I will stab your boo
I be pushing keys like Im Mozart but this aint classical
Call me Bob the Builder cause I grab the tool
Bob the Builder call me Little Bill cause I'll grab the tool
Get a little money getting little bills you ain't getting full
Come through I be getting kills I be getting pums
I be getting buns
Getting lots I be getting some
Getting money you be getting lots I be getting one
Sike it's the other way around getting done
She hit the main stage when she came through cause she know that I did too
And I be getting them niggas pissed off and you know how I shitted too
And I be fucking ya bitch man I think a nigga need to get a booth
And I be fucking ya bitch man I nearly got her sister
Get in tune
And I be fucking that bitch she got a sister man I think I need to get her too
Shit irreplaceable when I came through and she just taste the boy
She know a nigga always on the grind like I am a skater boy
See you later boy
Biting like a gator boy
Nigga you a hater boy
Bitch on my dick and she wanna fuck me all the time
She wanna come on a vibe 
She said my dick on her mind
She's on my dick all the time
She suck my dick all the time
She came through to my crib
She's always hitting my line
She wanna romp in da whip
Romp romp romp
She want me break up her back
She want me break up her spine
She want me fuck on her face
Romp romp romp
She want me fuck on her face
She want me fuck on her mind 
She put da kiss on my neck
She suck my dick with respect 
Wet
She said my dick get her the wettest
She wanna kiss its her fetish
Wanna buss like a.. a Jerome Bettis
Im getting green like it's lettuce 
So aint no reason to bet this
I put the shit on the check list
Forty on me on da forty orty got a forty on me on the necklace
I dropped like forty on the necklace 
Bitch on my dick and she wanna sit on it
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

Young Mistro - Fisherr Freestyle [Lyrics In Description]

Young Mistro releases the highly anticipated single CCT 2.

Official Music Video Out Now!!!
https://youtu.be/xTBbXBFJKrw?si=ZpM5CHnVfLIgGThf

CCT II

CCT 2

A Summertime Mix For All 🔥🔥🔥

1. You My Everything - Sexxy Red ft. Drake
2. KEHLANI - Jordan Adetunji 
3. Fry Rice - Young Mistro
4. Summertime - Vybz Kartel

Produced by Ash Catchem
Mixed by Young Mistro

Available on https://on.soundcloud.com/aQQzHXdffZZxFEsN7

#sexxyred #drake #jordanadetunji #vybzkartel #kehlani #hearttherapy #hiphop #newmusic #music #rap #artist

Vybz Kartel x Sexxy Redd x Jordan Adejunti Fry Rice SUMMERMix

Ice Spice x Central Cee - Did It First Freestyle

Sexxy & Sosa (Did It First Freestyle)- Young Mistro

LYRICS:

Lets go to da
Lets go to da beach
Lets go to da beach lil bitch
Lets go for some eats lil bitch
Lets swim with the feast lil fish
Lets sip on the
Look
Look

Look
And im fresh
And im fresh like its easter bitch
Oh damn shit
Check in da cut i got da suites lil bitch
Damn she on my dick
Eating my dick up like its some sweets lil bitch
Damn huh shit how u was in the streets lil bitch?
Wat huh damn was you treesh'n bitch?
Damn tell me your little secrets bitch
Trust me i will keep it bitch
Like i keep your bitch

Lets go to da 
Lets go to da beach lil bitch

Lets go to da 
Lets go to da beach 
Lets go to da beach lil bitch
Lets go for some eats lil bitch
Lets swim with the feast lil fish
Lets sip on some
Look

And im fresh
And im fresh like its easter bitch
damn huh shit
Check in da 
Check in da cut i got da suites lil bitch
She on my dick
Eating the dick like its something sweet lil bitch
Damn huh shit tell me how u was in the streets lil bitch?
Damn was you treesh'n bitch?
Damn i keep your secrets bitch
Tell me lil bitch
Tell me lil bitch
Tell me lil bitch

Lets go to the beach sleep wit the sharks
Damn Snakes in the grass you cant tell them apart 
Damn keys to the safe like im safe wit your heart
Swiper no swiping they swiping my card

Thank you for all of the glory yea
Thank you for all of the heros yea
Thank you for all of the glory yea
People be still weirdos yea

And i know that they want to cry
And i know that she want it hot 
And i know that she want july
Man i couldn't see it coming down my eyes
So i had to make it come down hers
Every time i make it go around her
And my heart float up like a flounder
Every time i came through i downed her 
It get louder 
And the more i say it make it sound worse 
Aint nothing wrong with her yea

From miami to broward
From Brooklyn to the Bronx baby
From LA to A
To all over the place
Aint none other place
Got me thanking God for the glory yea

Tylil Dance Freestyle #KaiCenat #Tiktok #Viral

Swedish Fish prod by Ymadz (Violent Crimes Freestyle) [Lyrics In Description]

LYRICS:

Pow Pow
Too late can't apologize 
Yea yea
It's ts too late my nigga
Yea yea 
Huh

They give awkward vibes 
What you did was done it's too late you can't apologize 
When your truth bigger than thiers that's when they start the lies
Act like a big ass bird I leave 'em ostrisized
Look!
They give awkward vibes 
What you did was done it's too late you can't apologize 
When your truth bigger than thiers that's when they start the lies
Act like a big ass bird I leave 'em ostrisized
Love all in my GPS 'cause it's hard to find
Some people that love me the most man they are not alive
Swear to God I hear my granny voice in my uh
Swear to God I hear my granny voice mmm I

Swear to God I hear my granny voice through my mama eyes
And I could feel my grandfather legacy through my father pride
Light these niggas up when I feel dark inside 
& I just keep it light wit' all yall niggas
Mmm mmm
They give awkward vibes 
What you did was done it's too late you can't apologize 
What you did was done it's too late you
What you did was done it's too late you can't apologize 
Light these niggas up when I feel dark inside
Keep it light wit' yall niggaz cnt see my darker side
Niggaz switch up like its dark inside
jam u up for mcdonalds fries
Niggaz sing'n yup tlk'n harmonize
Thy b tlk'n to your honor bout da homicides
Thought tht was ya homie but u realize

They give awkward vibes 
What you did was done it's too late you can't apologize 
When your truth bigger than thiers that's when they start the lies
Act like a big ass bird I leave 'em ostrisized
They give awkward vibes 
What you did was done it's too late you can't apologize 
When your truth bigger than thiers that's when they start the lies
Love all in my gps cuz its hrd to find
Stg i hear my granny voice in my uh
Stg i hear my granny voice mmm I

Thy b tlk'n to you honor bout da homicides
Thought tht was ya homie now u realize
Thy b tlk'n to you honor bout da homicides
Thy b tlk'n to you honor bout da homicides
Thought tht was ya homie now u realize
Mmm 
Thy b tlk'n to you honor bout da homicides
Thought tht was ya homie but u realize


#newmusic #tiktok #viral

Awkward Vibes Prod. by Spancy Beats [HQ] {Lyrics In Description}

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Uber

Pull Up

Packing And Boarding

HUH HUH HUH HUH
 
Yo imma... imma chill on this shit like... on some like calm shit like... on some Ma$e shit.. but not really like.. on some Ma$e shit.. but like some.. FASTMASE like cuz of da fast pace type shit... cuz on da cash chase... I'm never in last place type shit 

HUH HUH 

Sim Sima 
Who got da keys to da bimma
Fast lane, top speed, I be dipping
Im alive, that's a reason to kill em
They swipe my style like da key to da villa
Boy just chill like da breeze in da winter
Watch ya driving, dont cause a collision
Pass the torch like da strt of da 'lympics
Micheal Jackson I make em remember
Dnt wlk backwrds, just dance on dem niggaz
With da stars how I dance on dem bitches
Im a beast shuda featured on Thriller
On a beach with da keys to da villa
& my feets are da mason margiela
On a beach with da keys to da villa
Imma feast i aint eat shit for dinner
On a beach with da keys to da villa

I got da keys, I got the keys, I got the keys to da villa
(Huh, Lii, Lii, That's crazy, Hey) fuck niggaz feelings
HUH (Im) Back in da building (Real) never pretended
Jeans (Jeans) PRP (PRP) eyeball for da Kenzo
I just stack up when da ends low 
Cuz my family matter, Eddie Winslow
Show my seed how certain things go
Like ducking boys & fake friends bro
All my minutes extendo
They just warming up da bench bro
Play da game like nintendo
Like how u balling & ya friends broke
She let me hit it in her friends' home
She let me hit it while her friend's home
She let me hit it, & her friend (Hey)
She let me hit it u in friend zone
She let me lay down in ya bed & bone
Somtimes I dont hit it, just get head alone
Me, my bish & yo bish on da cella phone
Dnt call her might get the tone
Sim Sima 
Who got da keys to da bimma
Fast lane, top speed, I be dipping
Im alive, that's a reason to kill em
They swipe my style like da key to da villa
Boy just chill like da breeze in da winter
Watch ya driving, dont cause a collision
Pass the torch like da strt of da 'lympics
Micheal Jackson I make em remember
Dnt wlk backwrds, just dance on dem niggaz
With da stars how I dance on dem bitches
Im a beast shuda featured on Thriller
On a beach with da keys to da villa
& my feets are da mason margiela
On a beach with da keys to da villa
Imma feast i aint eat shit for dinner
On a beach with da keys to da villa


Young Mistro's eccentric & highly energetic song "Sim Sima" is guaranteed to give you a rush of adrenaline.

BLAST AT HIGH VOLUMES!!!!!!!!!

Sim Sima

Young Mistro freestyles on Playboi Carti's "Magnoila". In New York I Milly Rock. Hide It In My Sock !!!!!

NS2S (Magnolia Freestyle)

LYRICS

VERSE:
I used to have this this shit lit
I get why thy hate
I just took a break
Now im back, Im straight
Lets play Save The Date 
Legends can relate
U cud see im great 
My shit high stakes
2008 
48k !!!
Never paid for plays 
Turnt up Myspace
Niggaz in my face 
Bitches chased me on EP
But I hit da race.. they just like da chase
Nigga we had went viral back when Soulja Boy was my idol
Created a platform for my group
CEO was my title
My rap book waz my bible
Facts, look at my rivals
They tracks lookin' like vinyls
Play da game by my rules
I feel im Speed Racer... lets play Save The Date
Oh you cud see da vision now? Wat u got tht lasik?
Rest in peace Juice 
Wish God bring back fool
Show new moves to fool 
We waz gon bring back cool
We waz gon bring back hits 
Tell em tell em tell em 
Passion of Christ Mis drop 11 11 11
Tht shit had mad bars like felon felon felon
If you hatin' just address it like u mailin' mailin' mailin'
Scary scary barz'd up very deadly
Bitch I spit like semi.. put u in da SEMItary
Ride my wave like ferry.. we not twins like Mary Mary
Put tht Ben & Jerry on ya bean like Jelly Belly
Act like Halle Berry.. change ya mind im very petty
Grind for every penny.. got tht vision 2020
Dulap & tht Henny.. I b float'n off the Jenny
Flow cud break a levy.. bro the arm is very heavy


Guided by  an amazing brain and crafted by unexpected wordplay that's gonna have you replay to hear it again.

High Stakes (The Race Freestyle) - Young Mistro

Curl, Cross, Tween · Young Mistro

℗ 2017 TWOMG

Released on: 2017-12-31

Curl, Cross, Tween - Young Mistro

01. Hublot [0:00] 
02. Beautiful Bag [2:26]
03. NS2S [5:25]
04. Hoodie Melo (Clean Version) [7:18]
05. Sounds [11:00]
06. Appointment [13:28]
07. High Stakes [15:27]
08. Sim Sima [17:23]
09. Pick & Choose [19:46]
10. Curl, Cross, Tween [22:23]

Passion 2.5 · Young Mistro

℗ 2017 TWOMG

Released on: 2017-12-31

Passion 2.5 by Young Mistro

Beautiful Bag · Young Mistro

℗ 2017 TWOMG

Released on: 2017-12-31

Beautiful Bag - Young Mistro

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