Cool soft tones with reach highs. Solo. Clear bass. Soft pun. Easy play back.

nigga this is so experimental  I love this

this hella differnt bro,really great track twin

this is catchy and the beat is hard ..I like it🔥👌

This melody and the drums are too dope fam even the way you hopped in🔥🔥

🤯🤯🤯🤯 Daaaammn this shit didnt have to be this fire

Cashapp Freestyle (prod. Balance Cooper & Redroom)

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Ose The Getta - Monalisa

Wavy like the sea ! hypnotic flute, bouncy bass and dreamy synths.

Downloadlink:https://www.beatstars.com/beat/10137029

Throwback(prod.by Fenjamin Branklin) 2021 bouncy Trap Instrumental, that takes you back to the summer.

This Instrumental is free for non-profit use. If you use it, you have to credit the producer (prod.Fenjamin Branklin). For comercial purposes just purchase a lease.

Throwback - Tropical Trap Type Instrumental

Intro
man you know how it is 
blasian 412 
ripping tit in the mother fukcing stu
you know how it is 
yes sir
dj run that track
Verse
She lookin for me she came and clicked it team. 
Six feet sweet tea he gon see misery. 
Blood stream she see I got cash in my cream.
In my sneaks she a freak she gon be my sneaky link. 
Cuz im laced up Jordan sneaker wrapped up round toes. 
When I wake up roll my weed up and then let it smoke. 
And I make love she from the double 7 0.  
Son I ain’t dumb roll down the window let it Blow oh. 

Chorus
Bitch won’t play no role got me on both sides. 
Roll the dank smoke and deny fight or flight. 
Gave us labels there’s a lie underlies. 
She my ride or die thirty nine Bonnie and Clyde. 
x2

Verse
Bitch I’m in the dark I can be my own light. 
When We on floor we gon see our souls fight. 
Leave her with a scar I’m a Lion All night. 
I’m wild nigga blind like a dark knight. 

And If her niggas start testing I got weapon￼s smith n Wessons lethal weapons. 
Sent to heaven rejected Armageddon with possessions 
Yo girls my confession I got her obsession im on her attention im walking on the guest list. 

Chorus
Bitch won’t play no role got me on both sides. 
Roll the dank smoke and deny fight or flight. 
Gave us labels there’s a lie underlies. 
She my ride or die thirty nine Bonnie and Clyde. 

Verse
I don’t fuck around. Heard a lot of sound. 
deny when I said keep my name out your fucking mouth. 
Had his girl so loud had to remind her to keep it down. 
When’s it’s out weed is loud keep it down sneaks is brown. Ouw

She keep riding. 
Bitch you shoulda known. 
We keep fighting. 
Watch me go ghost. 
Her friend like it. 
Sneakin on my tippy toes. 
Watch me go rogue and I got me four hoes ho’

Chorus
Bitch won’t play no role got me on both sides. 
Roll the dank smoke and deny fight or flight. 
Gave us labels there’s a lie underlies. 
She my ride or die thirty nine Bonnie and Clyde. 

Verse
Bullets and words ricochet even on sundays without a deal. 
I’ve been FUCKING DISGUSTED over this shit out in squirel hill. 

Still don’t fucking know they told me get over it shits been years ago. 
Don’t tell me what to feel and you stupid bitch DONT TELL ME DONT. 

Outro
You are not welcome here
x4

Sneaky Link/Words of Wiseman

https://open.spotify.com/track/0die5raZ7iRuwooFTtkhgC?si=bc85c51589694a6f

The 7(mc2)

Second song that dropped from idkkahari's most anticipated album "Ghoulie"

Tmobile ft. Addy369

Introvert prod by sizxin

Stoopid...

Written By: Michael Conover

Laid all my vices to rest (rest)
Rollin’ in my hearse bullet proof vest
It’s do or die, knowin’ who about to slide
My behavior is wicked, not much longer you won’t be kickin’
Boy your times runnin’ out times a tickin’
Beauty straight from the Pickens 
Beats that I’m rippin’ (rip)
Never catch me trippin’

You thought I was done, think again son (bet) 
Tried to catch me high and dry till’ you seen my gun (for real)
Get clapped 
Drop your whole pack (pack)
Got homies that do work for me (straight up) 
Get slapped

Roll the dice, this is my last vice 
Wasn’t going back twice 
80 on the back call it Jerry Rice
(What, what?)

Wasn’t going back twice 
80 on the back call it Jerry Rice
Hit this have you feelin’ right

Hit this have you feelin’ right 
Higher than a kite (kite)
Your just intimidating 
I’m out here demonstrating 
You actin’ rude, don’t put me in a mood
I can be nice, but now I got attitude (tude)
Let it loose (loose)
Dude I’m off the juice, bout’ to cruise 
Try to out do me, you will always lose (SESH)

Laid all my vices to rest 
Rollin’ in my hearse bullet proof vest
It’s do or die, knowin’ who about to slide
My behavior is wicked, not much longer you won’t be kickin’
Boy your times runnin’ out times a tickin’

Vice's (Prod. Nekk)

taking shit too serious,
as if they’ll even hear this shit
heaving into the sea, half asleep
while I have to steer the ship
the tears will drip 
beer will be sipped 
until our fear is stripped 
and in the house of fun
every one of the mirrors trick—

trickle down ya mothafuckin mind
like i’m a spiderweb—inside your head
all of the drugs you love 
but shun the side effects
you’re a such a giant sped
but won’t you come Explore my vinyl set
from Michael Jackson to Ike Turner 
to early signs of death—I’ll siphon up 
your final breath to whisper sweet nothin’s
I’m like, “ya sister gives the finest head”
and certainly loves it
it’s time to blur the subject
stir up a ruckus, syrup and Percocet
until I cave and purchase some
shit that I’m not deserving yet

shoulda stayed at home 
and rolled a blunt
now it’s almost 1, 
the demons are surrounding me
and hounding me to fuck
and the clouds are always out to rain on us 
it’s how you frame it, love
a shame you couldn’t play ya little 
games and get my brains to bust (x2)

bitch let’s get it poppin’ 
like them zits up on ya ass then 
I know you wish I’d call you
won’t give you the satisfaction
with  afghan kush in an Aston Martin
whippin’ past them, the sweet aromatic up in the ash tin, 
relaxin’ like password backward was my password
I’m past hurt, done with blame 
& torn asunder rage, usin’ the tongue 
to brutally puncture your cunt 
with it like a blade
cause I’m insane, Jack 
needless to say still the 
dopest needle in the haystack
except I smoke too much 
for me to be able to see the way back
open my throat up, I use the blade 
to swallow wave caps
when you fall inside of your grave 
you won’t get to take cash 
or that designer shit, 
drug trips, & fat vagina slits 
I’m kinda hippie-thugged-out-punk
but pronounce it giant dick
I’m puncturing your lung with a knife
‘til it goes inside of it
silencing your violent cries again
and then it’s time to dip

shoulda stayed at home 
and rolled a blunt
now it’s almost 1, 
the demons are surrounding me
and hounding me to fuck
and the clouds are only down to rain on us 
It’s how you frame it, love
a shame you couldn’t play ya
little games that get my brains to bust (x2)

Frame It (prod. SUNNYBEATS)

MARJA'KIM - Lit

American artist and poet, Zildjian bleeds his anguish & ecstasy through your speakers, painting the story of life’s waves that crash into reality, one sonic canvas of emocean at a time..
 Join him in his search for happiness within meaning, and unity within a world gone mad🌎💔🌐

Cashapp Freestyle (prod. Balance Cooper & Redroom)

ZILDJIAN

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