Bout to go crazy on this beat its to fire!

Ts to fye brudda 🔥

This shit so cold 🥶

Need this siddhi gang 🤞🏽💫🎹

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I need this beat!

Shout out Forrest

Nice 👍🏼

It’s like chuck inglish meets dj paul 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Crazyyy also suicideboys Type Beat 🫡

Very surprised this is not yet sold ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

@ROCCO_VII

2 ай бұрын

lmk if you want it😏

this mf hard asf 🔥

Cook up

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see how greed make em switch up, keep distance from the fissure, fusion when I get to drug abusin, don't pity me this something I'm choosin, whole demeanor quick flip ruthless, soon as the fiscal drip past nonexistence, tension set in, but ain't shit different from past tense, 357 for them hencemen, think they hard on some, but ain't shit they run, low level scramblin funds, karma finna bite, they make a living selling dope, think shit funny now but this ain't no joke, its good over evil and you've hurt good folk, ain no free ride dismount the spokes, city seen plenty violence gone unprovoked, mind sharpened not just another bloke, rewind if they miss, glock borderline automatic, black market suppressor, gotta have it movin the block like a hitman inna mind state manic, pacing facing new dimensions but since the switch of sections can't feel the panic, nother casualty to the fandom damnit, who runs the deep state misery they planned it, I derive a flow state from numerous planets, reachin peace like a breathe of fresh air, saints over sinners know the devil wouldn't dare, all this struggle settlin' something you couldn't prepare, spiritual drone strike warfare, suicide doors floored, whatever you do, don't stare, they won't take kindly, spit like a schizophrenic bending will with the, hollow tips as they exit the lips, flesh wound to your mistress, state of distress tote the flag up side down, facin all the demons deranged with the smile, never frown, climbin higher till I find the crown, down below we tend to hold it down, siftin' sewer cess while chasin' your bitch blouse, fiend noddin' itch nose off the ounce, cut like mr clean, i spit like split personality, no coherence but decipherable to the insanity, 50 floors up overlooking my vanity, be a good consumer and buy up all the bull shit, plastic things you'd never need, prime shipment dropped at yo feet, they turning us into empty wage slaves breaking pace at the factories, sell the soul for a temporary mind of peace, loss of fragments compartmentalized against the weary eyes that can really see the creeping incrementalism of evil seeds breeding as the hatred seethes~

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