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1:12 Saturo Gojo walking through the rain

can you make more playlists? Maybe for artists or the ones you have. Thanks!

wheres the loop from?

i’m writing a long ass paragraph so yea me and my ex broke up about a month and a bit ago. For the first month i was depressed, tried to kill myself. Blamed everything on me, wanted her back etc. She was all I had in my life and I was fucking heartbroken. Through that time I was working out tho, doing boxing and basketball and self improving internally as a person too. Looking at where I was at fault through our relationship and where to improve in the future She started praying for my downfall. Making crazy allegations and accusations against me, told everyone how awful of a person I am. How she hates me. Started fucking other dudes and trynna repost all this shit on TikTok to hurt me. Tried to do the MOST to try pray on my downfall. This whole time whilst I’ve been improving, i’ve stayed silent. I’ve not posted anything anywhere, I’ve not said anything about her. I’ve not said nothing. Dealt with everything internally and funneled my anger and sadness into boxing, making money and working out. This song is the embodiment of how I feel. If I’m painted as the villain, then that makes me so fucking happy. Because it’s gonna hurt just as much when I come back to the world and social media, WINNING in life as I am starting to do. Winning in every fucking aspect of life. Am in better physique, better looks wise, better money. Better everything. Honestly for the amount of shit she said about me (i woulda done anything for this girl, i fucked up at times 100% and i do blame myself for part of the relationship ending and her feelings) but the amount of shit she said and claimed and the amount she tried to ruin me, it makes me so happy to know that she will see me winning. I don’t care about contact from her or getting her back or hearing from her, it just makes me happy that she will be forced to hear of me because how much i’m winning. It will burn her and that brings me so much happiness for all the shit that was said about me when I stayed silent. If i’m the villain, fuck it let me be the villain in silence. I will never reach out to u again, u will never get any reaction from me. You will never receive any love, hate anything from me. You will see me win and I love how much that will hurt u. Honestly I do. I will laugh in silence whilst you make no progress in your life and continue to pray on my downfall. It won’t happen, good luck. I STAY WINNING 😂😂😂😂

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Psst, I see dead people (Mustard on the beat, ho) Ayy, Mustard on the beat, ho Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro" Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton? The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin' Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em Walk him down, whole time I know he got some ho in him Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young You better not ever go to cell block one To any bitch that talk to him and they in love Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now And Baka got a weird case, why is he around? Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired? Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga? I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga Did Cole foul, I don't know why you still pretendin' What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go The audience not dumb Shape the stories how you want Hey, Drake, they're not slow Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch And you Malibu most wanted Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin' Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin' You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton Might write this for the docket, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'" Fuck a caption, want action, no accident, and I'm hands-on He fuck around, get polished Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin' Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin' I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock' Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux, ayy How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'Za, ayy City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Once upon a time, all of us was in chains Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge You called Future when you didn't see the club (ayy, what?) Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?) 21 gave you false street cred Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?) Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?) 2 Chainz say you good, but he lied You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer The family matter and the truth of the matter It was God's plan to show y'all the liar Mm Mhm He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm) He a fan, he a fan, he a Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Let me hear you say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) Say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way Are you my friend? Are we locked in? Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way

Euphoria Them super powers gettin' neutralized, I can only watch in silence The famous actor we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now is spiralin' You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle Fabricatin' stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now You're not a rap artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but FUBU never had been your collection I make music that electrify 'em, you make music that pacify 'em I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you Shoo, shoo, shoo Shoo, shoo, shoo Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay I ain't thinkin' about no reaper Nigga, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house, like I'm Joe, okay Hellcat, made his homeboys and them types sell they soul, okay Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away? Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play Have you ever walked your enemy down, like with a poker face? Have you ever paid five-hundred thou', like to an open case? Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight I hate when a rapper talk about guns Then somebody die, they turn into nuns Then hop online, like "pray for my city" He fakin' for likes and digital hugs His daddy a killer, he wanna be junior They must've forgot the shit that they done Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky I'll park his son The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learn from those mistakes Somebody had told that me you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage I'd rather do that than let a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted What is it? The braids? I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me more? Okay There's three GOATs left, and I see two of 'em kissin' and huggin' on stage I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh You know I got language barriers, huh There's no accent you can sell me, huh Yeah, Cole and Aubrey know I'm a selfish nigga The crown is heavy, huh I pray they my real friends, if not, I'm YNW Melly I don't like you poppin' shit at Pharrell, for him, I inherit the beef Yeah, fuck all that pushin' P, let me see you push a T You better off spinnin' again on him, you think about pushin' me He's Terrance Thornton, I'm Terrance Crawford, yeah, I'm whoppin' feet We ain't gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way I know some shit about niggas that make Gunna Wunna look like a saint This ain't been about critics, not about gimmicks, not about who the greatest It's always been about love and hate, now let me say I'm the biggest hater I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk I hate the way that you dress I hate the way you sneak diss, if I catch flight, it's gon' be direct We hate the bitches you fuck, 'cause they confuse themselves with real women And notice, I said "we", it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin' How many more fairytale stories 'bout your life 'til we had enough? How many more black features 'til you finally feel that you're black enough? I like Drake with the melodies, I don't like Drake when he act tough You gon' make a nigga bring back Puff, let me see if Chubbs really crash somethin' Yeah, my first one like my last one, it's a classic, you don't have one Let your core audience stomach that Didn't tell 'em where you get your abs from V12, it's a fast one, bow-bow-bow, last one Headshot for the year, you better walk around like Daft Punk Remember? Ayy, Top Dawg, who the fuck they think they playin' with? "Extortion" my middle name as soon as you jump off of that plane, bitch I'm allergic to the lame shit, only you like bein' famous Yachty can't give you no swag neither, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang with I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk I hate the way that you dress Surprised you wanted that feature request You know that we got some shit to address I even hate when you say the word "nigga", but that's just me, I guess Some shit just cringeworthy, it ain't even gotta be deep, I guess Still love when you see success, everything with me is blessed Keep makin' me dance, wavin' my hand and it won't be no threat I'm knowin' they call you The Boy, but where is the man? 'Cause I ain't see him yet Matter of fact, I ain't even bleed him yet, can I bleed him? Bet When I see you stand by Sexyy Red, I believe you see two bad bitches I believe you don't like women, it's real competition, you might pop ass with 'em Let's speak on percentage, show me your splits I'll make sure I double back with you You was signed to a nigga that's signed to a nigga that said he was signed to that nigga Try cease and desist on the "Like That" record? Ho, what? You ain't like that record "Back To Back", I like that record I'ma get back to that for the record Why would I call around tryna get dirt on niggas? Y'all thinkin' my life is rap? That's ho shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that Wakin' him up, know nothin' 'bout that Then tell him to pray, know nothin' 'bout that Then givin' him tools to walk through life like day by day, know nothin' 'bout that Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that Speakin' the truth and consider what God's considern', you don't know nothin' 'bout that Ain't twenty-v-one, it's one-v-twenty if I gotta smack niggas that write with you Yeah, bring 'em out too, I clean 'em out too Tell BEAM that he better stay right with you Am I battlin' ghost or AI? Nigga feelin' like Joel Osteen Funny, he was in a film called "AI" And my sixth sense tellin' me to off him I'ma blick niggas all in they coffin Yeah, OV-ho niggas is dick riders Tell 'em run to America to imitate heritage, they can't imitate this violence What I learned is niggas don't like the West Coast And I'm fine with it, I'll push the line with it Pick a nigga off one at a time with it We can be on a three hour time difference Don't speak on the family, crodie It can get deep in the family, crodie Talk about me and my family, crodie? Someone gon' bleed in your family, crodie I be at New Ho King eatin' fried rice with a dip sauce and blammy, crodie Tell me you're cheesin', fam We can do this right now on the camera, crodie Ayy, fuck y'all niggas, I don't trust y'all niggas I wave one finger and dump y'all niggas, like, "mmm" Field goal, punt y'all niggas, they punk y'all niggas, nobody never took my food Whoever that's fuckin' with him, fuck you niggas, and fuck the industry too If you take it there, I'm takin' it further Psst, that's somethin' you don't wanna do Ooh We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more We don't wanna hear you say "nigga" no more Stop

Day2 on repeat ❤😍

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This makes me feel like I’m a 16 year old king of Jerusalem with leprosy

song of the year

this song is so good it got me crying

Are we thankful for the words of ceasar 🗣️🔥🔥

Beat yo ass and hide the Bible if God watchin 🙂

the "aejÄæblaŌ, yuh" hits hard 0:37

I yes song please

Can’t lie… This was still a decent effort.

Aura.

WHAT A WONDERFUL DAY

I like this version more😭🙏

The slow beat is so fucking good

I had to let a little off, yeah I had to cut the pill off, yeah But if we being real though, yeah Nah, I don't never feel nothing (yeah, yeah) I'm steady jumping the gun, yeah, I do it for fun You act like you do it for real, but, no, you is not one of us You never could come inside of this building we run Inside of this world we run, we do it for us No, we don't f- with one of them at all, at all We don't f- with you at all no, I won't pick up your calls, uh No, I don't like you at all I kind of wanna see you fall I keep on chasing the highs, I know I could never get back So I'm always on low And I got eyes on the back of my head, I got eyes everywhere So I know where you go (yeah, yeah) I could drop ties in this b- Drop like flies in this b- I cut ties in this b- I cut ties in your face Yeah, cut you like a lace Nothing I do could be replaced That's why I'm living out in space I take the money to another level I take the plane to another level I take the heights to a newer level I take getting high to a newer level Keep digging your grave, I'll pass you the shovel, yeah I ain't mean to burst your bubble But I ain't into making change, I'ma stay the same, bring it to my level If we being real, I don't know how to feel I been overseas (I been overseas), you been on your knees You been begging, "Please", it's nothing left to see It's nothing left to feel, why you in the field? (Why you in the field?) Why you so real (Why you so real?) Tell me how you feel (Tell me how you feel) Why you make me feel the way I feel? Will you make me feel better? (Will you make me feel better?) Always clashing hands, yeah With somebody who think they know better Who the f- is you? Got better things to do I don't got time to waste, I just need my space It's a couple things that I can feel, but I can't feel my face It's a couple things that I wish I could, but I can't replace I think it's a sickness, being so selfish, yeah I'm in need of a witness They always tell me, yeah, "Never forget this" I forget everything, I don't even know where my tip is And I'll change everything, I don't know how I'll top this

Messi aura 🗿🗿

Psst, I see dead people (Mustard on the beat, ho) Ayy, Mustard on the beat, ho Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro" Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton? The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin' Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em Walk him down, whole time I know he got some ho in him Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young You better not ever go to cell block one To any bitch that talk to him and they in love Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now And Baka got a weird case, why is he around? Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired? Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga? I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga Did Cole foul, I don't know why you still pretendin' What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go The audience not dumb Shape the stories how you want Hey, Drake, they're not slow Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch And you Malibu most wanted Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin' Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin' You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton Might write this for the docket, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'" Fuck a caption, want action, no accident, and I'm hands-on He fuck around, get polished Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin' Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin' I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock' Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux, ayy How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'Za, ayy City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Once upon a time, all of us was in chains Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge You called Future when you didn't see the club (ayy, what?) Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?) 21 gave you false street cred Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?) Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?) 2 Chainz say you good, but he lied You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer The family matter and the truth of the matter It was God's plan to show y'all the liar Mm Mhm He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm) He a fan, he a fan, he a Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Let me hear you say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) Say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way Are you my friend? Are we locked in? Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way

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2:10 - 2:18 intro music for edits

Breh 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

This is perfect

2025⚕️

That intro slowed holyyyyy shittttt 🥹🥹🥹

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Kendrick ☠️☠️

Salahdin song

#RIPDjScrew 😇

Tore up and glock then new drop all the others are meh

Sounds like shrek 2 song called I need some sleeps 😋

Baldwin IV

1:14

Salahuddin laughing in corner 😏

is vampire hunter d worth to watch?

My dog have this song on repeat.... the whole family have to bow down to him

0:00 - 0:08 this vibe is like when the villan look back and see the strongest character on the dark with his eyes shining