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damn bro

Fantastic brother 🔥🔥🔥

Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Hate written all over Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Smiling faces Sometimes pretend to be your friend Smiling faces show no traces Of the evil that lurks within (can you dig it?) Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah I been in the cold, couldn't feel my toes, but I still stuck to the code Money won't fold, pockets won't hold enough Takin' my pole in there, F&N in there Take me anywhere, I'm takin' over the trap I see the real clear, Woodgrain Cartier Poppin' a real pill, higher than Beverly Hills I got too much spill, I give a bitch chills Took out a small bill, make all the hoes strip You need a weed feel, I get it vacuum sealed Came from the Eastside, shooters on detail Go purchase a new Chanel, I need a refill Strikers in Trackhawks, ridin' the V12 I peep the mood, dog, I peeped the intel Get to trippin', all you gon' see is shells If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you We don't trust you niggas, we don't (I don't trust no motherfuckin' body) We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you niggas, we don't (smiling faces) We don't trust you niggas, we don't (show no traces) (Of the evil that lurks within) We don't trust you You a nigga number one fan, dog Sneak dissin', I don't understand, dog Pillowtalkin', actin' like a fed, dog I don't need another fake friend, dog Can't be 'bout a ho, 'cause we sharin', dog In your feelings, nigga, why you payin', dog? Give her backshots, while she layin' down Keep the Glock cocked, I don't trust hoes Top shotta, goin' for the gusto Like a real dog, gotta mutt hoes Get the lo', you a John Doe Bubble Eye Benz on a ho Rappin' so pretend, you a ho Nine-figure nigga, tag a nigga toe Ain't no tappin' in, better blow Charter poppin' pills, but he blessed Flex a couple M's on my chest Ain't no sabotagin', lil' finesse We was in the field, placin' bets Still gettin' chills in my flesh Takin' karma, turn it to success Thoroughbred in Pluto, nothin' less Twenty drivers parked at the jet Whip the Phantom to the projects Death before dishonor, no confess (Death before dishonor, no confess) We don't trust you niggas, we don't (smiling faces) We don't trust you nigga, we don't (pretend to be your friend) We don't trust you We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no (Trust is a motherfucker) If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm- If Young Metro don't trust, I'm gon' shoot you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah (Trust is a motherfucker)

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Please dont judge too soon cuz i can throw shade too ,they see the look in my eyes and winder why but i hope they understand ,i need some molly just to have a good day inspired by haters they make me do better im up all the way,

Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Hate written all over Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Smiling faces Sometimes pretend to be your friend Smiling faces show no traces Of the evil that lurks within (can you dig it?) Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah I been in the cold, couldn't feel my toes, but I still stuck to the code Money won't fold, pockets won't hold enough Takin' my pole in there, F&N in there Take me anywhere, I'm takin' over the trap I see the real clear, Woodgrain Cartier Poppin' a real pill, higher than Beverly Hills I got too much spill, I give a bitch chills Took out a small bill, make all the hoes strip You need a weed feel, I get it vacuum sealed Came from the Eastside, shooters on detail Go purchase a new Chanel, I need a refill Strikers in Trackhawks, ridin' the V12 I peep the mood, dog, I peeped the intel Get to trippin', all you gon' see is shells If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you We don't trust you niggas, we don't (I don't trust no motherfuckin' body) We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you niggas, we don't (smiling faces) We don't trust you niggas, we don't (show no traces) (Of the evil that lurks within) We don't trust you You a nigga number one fan, dog Sneak dissin', I don't understand, dog Pillowtalkin', actin' like a fed, dog I don't need another fake friend, dog Can't be 'bout a ho, 'cause we sharin', dog In your feelings, nigga, why you payin', dog? Give her backshots, while she layin' down Keep the Glock cocked, I don't trust hoes Top shotta, goin' for the gusto Like a real dog, gotta mutt hoes Get the lo', you a John Doe Bubble Eye Benz on a ho Rappin' so pretend, you a ho Nine-figure nigga, tag a nigga toe Ain't no tappin' in, better blow Charter poppin' pills, but he blessed Flex a couple M's on my chest Ain't no sabotagin', lil' finesse We was in the field, placin' bets Still gettin' chills in my flesh Takin' karma, turn it to success Thoroughbred in Pluto, nothin' less Twenty drivers parked at the jet Whip the Phantom to the projects Death before dishonor, no confess (Death before dishonor, no confess) We don't trust you niggas, we don't (smiling faces) We don't trust you nigga, we don't (pretend to be your friend) We don't trust you We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no (Trust is a motherfucker) If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm- If Young Metro don't trust, I'm gon' shoot you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah (Trust is a motherfucker)

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Can’t wait to write to this I’m gonna be super deep with in when I write this and this beat is perfect

Take the next train

Thank you bro, I was only finding the isolated vocals, but you gave me what I needed

ART

Does anyone other songs that have the same vibe as the first beat? The only other song ik like this is GTA by Future

Thanks for providing these instrumentals.

1:56

Poet things Own way Own pain Gon make The most of it Gon grow Out of it I aint doubting On the best route Man Goals and dreams Man ona

Artist:NBA Youngboy Song:Umm Hmm(instrumental) Album:The Last Slimeto(instrumental)

I come here whenever I feel stressed out. This is my serenity

Artist:NBA Youngboy Song:Top Sound Album:The Last Slimeto

Artist:NBA Youngboy Song:4KT Baby Album:The Last Slimeto

Artist:NBA Youngboy Song:Vette Motors Album:The Last Slimeto

Artist:NBA Youngboy Song:Free Dem 5’s Album: The Last Slimeto

can u make a clean one

metro is one heck of an artist

the original sample is “east village-elijah fox”

Holy shit this sucks lol

Who else making gay freestyles on this beat🔥🔥🔥

Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Hate written all over Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Smiling faces Sometimes pretend to be your friend Smiling faces show no traces Of the evil that lurks within (can you dig it?) Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah I been in the cold, couldn't feel my toes, but I still stuck to the code Money won't fold, pockets won't hold enough Takin' my pole in there, F&N in there Take me anywhere, I'm takin' over the trap I see the real clear, Woodgrain Cartier Poppin' a real pill, higher than Beverly Hills I got too much spill, I give a bitch chills Took out a small bill, make all the hoes strip You need a weed feel, I get it vacuum sealed Came from the Eastside, shooters on detail Go purchase a new Chanel, I need a refill Strikers in Trackhawks, ridin' the V12 I peep the mood, dog, I peeped the intel Get to trippin', all you gon' see is shells If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you We don't trust you niggas, we don't (I don't trust no motherfuckin' body) We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you niggas, we don't (smiling faces) We don't trust you niggas, we don't (show no traces) (Of the evil that lurks within) We don't trust you You a nigga number one fan, dog Sneak dissin', I don't understand, dog Pillowtalkin', actin' like a fed, dog I don't need another fake friend, dog Can't be 'bout a ho, 'cause we sharin', dog In your feelings, nigga, why you payin', dog? Give her backshots, while she layin' down Keep the Glock cocked, I don't trust hoes Top shotta, goin' for the gusto Like a real dog, gotta mutt hoes Get the lo', you a John Doe Bubble Eye Benz on a ho Rappin' so pretend, you a ho Nine-figure nigga, tag a nigga toe Ain't no tappin' in, better blow Charter poppin' pills, but he blessed Flex a couple M's on my chest Ain't no sabotagin', lil' finesse We was in the field, placin' bets Still gettin' chills in my flesh Takin' karma, turn it to success Thoroughbred in Pluto, nothin' less Twenty drivers parked at the jet Whip the Phantom to the projects Death before dishonor, no confess (Death before dishonor, no confess) We don't trust you niggas, we don't (smiling faces) We don't trust you nigga, we don't (pretend to be your friend) We don't trust you We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no (Trust is a motherfucker) If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm- If Young Metro don't trust, I'm gon' shoot you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah (Trust is a motherfucker)

His voice is angelic~

Lowkey need this on spotify

The outro vocals give me goosebumps every time

Yourwelcome …… Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya Look at ya, look at ya (ladies and gentlemen) Look at ya, look at ya (ladies, ladies and gentlemen) And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most So I think it's time (so I think it's time) For us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douche bags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can She find pictures in my email I sent this bitch a picture of my dick I don't know what it is with females But I'm not too good at that shit See, I could have me a good girl And still be addicted to them hood rats And I just blame everything on you At least you know that's what I'm good at And I always find Yeah, I always find Yeah, I always find somethin' wrong You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most So I think it's time (so I think it's time) For us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douche bags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can Run away from me, baby Run away Run away from me, baby Run away When it starts to get crazy, then run away Babe, I got a plan, run away as fast as you can Run away from me, baby Run away Run away from me, baby Run away When it starts to get crazy Why can't she just run away? Baby, I got a plan Run away as fast as you can Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five Pussy stays on my mind I-I-I-I did it Alright, alright, I admit it Now pick your next move You can leave or live wit' it Ichabod Crane with that mothafuckin' top off Split and go where? Back to wearin' knockoffs? Haha Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off Hoes like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet Comes with a price tag, baby, face it You should leave if you can't accept the basics Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga matrix Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless I'm just young, rich, and tasteless P Never was much of a romantic I could never take the intimacy And I know it did damage 'Cause the look in your eyes is killin' me I guess then you at an advantage 'Cause you could blame me for everything And I don't know how I'ma manage If one day you just up and leave And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most So I think it's time (so I think it's time) For us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douche bags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can

Can i download?????

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Beautiful

Can you do lead vocals only?

I can hear muffed voice in background but it’s good tho

bro idk what it is about this instrumental buts it’s heavenly

Wish they continued the horn

Geeeesssh 🔥🔥

Can someone slow down THIS

Cold 🥶 instrumental

This Beat Just brings out the BARZ in me. THANK YOU METRO!!!!! AND THANK YOU FOSTEREDIMPOSTER!!!!!!

can i use this for free bro?

Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Hate written all over Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Smiling faces Sometimes pretend to be your friend Smiling faces show no traces Of the evil that lurks within (Can you dig it?) Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah [Verse 1] I been in the cold, couldn't feel my toes, but I still stuck to the code Money won't fold, pockets won't hold enough Takin' my pole and now, F&N and now Take me anywhere, I'm takin' over the trap I see the real clear, Woodgrain Cartier Poppin' a real pill, higher than Beverly Hills I got too much spill, I give a bitch chills Took out a small bill, make all the hoes strip You need a weed feel, I get it vacuum sealed Came from the Eastside, shooters on detail Go purchase a new Chanel, I need a refill Strikers in Trackhawks, ridin' the V12 I pick the mood, dawg, I pick the entail Get it trippin', all you gon' see is shells [Chorus] If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you We don't trust you niggas, we don't (I don't trust no motherf*ckin' body) We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you niggas, we don't (Smiling faces) We don't trust you (Show no traces) (Of the evil that lurks within) [Verse 2] You a nigga number one fan, dog Sneak dissin', I don't understand, dog Pillowtalkin', actin' like a fed, dog I don't need another fake friend, dog Can't be 'bout a ho, 'cause we sharin', dog In you feelings, nigga, why you playin', dog? Give her backshots, while she layin' down Keep the Glock cocked, I don't trust hoes Top shotter, goin' for the gusto Like a real dog, I don't mutt hoes Get the load, you a John Doe Bubble Eye Benz on a ho Rappin' so pretend, you a ho Now I figure, nigga tag a nigga toe Ain't no tappin' in, better blow Tired of poppin' pills, but he blessed Flash a couple M's on my chest Ain't no sabotagin', lil' finesse We was in the field, placin' bets Still gettin' chills in my flesh Takin' comma, turn it to success Thoroughbred and Pluto, nothin' less Twenty drivers parked at the jet Whip the Phantom to the projects Death before dishonor, no confess [Chorus] We don't trust you niggas, we don't (Smiling faces) We don't trust you nigga, we don't (Pretend to be your friend) We don't trust you [Outro] We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no (Trust is a motherf*cker) If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm- If Young Metro don't trust, I'm gon' shoot you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you (Trust is a motherf*cker)

I done met a few fake ngz in they feelings Put that pressure to em Cause he thought I ain't see him scheming Show em what I'm bout Been flippin on the other side Speak that b.s tryna play it like he one way I'ma nuisance let em tell it He a runaway I don't fk with slaves Ain't conducive to my pedigree I done came aways I ain't cheating off no bytch Thats the code to his game Nga living like a snitch Once a snake always snake You ain't gotta try and switch You can video record post that bs up on twitch Once a brother came foe Now he feeling that torment You can run ya mouf now We gone see who fkn lit X mark that spot Show up to ya mamas house this it Drop the geo let em know I'ma bout to make a fkn hit Broke the code bet he knows Nga I been running shyt You ain't standing on no toes scheming off the a nga shyt Took the crown back now he looking like a nga bytch Bet I fall back he ain't tryna see the blik...

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Metro is very talented producer with great tehnique. He Show how trap can be Creative music. He sample everything, make own style

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