Ay bruh, im trying to hit you on SoundCloud right now. I'm putting some shit together, finding the perfect instrumentals to put my verses over for a short EP and it's only purpose is to show these dudes that are interested in me and want to hear more. If super appreciate if you could help me get this file so I can get it on a track, lay my vocals on a track and move it along. Could be big for me bruh. I'd be happy to send it to you when I'm done too if you'd like to see what this is all about.... Hit me back bro, preciate you!
Wake up with stress Then I roll it roll it Mind is a current an ocean motions Moving like texts in a moment Hold it Just want some breasts just to hold em Oh shit I am a god no Odin hold it Mixing up powders with potions In large proportions Boy listen my shit send you in orbit Sack is so green I roll up a norbit Attacking the beat with all kinds of sauces They ask where it come from but don't know the sources So we show em where the morgue is Raps moving like contortionist
I got angels runnin' 'way, I got demons huntin' me I know 'Pac was 25, I know Jesus 33 I tell Death to keep a distance, I think he obsessed with me I say, "God, that's a woman, " I know she would die for me They want a barcode on my wrist To auction off the kids that don't Fit their description of a utopia (black) Like a problem won't exist if I just don't exist If I grew up without a single pot to piss in, pardon me for ventin' Congress got the nerve to call itself religious Rich just gettin' richer, we just tryna live our life Momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite They killed my cousin with a pocket knife While my uncle on the phone He was gone for more than half my life He got out a year and then he died I was on the road, talking to my father on the phone Left the city when I was just four, none of them would get along Momma beggin' him for winter clothes I was chillin' with my nigga Spook, now they tryna take his Life don't mean shit to a nigga that ain't never had shit, yuh Light don't mean lit in the dark, fight don't mean fists, ooh Eyes don't see, eyes don't see Ice don't freeze, light don't leave I don't mean lie to me Tell me I'll be okay, tell me happier days Tell me that she my bae, that I won't be alone Tell 'em I'll be okay, when he ask, "How's my day?" Tell 'em that we the same, tell em' that we not safe I got my grandaddy's soul, I'm at war, that's on my mind I seen Walter body cold Wish I could switch it with mine I'm not worried 'bout no rap shit, distractions or wasted times I still go to social functions even though I'm so anti No, I'm no Rihanna, The court gonna throw it like Donovan, down a bit, I just been modelin' My whole career as if 'Pac was here, Studio monitors shakin', I raise the apartments I'm bonded with profit, I made what I made, and allot it Amount of time that's in my mind the time you was watchin' So stop comparing me to people, no, I am not them A lot of people dream until they shit or get sh- That's life, momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite They killed my cousin with a pocket knife While my uncle on the phone He was gone for more than half my life He got out a year and then he died I was on a road, talking to my father on the phone Left the city when I was just four None of them would get along Momma beggin' him for winter clothes I was chillin' with my nigga Spook Now they tryna take his life
HI I absolutely LOVE this and am trying to make a sort of cover to this -- is there any way you can dm me and send me a tad slower version? I'm trying to do some singing re-writes and give the chorus some sort of melody. lmk!!
Open up my eyes Tell me what the future fortold I see hardened hearts and harps Playing to a corpse It's cold Dressed for winter Blacked in coats Like death But theres no rain But theirs. Now I know why I'm here It's what the future holds Death will surely find me Like an arrow from cupids spear I see frowns all around me I try to speak and call But all they see Is a bed with nothing at all
Hello dude, I would love to talk with you about reproducing Saba In loving memory instrumental for a project I will need to do. Can you give me your email adress to talk about it ?
You think you know me We isn’t homies I kept it lowkey Right from the onset Icy like offset talking that nonsense Ain’t making progress I guess I digress I’m on a mission Y’all on a sidequest that ain’t no light flex Bitch that’s a gunshow Y’all way too gung-ho I’m calculated Calculate it Then make the call That y’all isn’t makin Tell me why Sumn smell like bacon I’m the realest And I stand by that statement Why you so empty Why you do vacant Why ain’t you hungry You mad complacent
I got angels runnin' 'way, I got demons huntin' me I know 'Pac was 25, I know Jesus 33 I tell Death to keep a distance, I think he obsessed with me I say, "God, that's a woman, " I know she would die for me They want a barcode on my wrist To auction off the kids that don't Fit their description of a utopia (black) Like a problem won't exist if I just don't exist If I grew up without a single pot to piss in, pardon me for ventin' Congress got the nerve to call itself religious Rich just gettin' richer, we just tryna live our life Momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite They killed my cousin with a pocket knife While my uncle on the phone He was gone for more than half my life He got out a year and then he died I was on the road, talking to my father on the phone Left the city when I was just four, none of them would get along Momma beggin' him for winter clothes I was chillin' with my nigga Spook, now they tryna take his Life don't mean shit to a nigga that ain't never had shit, yuh Light don't mean lit in the dark, fight don't mean fists, ooh Eyes don't see, eyes don't see Ice don't freeze, light don't leave I don't mean lie to me Tell me I'll be okay, tell me happier days Tell me that she my bae, that I won't be alone Tell 'em I'll be okay, when he ask, "How's my day?" Tell 'em that we the same, tell em' that we not safe I got my grandaddy's soul, I'm at war, that's on my mind I seen Walter body cold Wish I could switch it with mine I'm not worried 'bout no rap shit, distractions or wasted times I still go to social functions even though I'm so anti No, I'm no Rihanna, The court gonna throw it like Donovan, down a bit, I just been modelin' My whole career as if 'Pac was here, Studio monitors shakin', I raise the apartments I'm bonded with profit, I made what I made, and allot it Amount of time that's in my mind the time you was watchin' So stop comparing me to people, no, I am not them A lot of people dream until they shit or get sh- That's life, momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite They killed my cousin with a pocket knife While my uncle on the phone He was gone for more than half my life He got out a year and then he died I was on a road, talking to my father on the phone Left the city when I was just four None of them would get along Momma beggin' him for winter clothes I was chillin' with my nigga Spook Now they tryna take his life
ytmp3.cc if you want this beat 😷
thebuddha. Please email me akilakhmadali@yahoo.com
Ay bruh, im trying to hit you on SoundCloud right now. I'm putting some shit together, finding the perfect instrumentals to put my verses over for a short EP and it's only purpose is to show these dudes that are interested in me and want to hear more. If super appreciate if you could help me get this file so I can get it on a track, lay my vocals on a track and move it along. Could be big for me bruh. I'd be happy to send it to you when I'm done too if you'd like to see what this is all about.... Hit me back bro, preciate you!
Thank you!
What would it cost to record a remix over this beat?
i’m dead HAHAHAHA
Woah and you're the first person to ever remake a saba beat
John Walt... I never knew him but thru saba's music I wish I did. rest in power.
can't see it; who did John mention?
@@incogb6696 it's saba's cousin i belive
Damn this is basically perfect bro. Well done 👌🏾
A “Sirens” instrumental never gonna drop bro damn, this heat tho
skip to 0:30 and put it on .75x
Them 808s and hats boy damn
If you have any spare time you should remake the beats for Sirens . I don’t know why every time I hear it , I get an immediate vibe from it.
ruclips.net/video/uU3yqFsuDrk/видео.html
Here you go
Dave brought me here - - - nice remake
Letsss go for thisssssss instrumental
This fire
Crazy instrumental homie mad dope i subbed!
This beat is HARD AF!
Can you do Photosynthesis and King/Prom instrumentals
Edward Kelly king/prom and calligraphy
Edward Kelly 1 year later still waiting for someone to do it :(
Nah, Kingprom uses like real drums and if he dosent know he would have to learn
Please remake the others 😭😭
Grey maybe🤔
Calligraphy..... Smile... Idk
haha i would but im hella busy rn... i wanna do prom / king tho just cuz i wanna figure out those snare patterns on part 2 of the beat shit is fuego
thebuddha. W brotha
thebuddha. Can you PLEASE DO GREY !!!! and smile ? Lol
Dope one brother 🔥🔥🔥 Keep it up !
where did u get the 808 from its crazy
I've got angles runnin way
Wake up with stress
Then I roll it roll it
Mind is a current an ocean motions
Moving like texts in a moment
Hold it
Just want some breasts just to hold em
Oh shit
I am a god no Odin hold it
Mixing up powders with potions
In large proportions
Boy listen my shit send you in orbit
Sack is so green I roll up a norbit
Attacking the beat with all kinds of sauces
They ask where it come from but don't know the sources
So we show em where the morgue is
Raps moving like contortionist
I got angels runnin' 'way, I got demons huntin' me
I know 'Pac was 25, I know Jesus 33
I tell Death to keep a distance, I think he obsessed with me
I say, "God, that's a woman, " I know she would die for me
They want a barcode on my wrist
To auction off the kids that don't
Fit their description of a utopia (black)
Like a problem won't exist if I just don't exist
If I grew up without a single pot to piss in, pardon me for ventin'
Congress got the nerve to call itself religious
Rich just gettin' richer, we just tryna live our life
Momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite
They killed my cousin with a pocket knife
While my uncle on the phone
He was gone for more than half my life
He got out a year and then he died
I was on the road, talking to my father on the phone
Left the city when I was just four, none of them would get along
Momma beggin' him for winter clothes
I was chillin' with my nigga Spook, now they tryna take his
Life don't mean shit to a nigga that ain't never had shit, yuh
Light don't mean lit in the dark, fight don't mean fists, ooh
Eyes don't see, eyes don't see
Ice don't freeze, light don't leave
I don't mean lie to me
Tell me I'll be okay, tell me happier days
Tell me that she my bae, that I won't be alone
Tell 'em I'll be okay, when he ask, "How's my day?"
Tell 'em that we the same, tell em' that we not safe
I got my grandaddy's soul, I'm at war, that's on my mind
I seen Walter body cold
Wish I could switch it with mine
I'm not worried 'bout no rap shit, distractions or wasted times
I still go to social functions even though I'm so anti
No, I'm no Rihanna,
The court gonna throw it like
Donovan, down a bit, I just been modelin'
My whole career as if 'Pac was here,
Studio monitors shakin', I raise the apartments
I'm bonded with profit, I made what I made, and allot it
Amount of time that's in my mind the time you was watchin'
So stop comparing me to people, no, I am not them
A lot of people dream until they shit or get sh-
That's life, momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite
They killed my cousin with a pocket knife
While my uncle on the phone
He was gone for more than half my life
He got out a year and then he died
I was on a road, talking to my father on the phone
Left the city when I was just four
None of them would get along
Momma beggin' him for winter clothes
I was chillin' with my nigga Spook
Now they tryna take his life
You still emailing the Mp3's of this ma dude? This is amazing work without doubt!
this is dope as fuck
can u make the Logout instrumental
This shit go hard
HI I absolutely LOVE this and am trying to make a sort of cover to this -- is there any way you can dm me and send me a tad slower version? I'm trying to do some singing re-writes and give the chorus some sort of melody. lmk!!
This sounds like household name by Token slowed down idk why
can i use this on a mashup?
Open up my eyes
Tell me what the future fortold
I see hardened hearts and harps
Playing to a corpse
It's cold
Dressed for winter
Blacked in coats
Like death
But theres no rain
But theirs.
Now I know
why I'm here
It's what the future holds
Death will surely find me
Like an arrow from cupids spear
I see frowns all around me
I try to speak and call
But all they see
Is a bed
with nothing at all
Gotta know this sample🙌🙌
This beat sounds very familiar, I’m trying to remember what songs sound like this but nothing comes to mind.
Did it ever come to you!? I feel the same. Instantly reminded me of another beat, but can't find the song.
tnx for killin my goosebumps w that shitty producer tag
lol thanks for listening playa
love that i wanna waw skrrr
Hey bro, Can I do a cover with your beat? Pls
yo can you do sirens
if you're cashapp ready you can book studio time and i'll remake it for you 👍
What kind of guitar is that at the beginning?
Jason Jimenez stand up bass
Why tf isn’t this video loading
CAN YOU REMAKE MONDAY TO MONDAY BY SABA ? THAT SHIT SLAPS AND I WANNA RAP OVER IT
Hello dude, I would love to talk with you about reproducing Saba In loving memory instrumental for a project I will need to do. Can you give me your email adress to talk about it ?
Vacca Production oakland409 at gmail dot com
@@bagheera has it happen
Sendme project
Let me get on this beat without the tag $
Good job bro, that's fire. Can I use it for a non-profit video on my Channel?
Alloro TV 👍
thebuddha. Thank you so much
Send me 808 bro
You think you know me
We isn’t homies
I kept it lowkey
Right from the onset
Icy like offset
talking that nonsense
Ain’t making progress
I guess I digress
I’m on a mission
Y’all on a sidequest
that ain’t no light flex
Bitch that’s a gunshow
Y’all way too gung-ho
I’m calculated
Calculate it
Then make the call
That y’all isn’t makin
Tell me why
Sumn smell like bacon
I’m the realest
And I stand by that statement
Why you so empty
Why you do vacant
Why ain’t you hungry
You mad complacent
bro please make photosynthesis by saba, i WILL pay for that shit
email me oakland409 at gmail dot com
I got angels runnin' 'way, I got demons huntin' me
I know 'Pac was 25, I know Jesus 33
I tell Death to keep a distance, I think he obsessed with me
I say, "God, that's a woman, " I know she would die for me
They want a barcode on my wrist
To auction off the kids that don't
Fit their description of a utopia (black)
Like a problem won't exist if I just don't exist
If I grew up without a single pot to piss in, pardon me for ventin'
Congress got the nerve to call itself religious
Rich just gettin' richer, we just tryna live our life
Momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite
They killed my cousin with a pocket knife
While my uncle on the phone
He was gone for more than half my life
He got out a year and then he died
I was on the road, talking to my father on the phone
Left the city when I was just four, none of them would get along
Momma beggin' him for winter clothes
I was chillin' with my nigga Spook, now they tryna take his
Life don't mean shit to a nigga that ain't never had shit, yuh
Light don't mean lit in the dark, fight don't mean fists, ooh
Eyes don't see, eyes don't see
Ice don't freeze, light don't leave
I don't mean lie to me
Tell me I'll be okay, tell me happier days
Tell me that she my bae, that I won't be alone
Tell 'em I'll be okay, when he ask, "How's my day?"
Tell 'em that we the same, tell em' that we not safe
I got my grandaddy's soul, I'm at war, that's on my mind
I seen Walter body cold
Wish I could switch it with mine
I'm not worried 'bout no rap shit, distractions or wasted times
I still go to social functions even though I'm so anti
No, I'm no Rihanna,
The court gonna throw it like
Donovan, down a bit, I just been modelin'
My whole career as if 'Pac was here,
Studio monitors shakin', I raise the apartments
I'm bonded with profit, I made what I made, and allot it
Amount of time that's in my mind the time you was watchin'
So stop comparing me to people, no, I am not them
A lot of people dream until they shit or get sh-
That's life, momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite
They killed my cousin with a pocket knife
While my uncle on the phone
He was gone for more than half my life
He got out a year and then he died
I was on a road, talking to my father on the phone
Left the city when I was just four
None of them would get along
Momma beggin' him for winter clothes
I was chillin' with my nigga Spook
Now they tryna take his life