Tracks Similar To Fiya
Stove
Artist(s): Saint Andrews
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Writer(s):
Anthony Thompson (ASCAP) 33.34% / Joseph Michael Darby (BMI) 33.33% / Ty Frankel (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drill, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Trap
Keywords:
Alley, Chicago, City, Cocaine, Conflict, Confrontation, Crime, Danger, Dark, Dealer, Death, Drill, Drinking, Drive By, Drug Deal, Drug Dealer, Druggy, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Fight, Gang, Gangster, Hood, Intimidating, Jail, Murder, Party, Scary, Smoke, Streets, Struggle, Tough, Trippy, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
67
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Stove
Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Man hunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em
Hook:
I make it hot, well I just put it on the stove boy
I grab that whip and then I put it on the stove boy
You need a hit, well I just took it off the stove boy
I take that b**** and then I put her on the stove boy
I just stay up on that stove boy
I be whipping on that stove boy
I make it hot well I just put it on the stove boy
On the stove boy
I make it hot up on my own boy
You cracking slick and get a tone boy
You n****s talking about a zone boy
We (redacted) boys, you better know your home boy
You n****s better do your homework
You n****s better get your own work
I take your b**** and make that ho twerk
Hook:
I make it hot, well I just put it on the stove boy
I grab that whip and then I put it on the stove boy
You need a hit, well I just took it off the stove boy
I take that b**** and then I put her on the stove boy
I just stay up on that stove boy
I be whipping on that stove boy
I make it hot well I just put it on the stove boy
On the stove boy
Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Man hunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em
Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Manhunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em
I Don't Know
Artist(s): Saint Andrews
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Writer(s):
Anthony Thompson (ASCAP) 33.34% / Joseph Michael Darby (BMI) 33.33% / Ty Frankel (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drill, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Trap
Keywords:
Chicago, City, Cocaine, Conflict, Confrontation, Crime, Danger, Dark, Dark Alley, Dealer, Death, Drill, Drinking, Drive By, Druggy, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Fight, Gang, Gangster, Hood, Intimidating, Jail, Murder, Party, Scary, Smoke, Streets, Struggle, Tough, Trippy, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
68
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Don't Know
If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***
Verse 1:
Look up in my eyes but they're probably closed
It's a lot of s*** I ain't gotta know
I can probably change it but I probably won't
Don't ask me no questions n****, I don't know
n****s riding with me, well they probably vicious
We just out in traffic and we hitting switches
Don't ask me bout them, I ain't hit them b****es
We so different, cock it back and we gon hit ya
Quiet n**** hit the loud
Find a door and kick it down
Don't know what this s***'s about
All these rappers, kick em out
Take a b**** and d*** her down
And I just might lick her down
Hope I make my n****s proud
So much changed from then to now
Hook:
If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***
If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***
Verse 2:
I be over east but I whip so quick
I be over west trying to hit that b****
Got a lotta stress so the s*** stay lit
Rap don't work Ima hit that lick
Got no compassion, gotta survive
Got all the traction, got all the drive
I don't react to all of the lies
Take me off the map, guess you can try
Boy you know I'm out the way, I'm trying to crack another safe
Get some ratchets out my face and flick them ashes out the way
Looking for a compliment that I ain't passin out today
Know my actions is my name so don't ask me bout my name
Only way I'm staying broke is if a casket in the way
I be chillin But I guess I'm on that active s*** today
They out of character, I guess they on some actor s*** today
My mans moving slow, I guess he on that activis today
If I get booked, I don't know s***
Raised Up
Artist(s): Ty Frankel
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Writer(s):
Ty Frankel (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap, Reality TV, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Background, Chill, Club, Crisp, Dance, Drugs, Emotional, Fame, Flash Back, Glamour, Late Night, Money, Mug Shot, Rehab, Sad, Sports, Streets, Tough, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Bells, Drums, Percussion, Snare Drum, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
74
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
I Run It
Artist(s): Ty Frankel
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Writer(s):
Ty Frankel (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Atlanta, Big, Cars, Club, Cocky, Confrontational, Crisp, Dance, Dirty South, Drugs, Fame, Huge, Intense, Money, Rebellious, Sports, Streets, Strip Club, Swag, Swagger
Instruments:
808, Bass, Brass, Drums, Percussion, Snare Drum, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
64
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Ready
Artist(s): IamViix
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Writer(s):
Marco Cian (SOCAN) 40% / Pete Momarr Scott (BMI) 20% / Zarnoosh Bilimoria (SOCAN) 40%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
After Party, Aggressive, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Dope, Druggy, Drugs, Edgy, Eerie, Getting High, Gritty, Hypnotic, Party, Power, Sports, Streets, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
808 Kick, Bass, Drums, Percussion, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
100
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ready
READY
PRE-CHORUS
Taking off like rocket
Move too fast can't stop it
Got pull corner pocket
Yeah (3X)
CHORUS
Cause I'm ready, ready
Cause I'm ready
VERSE 1
I'm ready to take off like a rocket,
And it's no way that you can try to stop it,
I'm so high right now, higher than a cockpit,
I'm so high right now I think I might need myself a pilot
So fly and don't got no stylist,
Don't drive less it got no mileage
No time since got this on my wrist
Too sick, too sick like it's virus
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Ready to take off like a rocket
When my team link, it's a mosh pit
Zoom too fast can't stop it,
No hands, autopilot,
No keys, push, start driving,
Zoom (3X)
CHORUS
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
Came Through Killing It
Artist(s): WEARETHEGOOD
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Writer(s):
Ignacio Saucedo (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
After Party, Aggressive, Bling, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Dope, Druggy, Drugs, Eerie, Flaunting, Gold Chain, Gritty, Hypnotic, Jewelry, Limo, Mean, Party, Power, Southern, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Taunting, Thug, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
149
Key:
G♯m/A♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Came Through Killing It
CAME THROUGH KILLING IT
CHORUS
Came thru killing it...man down
Working with the drip put the pan down
I just got a bag bring the bands out
Came thru killing it...man down
Came thru killing it...man down
Came thru killing it...man down
I just got a bag bring the bands out
Came thru killing it...man down
VERSE 1
I just came thru with the monster bag
Know I grew up where the monsters at
Any time we talking, where the commas at?
Dripping all this flavor Willy Wonka swag! OH OH
I gotta get it in bands though, I gotta get an advance though
All this money keep my pants low, who gon tell me that I can't though?
Don't be stunting for the gram though, know I came up out the bando
Ain't a neighborhood I can't go, what we talking? Yes
CHORUS
OUTRO
Get the bag get the bag get the bag
Get the bag get the bag get the bag
Pop a tag, pop a tag, pop a tag
Get the bag, get the bag man down
CHORUS
Big Drip
Artist(s): WEARETHEGOOD
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Writer(s):
Sage Elias Rodrigo (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
After Party, Aggressive, Bling, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Dope, Druggy, Drugs, Eerie, Flaunting, Gold Chain, Gritty, Hypnotic, Jewelry, Limo, Mean, Party, Power, Southern, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Taunting, Thug, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
120
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Big Drip
BIG DRIP
CHORUS
Feeling like I can't lose
How you gon stop these moves?
Drop top drop top drop top
Look how the light come through
Yea...oh ohhhhh
Big Drip big drip Big drip Big drip
Oh oooh
Big drip Big drip Big drip Big drip
Feeling like I can't lose
Don't you know I paid my dues
Top flo top flo top flo
Oh you gotta see these views
Yea...oh ohhhhh
Big Drip big drip Big drip Big drip
Oh oooh
Big drip Big drip Big drip Big drip
VERSE 1
I been doing real outstanding
Working with the moves no dancing
I been in control like Janet
So high I'm on a whole other planet
Wrist like water with the patek
Drowning in designer I'm an addict
Your diamonds real cloudy that's static
I don't want yo girl I already had it
VERSE 2
I send 20 racks don't even blink
I spent 20 more didn't even think
I bought a 100 bottles I don't even drink
My ice too cold I'm need a mink
My diamonds going crazy I'm need a shrink
Whole lotta cash I'm a need a Brink
Got butterfly doors on the lambo
Who gonna tell me anywhere that I can't go?
CHORUS
Trapped
Artist(s): Andre Mayeux
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Writer(s):
Sharon S. Mayeux (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Documentary, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap, World
Keywords:
Arabian, Arabic, Bazaar, Belly Dance, Club, Dance, Dark, Desert, Hookah, Late Night, Marketplace, Middle East, Middle Eastern Influence, Ominous, Pyramids, Sun, Suspense, Tension, Travel, Veil
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths, Tanpura, Vocal Sample
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
115
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Arabian Darkness
Artist(s): Courtney Seven
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Writer(s):
Courtney Seven (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Documentary, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap, World
Keywords:
Arabian, Arabic, Bazaar, Belly Dance, Club, Dance, Dark, Desert, Hookah, Late Night, Marketplace, Middle East, Middle Eastern Influence, Ominous, Pyramids, Sun, Tension, Travel, Veil, Vocal Sounds
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
75
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Ubetcha
Artist(s): Yaydo
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Writer(s):
Alex Larkman (PRS) 45% / Jason Aaron Garland-Milhauser (BMI) 55%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
After Party, Bling, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Dope, Druggy, Drugs, Eerie, Explicit Lyrics, Flaunting, Gold Chain, Hypnotic, Jewelry, Limo, Mean, Party, Power, Southern, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Taunting, Thug, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
110
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ubetcha
Bouta be a celebrity in my home town,
People that f*** with me? Like my whole town,
Cities that heard of me likely your town,
Cause the flow is hittin' smoother than a Jawn from Motown
Yay to the dizzo on the go hard,
Ain't met nobody dap worthy so far,
21 years and B**** i still ain't tryna hear it now the block list long gotta a motherf***** scroll bar
Tell me whatchu know about the kid,
Acting like you ain't know what he did,
Acting like your ain't hear what he said,
Acting like acting right gonna save your f***** head
Made it this far brought the whole crew,
Now the pockets lookin' straight up outta Whole Foods,
I been talkin' bouta mill, you been talking bouta pill so I ain't never worried pillow talkings what the hoes do
That Midwest slang gotta fear it,
Banging in your ears like rat, tat, tatta,
They say you bouta blow can you feel it,
Look at that b**** like
OH UBETCHA,
Oh UBETCHA,
Oh UBETCHA,
Flick out your wrist like your Rollie don't fit ya
Look I think it's about time we talked,
You xmens are frauds, your best friends a narc, Your bars jelly soft,
Your songs barely pop, and if your dawgs wanna bark then I'm letting the tech spark
Lot of em looking at me s-sideways,
Prolly cause they know it's going my way,
Seen this s*** comin from like a mile away, now I'm lookin back at the road like I'm in the drive way
Look I'm Holdin the truth, I shoulder the youth, might blow out your mind like a roof-a-less coupe,
And as for the crew, you know what we do, don't talk to Feds so I can't talk to you,
And I done so many things already where I'm heading but it got me thinking really what's there left to do
Cause I been pushing juice, and jumping hoops, and folding troops, conduct caboose and the Next stop is the roof
Can you dig it, can feel it, why can't you see my N****,
Independent, illest pendants, they depending on me my n****,
For my cousin, get to bussin, no discussion, ain't no IV's my n****
Going ignant, just to show ya, even at you own game I gotcha beat my n****
UBETCHA,
Oh ubetcha,
UBETCHA,
Oh ubetcha.
Trapped In The Desert
Artist(s): Courtney Seven
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Writer(s):
Courtney Seven (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Documentary, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap, World
Keywords:
Arabian, Arabic, Bazaar, Belly Dance, Club, Dance, Dark, Desert, Hookah, Late Night, Marketplace, Middle East, Middle Eastern Influence, Ominous, Pyramids, Sun, Suspense, Tension, Travel, Veil, Vocal Sounds
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
75
Key:
E♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
The Dead Sea
Artist(s): Courtney Seven
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Writer(s):
Courtney Seven (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Documentary, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap, World
Keywords:
Arabian, Arabic, Bazaar, Belly Dance, Club, Dance, Dark, Desert, Hookah, Late Night, Marketplace, Middle East, Middle Eastern Influence, Ominous, Pyramids, Sun, Suspense, Tension, Travel, Veil, Vocal Sounds
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
75
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
My Lord
Artist(s): Ty Frankel
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Writer(s):
Ty Frankel (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
EDM, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Reality TV, Trap
Keywords:
Back Alley, Chaotic, Club, Conflict, Confrontation, Crunk, Danger, Dark, Druggy, Drugs, Moody, Rough, Spacey, Tension
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Percussion, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
113
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
See The Clouds
Artist(s): Ty Frankel
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Writer(s):
Ty Frankel (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap, Reality TV, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Background, Chill, Club, Crisp, Dance, Drugs, Emotional, Fame, Flash Back, Glamour, Late Night, Melancholy, Money, Mug Shot, Odds, Rehab, Sad, Sports, Streets, Tough, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Percussion, Piano, Snare Drum, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
78
Key:
F
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Kings Of The Desert
Artist(s): Courtney Seven
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Writer(s):
Courtney Seven (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Documentary, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap, World
Keywords:
Arabian, Arabic, Bazaar, Belly Dance, Club, Dance, Dark, Desert, Hookah, Late Night, Marketplace, Middle East, Middle Eastern Influence, Ominous, Pyramids, Sun, Suspense, Tension, Travel, Veil
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
90
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Assassins
Artist(s): Courtney Seven
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Writer(s):
Courtney Seven (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Old School, Reality TV
Keywords:
Ambient, Atmospheric, Beats, Chill, City, Cool, Dark, Drugs, Haze, Hazy, Hood, Laid Back, Lo Fi, Lo-Fi, Menacing, Moody, New York, Old School, Raw, Reflective, Scary, Smoking, Street, Tough, Trippy, Vibe, Weed
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
78
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
No Matter Who
Artist(s): Mpax
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Writer(s):
Alan Ivan Puac (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Trap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bling, Car, Cash, City, Club, Dark, Drive, Druggy, Drugs, Flaunting, Hypnotic, Limo, Money, Rich, Southern, Streets, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy, VIP, Wealth
Instruments:
Bass, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
76
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Mr. Get Back
Artist(s): CaiNo (feat. Trappaz)
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bling, Boss, Car, Cash, City, Club, Desire, Dirty South, Druggy, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Hustle, Hypnotic, Limo, Money, Party, Rich, Southern, Streets, Stripper Pole, Thug, Tough, Trial, Trippy, VIP, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Synths
BPM:
75
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Mr. Get Back
CHORUS:
Still talkin money that's that doe ish
Flyest go-getter and you know it
Eat with all my homies that I roll wit
This is 8ball music to a whole brick
Mr get back homie on the get back x3
If it's all about a check then let me get that
Feelin like a boss feelin feelin like a boss x4
Countin the money and stackin them bands
Chef in the kitchen I'm cookin the yams
Finessin them jugs and trappin them grams
I get to the money you don't understand
Time to get littie and run thru the city
Got hundreds and fiftys
Got drums on the 50
Got shooters that's with me you dig me you dig me
You wanna get busy then come n get with me
Bossed up on flex, need a AP or rolex
I'm like KD wit 2 techs
When I shoot boy your shit wet
Diamonds dancing they wet
I'm on comma digits and checks
I'm a go getter for that bankroll
That money here on deck
I'm just tryna get it whip it flip it pitch it make it go
Trappaz on me clip em rip em spit em what you take me for, nah
Never been no _itch
Never been no suckaz
Man I keep me a clip, cuz I don't trust mutha uggaz
Trapped up on go, four pound four oh
I give that green light on your homeboys
That there mean go
We go hard since day one
Me and all my day ones
That NWA ish, we spray ish wit them k guns
Certified this G ish, white work keep weed lit
People bleed like I do, better them bleed than me _itch
We catch wreck and we wreck homies
Shooters wit me on deck homie
Throw bullets see you picked off
Round here we intercept homies
CHORUS
Squeezin round the city, flexin like I'm Nino
Dealin wit them pookies and money like casinos
Getting G money, breakin down them kilos
Course if you a boss then you make your whole team known
I got the sauce now wipe me off
FA on em, I am the boss
Play wit them sticks just not lacrosse
30 shot clips that'll knock you off
Know you heard nigga got the word
I got white n**** I got birds
I got pounds n**** I got herb
Bitches gimme brain n**** I got nerves
I got the urge just to up and splurge
Throw on my ice n**** rock my firs
Everything Gucci and the wrist on burn
Money in my pocket getting rich off her
I'ma go HAM nigga I'ma go HAM
I'ma go Ferrari I'ma go Lam
I'ma go white n**** I'ma go tan
Trap full of white like the Ku Klux Klan
CHORUS
Gotta Habit (Gotta Have It)
Artist(s): CaiNo (feat. MirMulla)
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bling, Car, Cash, City, Club, Desire, Dirty South, Druggy, Drugs, Hypnotic, Limo, Money, Party, Rich, Southern, Streets, Stripper Pole, Thug, Tough, Trippy, VIP, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
76
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gotta Habit (Gotta Have It)
CHORUS:
I gotta habit gotta have it gotta have it.
Repeat x3
I gotta habit cuz they say I wouldn't have it
I gotta habit gotta have it gotta have it.
New lifestyle cuz im tired of living savage
Marble floors with the cabinets living lavish
Find my chick wit cars and bags she living extra
Every day we living easy ain't no pressure
Valet park the whip outside da king of prussia
My brother licensed to carry so please don't test us
I don't smoke but my homies smoke on the best stuff
I don't deal with drugs but now I got the best plug
Got the streets on lock cops just wanna arrest us
But we too legit so nothing they can charge us
We can never be at work and we some bosses
All the money in the world i gotta have it
Every girl in the world i gotta have em
If it ain't bout no money i don't answer
If it ain't bout no money i don't answer
CHORUS
I gotta habit yea that benz a 4 matic
I gotta habit push the pedal swerving traffic
My chick Cuban go both ways she'll probably bag ya
We poppin zans and drinkin lean don't know what happened
Money talkin if you broke don't even answer
I'm fighting cases and my aunt she fighting cancer
And any time she hit my phone I'm gonna answer
I need a deal so i can buy my mom a mansion
In the studio i start to take advantage
Put the beat on start to dab might catch me dancin
Po's they stay try to cuff me i need a ransom
2017 I might just buy a phantom
Fast cars push to start i gotta have it
5 star penthouse in miami
New shoes for sure need a grammy
Pink rose belvediere like some carrots
CHORUS
No Reason
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
After Party, Bling, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Drill, Druggy, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Flaunting, Gold, Gold Chain, Hypnotic, Jewelry, Limo, Party, Power, Southern, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
77
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
No Reason
CHORUS
Stunting on these n*ggas just for no reason
20 gold chains rock them for no reason
450 on the kicks bought them for no reason
I just f*ck your b*tch did that no reason
Left her a** cause she was way to clingy
White heauxs in the lobby begging try to see me
Stunting on these n*ggas just for no reason
20 gold chains rock them for no reason
Verse 1
To much liquor in my system now, think outside the frame you get the picture now
You know I love a college girl, pledging Delta hoping can I f*ck your sister now
AKA mega Vega yea that's what they call me, go and show your girlfriend what I bought, go and show your boyfriend what u taught you, sinning all week Sunday morning at the alter
Pray lord forgive me hoping that he give me, strength against these demons cause they out to get me
Owner sent some bottles to f*ck up my kidneys, young n*ggas balling change my name to Griffey
CHORUS
Verse 2
Free my cousin out the jail cell, I came from food stamps and well fare
I haven't touched a million dollars yet, but I know how being real feel
Get paid then we go pay our tithes, hoping you open your eyes
October 31st all of my snakes in disguise, the sky is the limit
B*tch n*ggas love to despise, above all your hate I will rise, both of my eyes have see the p*ssy between her thighs
You loving her, cuffing her but she the one I would dodge facade you living
N*ggas is n*ggas but act just like b*tches Ms. doubtfire no Robin Williams
Always inside they feelings, I call them lies you living, Perrelli tires I'm wheeling, I'm feeling like millions, surrounding by women I'm gone
Burning Up
Artist(s): Rouvaun Roman
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Writer(s):
Rouvaun Gus Roman (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Trap
Keywords:
Argument, Buildup, Club, Conflict, Confrontation, Cruisin, Dance, Drama, Drop, Drugs, Face Off, Fight, Party, Streets, Strip Club, Tension, Tough, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Strings, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
146
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Binary Code
Artist(s): Courtney Seven
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Writer(s):
Courtney Seven (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Club, Dark, Drop, Heavy, Late Night, Machines, Rave, Sci Fi, Tough, Trippy, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
79
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
For The Money
Artist(s): Tay F. 3rd
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Writer(s):
Deonte Kim (BMI) 50% / Ty Frankel (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV
Keywords:
Aggressive, Ambition, Bling, Cars, Club, Decadence, Determined, Drug Deal, Drug Dealer, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Fame, Greed, Hype, Money, Motivation, Party, Rich, Riding, Streets, Swagger, Thug, Tough, West Coast
Instruments:
Bass, Bells, Drums, Percussion, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
97
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
For The Money
Get it up, get it up
Get it up, get it up (Ayy)
Get it up, get it up
Get it up, get it up (I said I do this for the money)
Yeah, I be out all night
Tell my mama I'ma be alright (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Never be the reason she rich, all she get is bubble gum and hard d*** (Yeah, I do this for the money)
If rappin' don't work then it's kilos, I got a plug on the d-low
I could never go broke, and you could use that as a quote (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Elementary taught me math, easily a nigga passed
Ever since I was a youngin' I was counting mama cash
I used to steal it out her purse, I knew every stash
Double up the thing in half and I put the shit back
I was thuggin', never stole from the store, man
I was busy hitting licks on the door man
We was wildin', and we getting violent
Everybody twisting fingers on that chi chi time man
Grown man, and I'm still on that same s***
Why? I tell em boy, cause I ain't rich
I be going to hard just to make it last
Everybody making money so I know I can
Most niggas die for p****
If she broke, I'd rather ghost ride the p****
Cause money over humans, not women
I've been getting that since I was an imbecile
Yeah, I be out all night
Tell my mama I'ma be alright (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Never be the reason she rich, all she get is bubble gum and hard d*** (Yeah, I do this for the money)
If rappin' don't work then it's kilos, I got a plug on the d-low
I could never go broke, and you could use that as a quote (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Yeah, I be out all night
Tell my mama I'ma be alright (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Never be the reason she rich, all she get is bubble gum and hard d*** (Yeah, I do this for the money)
If rappin' don't work then it's kilos, I got a plug on the d-low
I could never go broke, and you could use that as a quote (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Yeah, I do this for the money
Yeah, I do this for the money
For the money
Yeah I, y-yeah I do this for the money
For the money
Everyday
Artist(s): Krstos (feat. DJ Eristoo & Blaqbone)
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Writer(s):
Christopher Stephen Hicks (ASCAP) 40% / Eric Simiso Khayelihle Phungula (ASCAP) 30% / Vusumndeni Mnikathi (ASCAP) 30%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Future Bass, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alcohol, Attitude, Braggadocious, Club, Cocky, Confident, Control, Cool, Dark, Drinking, Driving, Drugs, Gangster, Getting High, Hood, Hustle, Money, Night Life, Rich, Street, Strength, Success, Swagger, Thug, World Influence, Zulu Language
Instruments:
Bass, Djembe, Drums, Piano, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
74
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Everyday
EVERYDAY (CLEAN)
CHORUS (2X)
I talk about money everyday man
Whiskey on the rocks everyday man
Smoking green leaves everyday man
I pray I pray everyday man (2X)
VERSE 1
I only talk about the moolah
I don't talk about the b*****s
I wanna get rich everyday man
I wanna see my momma happy everyday man
I'm rolling with the rich n****s
I don't talk to the broke n****s
I were gucci everyday man
I look good everyday man
If you bring me trouble
Then I'll give you double
Hey Mr. Barman give me double
I'm a hustler man
They call me boogie man
They call me killer man
I am not a bad man
I am killer man
I'm a controls killer man
I'm a controls killer man.
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 2
Wozala [Come here]
Bambala [hold this],
Sphethimali [we have money], Sphethiyingane [we have girls], Sphethiyihlahla [we have green leaves],
We sipping Hennessy
We are Superstars,
Sishayukotini thulubheke [we wearing fancy clothes watch and learn],
We moving levels sifuni [we need a] bank,
Awthulumbeje ngobaziwala [let's spend all the money cause it's a turn up].
CHORUS (2X)
____________________________
EVERYDAY (EXPLICIT)
CHORUS (2X)
I talk about money everyday man
Whiskey on the rocks everyday man
Smoking green leaves everyday man
I pray I pray everyday man (2X)
VERSE 1
I only talk about the moolah
I don't talk about the bitches
I wanna get rich everyday man
I wanna see my momma happy everyday man
I'm rolling with the rich niggas
I don't talk to the broke niggas
I were gucci everyday man
I look good everyday man
If you bring me trouble
Then I'll give you double
Hey Mr. Barman give me double
I'm a hustler man
They call me boogie man
They call me killer man
I am not a bad man
I am killer man
I'm a controls killer man
I'm a controls killer man.
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 2
Wozala [Come here]
Bambala [hold this],
Sphethimali [we have money], Sphethiyingane [we have girls], Sphethiyihlahla [we have green leaves],
We sipping Hennessy
We are Superstars,
Sishayukotini thulubheke [we wearing fancy clothes watch and learn],
We moving levels sifuni [we need a] bank,
Awthulumbeje ngobaziwala [let's spend all the money cause it's a turn up].
CHORUS (2X)
You Can't Stop This
Artist(s): WEARETHEGOOD
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Writer(s):
Sage Elias Rodrigo (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Basketball, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Dope, Druggy, Edgy, Game, Gritty, Hypnotic, Mean, Party, Power, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Taunting, Thug, Tough, Trippy, Triumphant, Winning
Instruments:
Drums, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
160
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Can't Stop This
CHORUS
How you gon stop this?
Took up the notches
Big boss cockpit
I'm on your watch list
How you gon stop this? (I can't stop) (3X)
You cannot stop this? (I can't stop)
VERSE 1
I move right you left
Classic like a NES
Big boss moves with the steps
I don't even catch my breath
Class been started you late
Made it from the bottom thats fate
Had to push it up no weight
Did that there in one take
Going all the way no breaks
Big biz no MBA
Bout to make a big wave no lakes
I'm a superhero no cape
My diamonds is flawless
My flow so appealing
I'm balling no Spaulding
I'm working my calling
I gotta go all in
I never be stalling
Move too fast man
CHORUS
VERSE 2
I don't ever stop I run for it
Coming against us you done for it
Got a championship need 1 more
Give the people what they come for
My whole team got big names
Every game we play a big game
Swish swish swish my wrist game
Move too quick like quicksand
CHORUS
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