Tracks Similar To No Witnesses
Blowin' That Cash
Artist(s): Paul Croteau
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Writer(s):
Paul Henry Croteau (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alert, Anger, Attitude, Ballin', Boss, City, Cocky, Competition, Cool, Danger, Dark, Drama, Fighting, Gangsta, Gritty, Hazy, Heavy, Hood, Late Night, Night Club, Quirky, Serious, Smokey, Sports, Standoff, Streets, Strutting, Swagger, Trouble, Warning
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
145
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Dead Bro Walking
Artist(s): Paul Croteau
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Writer(s):
Paul Henry Croteau (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Anger, Atmospheric, Blurry, Contemplative, Cool, Dark, Drama, Edgy, Ethereal, Gritty, Hazy, Heavy, Hypnotic, Introspective, Pensive, Serious, Smokey, Streets, Struggle, Swagger, Washy
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
140
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Weeping Mother
Artist(s): Paul Croteau
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Writer(s):
Paul Henry Croteau (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Anger, Atmospheric, Blurry, Contemplative, Cool, Criminal, Dark, Disappointment, Distressed, Drama, Eerie, Emotional Pain, Ethereal, Floating, Hazy, Hurt, Introspective, Mysterious, Quirky, Sad, Serious, Smokey, Streets, Unnerving, Washy
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
150
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Empty Roads
Artist(s): Paul Croteau
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Writer(s):
Paul Henry Croteau (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Blurry, Contemplative, Cool, Dark, Disappointment, Drama, Edgy, Emotional Pain, Gritty, Hazy, Heavy, Hurt, Introspective, Mysterious, Mystery, Quirky, Sad, Serious, Smokey, Strange, Streets, Struggle, Swagger, Trippy, Washy
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
150
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
After Dark
Artist(s): Paul Croteau
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Writer(s):
Paul Henry Croteau (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Anger, Atmospheric, Blurry, Contemplative, Cool, Dark, Disappointment, Drama, Emotional Pain, Ethereal, Gritty, Hazy, Heavy, Hurt, Introspective, Sad, Serious, Smokey, Streets, Struggle, Swagger, Washy
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
150
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Elroy Jetson's Fav Song
Artist(s): Square Biz
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Writer(s):
Michael Vondell Jr Dalton (BMI) 50% / Terrence R. Robinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, City, Cold, Danger, Dark, Digital, Dramatic, Evil, Future, Machinery, Metallic, Mysterious, Robotic, Sci Fi, Science, Serious, Street, Suspense, Swagger, Technology, Tension, Thug, Unsettling, Vibey
Instruments:
808 Bass, Drums, Piano, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
75
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
You Don't Want No Smoke
Artist(s): Marco DiMarco
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Writer(s):
Christopher DiMarco (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Instrumental-Only, Trap
Keywords:
Anger, Atmospheric, Blurry, Contemplative, Cool, Dark, Drama, Gritty, Hazy, Hypnotic, Introspective, Mysterious, Ominous, Pensive, Serious, Smokey, Swagger, Thoughtful, Vibey
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
84
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Flooded
Artist(s): J.Cash The King
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Writer(s):
Johnathan Cash (ASCAP) 50% / Norbert Krecsko (SOCAN) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Against the Odds, Aggressive, Attitude, Back Story, Badass, Ballers, Ballin', Boss, City, Club, Cocky, Confidence, Cool, Empowerment, Energetic, Energized, Family Appreciation, Hood, Hustle, Money, Overcoming Adversity, Overcoming Obstacles, Overcoming Struggle, Powerful, Rich, Streets, Strutting, Success, Swagga, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
79
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Flooded
FLOODED (CLEAN)
CHORUS (2X)
All my diamonds, flooded
All my chains, flooded
Out here getting Money
All the h**s love it
Keep the bag comin'
All the h**s love it
Keep the bag comin'
Pockets full of money
VERSE 1
You with the s**t I got the wave
Money be long it's in a safe
These new n****z they in the way
All in my business I feel a way
Want more money a mil a day
You don't want beef that's Chick-fil-a
I keep a tool on the waist
Don't mess with me when I'm the space
I need it all (I need it all)
I want it all
I'm tryna ball
If I make a call (If I make a call)
Then it get gone
When it get gone
What you was talking was all lies
I stay connected like mob ties
My money matter like all lives
Black people love me at all times
You could never take my spot I worked too hard for this
Prayed every night I talked to God for this
Know a couple n****z quit they job for this
Drip keep me froze on my arm n wrist
I am the man, a master mind
I get it done, action time
I get upset, blast the 9
Without jewelry still shine
Look, we gone get it poppin bruh whenever we on
Just have that bag ready if you calling my phone
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 2
Cash is the King and I'm Flooded forever
You know I'm clever
Back in the jungle I'm Lion
Picked Number 1 like Zion
When it's all said n done icon
My flow hot like cayenne
I need a Grammy do this for family
Back when no food was up in the pantry
Me and my granny would pull up in Camry
I was so antsy to grow up
Now I'm grown up, got it sewn up
Til I've blown up No C4
Yeah I'm Fly no G4 I'm on a flight
Reachin new heights
Never graduated college
I did a remix with knowledge
I don't talk about it I'm bout it
Catch a body shout out Cleo I'm CEO
Remember I was pushing that geo
Kick flows torpedoes cashing out casinos
You already know I'm the greatest don't debate it face it
Diamonds all black they racist I cannot change shit
Happy I made it know they gone hate it
This what I do on a song I'm in my zone
I cannot do no wrong but don't get me wrong
I got the right u could not fathom
I kill s**t at random rap with a passion
You already know I'm back n I'm blasting fantastic
This what happens when give the last shot to an assassin
_______________________________________________
FLOODED (EXPLICIT)
CHORUS (2X)
All my diamonds, flooded
All my chains, flooded
Out here getting Money
All the hoes love it
Keep the bag comin'
All the hoes love it
Keep the bag comin'
Pockets full of money
VERSE 1
You with the shit I got the wave
Money be long it's in a safe
These new niggaz they in the way
All in my business I feel a way
Want more money a mil a day
You don't want beef that's Chick-fil-a
I keep a tool on the waist
Don't mess with me when I'm the space
I need it all (I need it all)
I want it all
I'm tryna ball
If I make a call (If I make a call)
Then it get gone
When it get gone
What you was talking was all lies
I stay connected like mob ties
My money matter like all lives
Black people love me at all times
You could never take my spot I worked too hard for this
Prayed every night I talked to God for this
Know a couple niggaz quit they job for this
Drip keep me froze on my arm n wrist
I am the man, a master mind
I get it done, action time
I get upset, blast the 9
Without jewelry still shine
Look, we gone get it poppin bruh whenever we on
Just have that bag ready if you calling my phone
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 2
Cash is the King and I'm Flooded forever
You know I'm clever
Back in the jungle I'm Lion
Picked Number 1 like Zion
When it's all said n done icon
My flow hot like cayenne
I need a Grammy do this for family
Back when no food was up in the pantry
Me and my granny would pull up in Camry
I was so antsy to grow up
Now I'm grown up, got it sewn up
Til I've blown up No C4
Yeah I'm Fly no G4 I'm on a flight
Reachin new heights
Never graduated college
I did a remix with knowledge
I don't talk about it I'm bout it
Catch a body shout out Cleo I'm CEO
Remember I was pushing that geo
Kick flows torpedoes cashing out casinos
You already know I'm the greatest don't debate it face it Diamonds all black they racist I cannot change shit
Happy I made it know they gone hate it
This what I do on a song I'm in my zone
I cannot do no wrong but don't get me wrong
I got the right u could not fathom
I kill shit at random rap with a passion
You already know I'm back n I'm blasting fantastic
This what happens when give the last shot to an assassin
Eating My Money
Artist(s): Marco Thomas
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Writer(s):
Marco MRC Thomas (GEMA) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Badass, Boss, City, Cocky, Cool, Dark, Drinking, Heavy Bass, Late Night, Lewd, Money, Night Club, Night Life, Stripper, Success, Swagger
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Body Percussion, Strings, Synth, Synth Bass, Vocoder
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
135
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Eating My Money
Eating My Money (CLEAN)
INTRO
Ice cold, imma burning my stacks, Getting this fire into my tracks,
Packing the mill, getting some pills, Taking the trip, this is it,
I got too much money on my bank, (too much money)
Credit card is dripping, girls always stripping. (woo)
VERSE 1
Cuz they smelling my wealth, got more gold than Michael Phelps (easy)
You can see the diamonds very clearly, premium quality,
Got the Cuban like Bill, put it into some Lewinsky,
While I'm spilling Hennessy and Whiskey (risky risky).
I'm sick of all that b***s***, money comes, money goes,
But there comes more than goes, steady flowing into my pockets,
Inviting pickpockets living in my house, paying them money,
To stealing my money, b**** ain't funny (b**** ain't funny).
PRE-CHORUS (2X)
Chilling on the couch, drinking 40-ounce,
Giving hotties p*****, see my homies bounce,
(bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)
Order another round, laying on the ground,
Drink another stout, see the p***** bounce
(bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)
CHORUS (2X)
Bounce back, filling the tank
Throwing the stacks, burning my money,
Serving the plates, they eating my money,
Ratatatat, shooting with Money
Oh s***, killing the bank,
Loading the gat, again and again,
(Bounce back, now bounce back,
Eating my money)
VERSE 2
Life ain't a b****, money is a b****
Let's do a gangbang and p**** her hard,
Management too smart, money avalanche
Ranch neverland, play money (play money),
Always second chance boring (boring)
I don't want more, got enough of all that crap,
Escaping with my jet, escaping with my yacht,
Can't stop, won't stop, Benjamin is always finding me
MIA CIA, I'm the prey,
PRE-CHORUS (2X)
CHORUS (2X)
OUTRO (2X)
Baby bounce back, now bounce bounce
Baby bounce, baby bounce back
Now bounce bounce (They're eating my money!)
Baby bounce back, now bounce bounce
Baby bounce, baby bounce back
Now bounce bounce (Eating my money!)
_________________________________
Eating My Money (EXPLICIT)
INTRO
Ice cold, imma burning my stacks, Getting this fire into my tracks,
Packing the mill, getting some pills, Taking the trip, this is it,
I got too much money on my bank, (too much money)
Credit card's dripping, girls always stripping. (woo)
VERSE 1
Cuz they smelling my wealth, got more gold than Michael Phelps (easy)
You can see the diamonds very clearly, premium quality,
Got the Cuban like Bill, put it into some Lewinsky,
While I'm spilling Hennessy and Whiskey (risky risky).
I'm sick of all that bullshit, money comes, money goes,
But there comes more than goes, steady flowing into my pockets,
Inviting pickpockets living in my house, paying them money,
To stealing my money, bitch ain't funny (bitch ain't funny).
PRE-CHORUS (2X)
Chilling on the couch, drinking 40-ounce,
Giving hotties pounds, see my homies bounce,
(bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)
Order another round, laying on the ground,
Drink another stout, see the pussies bounce
(bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)
CHORUS (2X)
Bounce back, filling the tank
Throwing the stacks, burning my money,
Serving the plates, they eating my money,
Ratatatat, shooting with Money
Oh shit, killing the bank,
Loading the gat, again and again,
(Bounce back, now bounce back,
Eating my money)
VERSE 2
Life ain't a bitch, money is a bitch
Let's do a gangbang and pound her hard,
Management too smart, money avalanche
Ranch neverland, play money (play money),
Always second chance boring (boring)
I don't want more, got enough of all that crap,
Escaping with my jet, escaping with my yacht,
Can't stop, won't stop, Benjamin is always finding me
MIA, CIA, I'm the prey,
PRE-CHORUS (2X)
CHORUS (2X)
OUTRO (2X)
Baby bounce back, now bounce bounce
Baby bounce, baby bounce back
Now bounce bounce (They're eating my money!)
Baby bounce back, now bounce bounce
Baby bounce, baby bounce back
Now bounce bounce (Eating my money!)
Itching To Snitch
Artist(s): Square Biz
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Writer(s):
Michael Vondell Jr Dalton (BMI) 50% / Terrence R Robinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Ballin', Boss, Braggadocious, Brash, Bravado, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Drugs, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Hood, Hustler, Hustlin', Irreverent, Money, Power, Rich, Street, Success, Swagga, Swagger, Throwback Feel, Thug
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Piano, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
75
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Itching To Snitch
ITCHING TO SNITCH (CLEAN)
INTRO
No honor, no ethics,
Witness protection ain't nothing but the
Underground railroad to the grave...you know it's over
VERSE 1
Hustling on the side trying to boss up
Spun his own web now the whole crew caught up
This elevator got some unstable cables
He can't eat from both sides of the table-what you thinking bruh?
PRE-CHORUS
He did what he felt he had to do (He's a snitch)
Preached a sermon on you and the crew (what a b***h)
Federal vaccine, relocate with plenty green
Ever known a rat to turn down cheese? (nah, nah)
CHORUS
Cause he itching to snitch, oh yeah he itching to snitch
He been dancing with the devil, then started to slip
Oh he itching to snitch, oh yeah he itching to snitch
Cooperate in every way, and get up out this b*tch
He snitch in the morning, oh yeah he snitch in the eve
Snitching on absentee folks who stay squeaky clean
Disrespecting the game, when you speak a man's name
That ain't square business, 'cause only b*****s, that comfortable being snitches
VERSE 2
They froze his accounts and killed his businesses
They quick to bring the wife and kids up into this
He folded like a lawn chair, now he's breathing freedom's air
Either way he knew he'd disappear...
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
____________________________________
ITCHING TO SNITCH (EXPLICIT)
INTRO
No honor, no ethics,
Witness protection ain't nothing but the
Underground railroad to the grave...you know it's over
VERSE 1
Hustling on the side trying to boss up
Spun his own web now the whole crew caught up
This elevator got some unstable cables
He can't eat from both sides of the table-what you thinking bruh?
PRE-CHORUS
He did what he felt he had to do (He's a snitch)
Preached a sermon on you and the crew (what a bitch)
Federal vaccine, relocate with plenty green
Ever known a rat to turn down cheese? (Hell nah)
CHORUS
Cause he itching to snitch, oh yeah he itching to snitch
He been dancing with the devil, then started to slip
Oh he itching to snitch, oh yeah he itching to snitch
Cooperate in every way, and get up out this bitch
He snitch in the morning, oh yeah he snitch in the eve
Snitching on absentee folks who stay squeaky clean
Disrespecting the game, when you speak a man's name
That ain't square business, 'cause only bitches, that comfortable being snitches
VERSE 2
They froze his accounts and killed his businesses
They quick to bring the wife and kids up up into this
He folded like a lawn chair, now he's breathing freedom's air
Either way he knew he'd disappear...
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
Dope Boy Balling
Artist(s): Square Biz
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Writer(s):
Michael Vondell Jr Dalton (BMI) 50% / Terrence R Robinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Ballin', Boss, Braggadocious, Brash, Bravado, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Drugs, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Hood, Hustler, Hustlin', Irreverent, Money, Power, Rich, Street, Success, Swagga, Swagger, Throwback Feel, Thug
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Electric Piano, Organ, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
86
Key:
F
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dope Boy Balling
DOPE BOY BALLING (CLEAN)
INTRO
I'm a dope boy...I'm a dope boy
VERSE 1
When it's all said and done, I'm out shining all the rest
Been chasing me for years, now they running out of breath
Could be broke den a m'f*cka, still be fresh to def
You couldn't pay the fee it costs to stand on my steps
They know I'm in the game, life in the fast lane
Everything on me head to toe definitely brand name
Walking slow so they can see me, draped in all these VV-SS's
N*ggas start sweating, counting my blessings
CHORUS 1
I'm a dope boy balling, can't relate to me
I'm the kinda grimy n***a you ain't ever gone be
Dope boy balling, driving haters insane
Swagged out flavor changed the taste of the game
Dripping sauce spicy, oh I'm so nice see
So cold we frozen out the fountain oh I-CEE
Used to set the pace now you steady slow crawling
Scoot over make way for this dope boy balling
VERSE 2
You couldn't bust a grape in a food fight
More useless than flashlight shining in the daylight
Staying on top ain't easy had lots of opposition
Hate to break it to ya playa--you ain't my competition
Looking at me like I'm something off of TV
Frustrated in the mirror wishing you could be me
Want my lady, my car, the watch off my off my wrist
Honestly the way I live is beyond what you could wish
CHORUS 2
I'm a dope boy ballin, can't relate to me
I'm the kinda grimy n***a you ain't ever gone be
Dope boy ballin, driving haters insane
Swagged out flavor changed the taste of the game
BRIDGE
Hit club plenty deep--we all in
Jewelry dripping so hot-it's scalding
Too much money in my pockets--I'm falling
We got cars like the stars--we balling
CHORUS 1
______________________________________
DOPE BOY BALLING (EXPLICIT)
INTRO
I'm a dope boy...I'm a dope boy
VERSE 1
When it's all said and done, I'm out shining all the rest
Been chasing me for years, now they running out of breath
Could be broke den a m'fucka, still be fresh to def
You couldn't pay the fee it costs to stand on my steps
They know I'm in the game, life in the fast lane
Everything on me head to toe definitely brand name
Walking slow so they can see me, draped in all these VV-SS's
Niggas start sweating, counting my blessings
CHORUS 1
I'm a dope boy balling, can't relate to me
I'm the kinda grimy nigga you ain't ever gone be
Dope boy balling, driving haters insane
Swagged out flavor changed the taste of the game
Dripping sauce spicy, oh I'm so nice see
So cold we frozen out the fountain oh I-CEE
Used to set the pace now you steady slow crawling
Scoot over make way for this dope boy balling
VERSE 2
You couldn't bust a grape in a food fight
More useless than flashlight shining in the daylight
Staying on top ain't easy had lots of opposition
Hate to break it to ya playa--you ain't my competition
Looking at me like I'm something off of TV
Frustrated in the mirror wishing you could be me
Want my lady, my car, the watch off my off my wrist
Honestly the way I live is beyond what you could wish
CHORUS 2
I'm a dope boy ballin, can't relate to me
I'm the kinda grimy nigga you ain't ever gone be
Dope boy ballin, driving haters insane
Swagged out flavor changed the taste of the game
BRIDGE
Hit club plenty deep--we all in
Jewelry dripping so hot-it's scalding
Too much money in my pockets--I'm falling
We got cars like the stars--we balling
CHORUS 1
Out My Way
Artist(s): Jon Doe Wonder (feat. NKC)
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Writer(s):
Jonathan Lee Ferguson (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Anger, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Badass, Boss, Breakup, City, Confident, Cool, Dark, Edgy, Empowered, Heavy Bass, Hood, Late Night, Letting Go, Moving On, Night Club, Passionate, Powerful, Relationship ending, Streets, Strength, Swagga, Swagger, Vibey, Washy
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
140
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Out My Way
OUT MY WAY (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
Bet you didn't know
I could beat you at your own game
Now you know
Now you know
Bet you didn't know
I was out for kill
But I kept you close
And they all know
PRE-CHORUS
I'm not the type you can f*** with, baby
I'm the kind to leave you heartless, maybe
You learned your lesson cause
I play for keeps, move with ease
And if you think I'm missing you
Baby please...
CHORUS
Get out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Get out my way
You always want it your way
(You can have your way)
You always want it your way
(I'mma go my way)
VERSE 2
Sleeping in your arms
Had me in your palm
But yeah I know
Yeah I know
Sipping white wine
Blissful baby & I
Got too close
Now I know
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I hope I haunt you
I hope the memory of me and us exhausts you
Boy just get your dirty laundry now and get out
You want your way so show yourself the way down and out
Right now
CHORUS
__________________________
OUT MY WAY (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
Bet you didn't know
I could beat you at your own game
Now you know
Now you know
Bet you didn't know
I was out for kill
But I kept you close
And they all know
PRE-CHORUS
I'm not the type you can fuck with, baby
I'm the kind to leave you heartless, maybe
You learned your lesson cause
I play for keeps, move with ease
And if you think I'm missing you
Baby please...
CHORUS
Get out my way
Out my way (6X)
Get out my way
You always want it your way
(You can have your way)
You always want it your way
(I'mma go my way)
VERSE 2
Sleeping in your arms
Had me in your palm
But yeah I know
Yeah I know
Sipping white wine
Blissful baby and I
Got too close
Now I know
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I hope I haunt you
I hope the memory of me and us exhausts you
Boy just get your dirty laundry now and get out
You want your way so show yourself the way down and out
Right now
CHORUS
The Situation
Artist(s): Marco DiMarco
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Writer(s):
Christopher DiMarco (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Ambient Hip Hop, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Instrumental-Only, Trap
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Blurry, Chill, Contemplative, Cool, Curious, Dark, Drama, Hazy, Hypnotic, Introspective, Mellow, Mysterious, Pensive, Serious, Smokey, Swagger, Thoughtful, Vibey
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Mbira, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
86
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
No Surprise
Artist(s): The Axe Grinders (feat. Terrell Burt)
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Writer(s):
Brendan Holger Nickel (ASCAP) 33% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 33% / Terrell Lamon Burt (BMI) 34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 67%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Chill, City, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Cool, Determination, Focused, Hazy, Heavy Bass, Heavy Guitar, Hyped Up, Motivated, Perseverance, Persistence, Pumped Up, Ready, Smooth, Success, Swagger, Winning Spirit
Instruments:
808 Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Flute, Piano
Year Recorded:
2021
BPM:
146
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
No Surprise
NO SURPRISE
VERSE 1
Ay
(skrt skrt skrt skrt, come on, come on)
Whipping the foreign (foreign)
Making it rain
All day and it's pouring (pouring)
The city is mine (mine)
I run it so hard
I'm winning and soaring (winning and soaring)
Don't throw any shots (oh)
I'm changing the game, steadily morphing
Shooting go off like warnings
If I see an opp
He getting exposed
He getting contorted
PRE-CHORUS
Did some things that I'm not proud of
The streets on lock
That's foul love
A simp
If not you'll see me with the gloves (see me)
I talk reckless
But I back it up
You pop off, it's really bluff
I'm here to change the game because I had enough
CHORUS
When I pull up I'm focused
Haters on edge, they can't even notice
A star like showbiz
I got the juice
A lotta doses
It's the way I win
The way I choose to live my life
I made it when you acted shady
Yeah that's no surprise
When I pull up I'm focused
Haters on edge, they can't even notice
A star like showbiz
I got the juice
A lotta doses
It's the way I shine
Relentless, you can't stop my grind
You can never try to fade me
Yeah that's no surprise
VERSE 2
Pull up in the baddest (skrt)
Hood certified
My name is established (oh yeah)
Was staying real ratchet
Couldn't kick habits
Now I'm living so lavish (so lavish)
Came from the slums
Brought me some pain
It made me so numb
Second to none
Making some moves
Long way from square one
I never run
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I took it all by surprise
I took it all by surprise
No ceilings
Cause my limit is the sky
Haters watch me soar and you can watch me fly
I took it all by surprise (took it, took it, took it, took it)
I took it all by surprise (oh yeah)
No ceilings
Cause my limit is the sky
Haters watch me soar and you can watch me fly
CHORUS
Insecure
Artist(s): Matisse Tsoy
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Writer(s):
Matthew Paul Tsoy (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Trap
Keywords:
Acceptance, Cool, Dark, Depression, Emotional Pain, Hazy, Heavy Bass, Introspective, Loneliness, Longing, Lost In Thought, Melancholy, Mental Illness, Sadness, Smokey, Spacey, Struggle, Tired
Instruments:
808 Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Drums, Electric Guitar, Strings, Synth
Year Recorded:
2021
BPM:
103
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Insecure
INSECURE
CHORUS
I'm not mad
I just want the world to see me
I'm insecure and I'm suffering
I'm not mad
I just want the world to see me
I'm insecure and I'm suffering
VERSE 1
Ay, I'm isolated in pain
Don't wanna feed the display, no
Why can't I feel the same
Ay ay
So I would settle for little
But it'd be better if my head could be accepted in general
Get my mind right
See I ain't never been mental, but what's a pot to a kettle
I been upset and belittled, but it's my mind, right
PRE-CHORUS 1
I just wanna be alone in the back room
Focused all up in my zone cuz I have to
Ain't nobody got my back, turn my back to em
Ain't nobody got my back, turn my back to em
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Ay, I'm isolated in pain
Don't wanna be the display, no
Why can't I feel this sane
Ay ay
See I ain't never been mental
But what's a pot to a kettle
I been upset and belittled, but it's my mind, right
See I won't settle for little
Cuz it'd be better if my head could be accepted in general
Get my mind right
PRE-CHORUS 2
I just wanna be alone in the back room
Focused all up in my zone cuz I have to
Ain't nobody got my back, turn my back to em
Ain't nobody got my back, turn my back to em
I just wanna be alone in the back room
Focused all up in my zone cuz I have to
Ain't nobody got my back, turn my back to em
Ain't nobody got my back, turn my back to em
CHORUS (2X)
Mortals
Artist(s): B-Luv
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Writer(s):
Brian Edward Watson (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Adversity, Attitude, Boss, Champion, City, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Danger, Energetic, Gangsta, High Energy, Hood, Impending, Intensity, Overcoming Obstacles, Power, Reality TV, Sports, Street, Strength, Success, Swagger, Tasking, Tension, Tough, Transition, Trouble, Victorious
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths, Tubular Bells
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
140
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Jacking This Bitch
Artist(s): Square Biz
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Writer(s):
Michael Vondell Jr Dalton (BMI) 50% / Terrence R. Robinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Back Alley, City, Compton, Crime, Dark, Downtown, East LA, Fear, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Mean, Prison, Robbery, Shooting, Street, Struggle, Swagga, Swagger, Tension, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence, West Coast
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Hand Claps, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
106
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Jacking This Bitch
JACKING THIS BIT (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
We been getting into dirt since we been on this earth
Taking penitentiary chances if the work got worth
If you reap a big harvest boi we taking ya crops
You ain't calling the cops, cause we all in the pot
If the pressure increase and the streets is hot
Distros jammed up, like a dirty glocks
I need the bread, the flour and anything I can cook too
When we get hungry lemme show you how crooks do
CHORUS
We hitting this lick, we jacking this bit
Jacking this bit, we jacking this bit
Oh we need this lick, we jacking this bit
Jacking this bit, we jacking this bit
A vet at romancing felonious chances
You got lot of questions but none of the answers
Confused as fake news-who hit u like this?!?!
Can't relax knowing the fact somebody jacked this bit
VERSE 2
Yo my people gotta eat and I run the show
Want quality bread--gotta go for the real dough
Can only hold these fools off for so long
Money getting weak, hunger come on strong
If we do this right, shouldn't need our pistols
Slide past the cameras and security system
Lookouts east, west, north, and south
Get in fast, get the cash then we all smash out
'Cause we hitting this lick, we jacking this bit
Jacking this bit, we jacking this bit
BRIDGE
Déjà vu for you-ain't you been hit before?
Still go dem sucka boys guarding the door
Run up on ya corona-boy you gone be sick
When you realize what happened we done jacked this bit!
CHORUS
OUTRO
We hitting this lick, we jacking this bit
Jacking this bit, we jacking this bit
Oh we need this lick, we jacking this bit
Jackin this bitch, we jackin this bit
__________________________
JACKING THIS BITCH (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
We been getting into dirt since we been on this earth
Taking penitentiary chances if the work got worth
If you reap a big harvest boi we taking ya crops
You ain't calling the cops, cause we all in the pot
If the pressure increase and the streets is hot
Distros jammed up, like dirty glocks
I need the bread, the flour and anything I can cook too
When we get hungry lemme show you how crooks do
CHORUS
We hitting this lick, we jacking this bitch
Jacking this bitch, we jacking this bitch
Oh we need this lick, we jacking this bitch
Jacking this bitch, we jacking this bitch
A vet at romancing felonious chances
You got lot of questions but none of the answers
Confused as fake news-who hit you like this?!?!
Can't relax knowing the fact somebody jacked this bitch
VERSE 2
Yo my people gotta eat and I run the show
Want quality bread--gotta go for the real dough
Can only hold these fools off for so long
Money getting weak, hunger come on strong
If we do this right, shouldn't need our pistols
Slide past the cameras and security system
Lookouts east, west, north, and south
Get in fast, get the cash then we all smash out
'Cause we hitting this lick, we jacking this bitch
Jacking this bitch, we jacking this bitch
BRIDGE
Déjà vu for you-ain't you been hit before?
Still go dem lil fuck boys guarding the door
Run up on ya corona-boy you gone be sick
When you realize what happened we done jacked this bitch!
CHORUS
OUTRO
We hitting this lick, we jacking this bitch
Jacking this bitch, we jacking this bitch
Oh we need this lick, we jacking this bitch
Jackin this bitch, we jackin this bitch
Stupid Busy
Artist(s): ACwavyy
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Writer(s):
Alan Ivan Puac (BMI) 50% / Alexander Edward Cassano (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Busy, Confident, Cool, Crime, Dark, Determined, Gangster, Hood, Hustle, Money, Motivation, Night Life, Overcoming Adversity, Overcoming Struggle, Serious, Showing Off, Street, Success, Swagger, Tension, Thug
Instruments:
Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
160
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Stupid Busy
STUPID BUSY
CHORUS (2X)
What they doin wit me
What they doin wit me
Back to back exotic cars when we move through the city
Been on the run for way to long they wonder who can get him
See how I'm coming game is on I'm gettin stupid busy
VERSE 1
I been patient tired of waiting ain't no time for wasting
Wake up early In the morning and my mind is racin
My mistake I'm tryna be great but I'm still dodging cases
Been working overtime in know it's mine so stop the hatin
Pay attention take a listen no escapin prison.
The way we livin game I give I'm tryna make a difference
See it's a shame u make a name then people fakin friendships
I ain't crying gimme mine that's right I came to get it
We don't stop for nothin busy bee I got it buzzin
Them heavy pockets coming clean like I can mop or something
Let's get the top I want it when are y'all gone stop the Huntin
End up in a box or something just because u got some money
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 2
Been floodin neighborhoods so long we never see a drought
There not a square up in my circle gotta keep em out
Just leave em out we grab the keys and pull the Beamer out
No reachin out We got the water get the leaches out
Now I'm invested got the method see what I been blessed with
We all been tested got thru stress so now we got a message
They wonder who applyin pressure now it's not a question
They say that blind gone lead the blind but us we got Perspective
Been tryna shine the light.
I'm tryna shine it bright
I gotta fight tonight
They tellin me my timings right
Been tryna shine the light.
I'm tryna shine it bright
I gotta fight tonight
They tellin me my timings right
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE
There's repercussion to ya actions Gotta make it happen.
Time ain't waiting for nobody hate it wit a passion.
I took a trip and had to pray that I can make it back in
I ain't slipping for nobody cuz I make the traction
CHORUS (2X)
Go Like Whoa
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Kali Janette Arnott (BMI) 50% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Bravado, Brazen, Confidence, Confident, Edgy, Flossing, Flossy, Gangsta, Hood, Lean, Power, Raw, Shake, Streets, Style, Success, Swagga, Swagger
Instruments:
808 Bass, Brass, Chimes, Drums, SFX, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
81
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Go Like Whoa
GO LIKE WHOA (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
If you're tryna cross me I'd forget it I'd forget about it
Better learn your place before I go and throw a fit about it
Cause I got the money with me yeah I never leave without it
We are not the same, but babe there's never been a doubt about it
Cause I am the real one and I keep it keep it so one hundred
Yeah my touch is gold I'm in control and so I keep em coming
Got em in the palm of my hand cause I can you know they love it
Just in case you don't understand it's my world I keep it running
CHORUS
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like whoa
(3X)
Yeah I got the yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
VERSE 2
I am at the top and you're not and it's cause I do it different
Yeah you're busy trying to fit with them I say f**k the system
You will never be anything and that's more than my opinion
Yeah I tried to tell you before but them b*****s never listen
Feminine adrenaline yeah I'm practically robotic
Gunning for the dream like a queen and I'm going super sonic
Everybody loving my style and so they try to cop it
But you'll never do it like me and that's me just being honest
CHORUS 2
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like whoa
(3X)
Yeah I got the yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
And I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
And I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
Yeah I got the uh
Whoa Whoa Whoa
BRIDGE
I'd forget about it
I throw a fit about it
I never leave without it
There's never been a doubt about it
I keep it so one hundred
And so I keep em coming
Yeah you know they love it
It's my world I keep it running
CHORUS 3 (2X)
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa whoa whoa
TAG (8x)
Whoa whoa whoa
____________________
GO LIKE WHOA (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
If you're tryna cross me I'd forget it I'd forget about it
Better learn your place before I go and throw a fit about it
Cause I got the money with me yeah I never leave without it
We are not the same, but babe there's never been a doubt about it
Cause I am the real one and I keep it keep it so one hundred
Yeah my touch is gold I'm in control and so I keep em coming
Got em in the palm of my hand cause I can you know they love it
Just in case you don't understand it's my world I keep it running
CHORUS
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like whoa
(3X)
Yeah I got the yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
VERSE 2
I am at the top and you're not and it's cause I do it different
Yeah you're busy trying to fit with them I say fuck the system
You will never be anything and that's more than my opinion
Yeah I tried to tell you before but them bitches never listen
Feminine adrenaline yeah I'm practically robotic
Gunning for the dream like a queen and I'm going super sonic
Everybody loving my style and so they try to cop it
But you'll never do it like me and that's me just being honest
CHORUS 2
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like whoa
(3X)
Yeah I got the yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
And I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
And I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
Yeah I got the uh
Whoa Whoa Whoa
BRIDGE
I'd forget about it
I throw a fit about it
I never leave without it
There's never been a doubt about it
I keep it so one hundred
And so I keep em coming
Yeah you know they love it
It's my world I keep it running
CHORUS 3 (2X)
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa whoa whoa
TAG (8x)
Whoa whoa whoa
Talk About Me
Artist(s): Omboi (feat. Blaqbone)
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Writer(s):
Christopher Stephen Hicks (ASCAP) 50% / Vusumndeni Mnikathi (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Alcohol, Attitude, Braggadocious, Cocky, Confident, Control, Cool, Dark, Driving, Fame, Gangster, Hood, Hustle, Killing, Money, Night Life, Rich, Street, Strength, Success, Swagger, Thug, World Influence
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Piano, Sitar, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
88
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Talk About Me
TALK ABOUT ME (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
Everybody wanna talk about me,
B*****s and n****s want to lie about me,
I am rolling with the n****s that are dope man,
If I kill a n***a you a broke man,
My momma told me I am gonna be rich,
If I kill a n***a you are so stench,
I am gonna buy my girlfriend a Lamborghini,
you gonna buy your girlfriend some bikini
CHORUS
Everywhere I go they talk about me, oh they talk about me yeah
They talk about me, Everybody talk about me yeah
Everywhere I go they talk about me, blah blah blah blah yeah
They talk about me, b*****s and n****s
VERSE 2
They talk about me everyday man,
All this Televised everyday man,
they wanna see me die man eh,
they wanna see my momma cry man eh
they don't know that I know man
they don't know that I stay low
money money money calling me man
moolah moolah moolah calling me man
CHORUS
OUTRO
Oh they talk about me
Everybody talk about me
yeah blah blah blah
b*****s and n****s
__________________________________
TALK ABOUT ME (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
Everybody wanna talk about me,
bitches and niggas want to lie about me,
I am rolling with the niggas that are dope man,
Fuck you nigga you a broke man,
My momma told me I am gonna be rich,
Fuck you nigga you are so stench,
I am gonna buy my girlfriend a Lamborghini,
you gonna buy your girlfriend some bikini
CHORUS
Everywhere I go they talk about me, oh they talk about me yeah
They talk about me, Everybody talk about me yeah
Everywhere I go they talk about me, blah blah blah blah yeah
They talk about me, bitches and negros
VERSE 2
They talk about me everyday man,
All this Televised everyday man,
They wanna see me die man eh,
They wanna see my momma cry man eh
They don't know that I know man
They don't know that I stay low
Money money money calling me
Moolah moolah moolah calling me man
CHORUS
OUTRO
Oh they talk about me
Everybody talk about me
Yeah blah blah blah
Bitches and negros
On A Bender
Artist(s): Marco DiMarco
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Writer(s):
Christopher DiMarco (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Instrumental-Only, Trap
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Blurry, Chill, Dark, Drama, Drugs, Ethereal, Floating, Foggy, Gangster, Hazy, Hypnotic, Laid Back, Mellow, Serious, Smokey, Smoking Weed, Washy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Flute, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
85
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
I Was Born Ready
Artist(s): Marco DiMarco
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Writer(s):
Christopher DiMarco (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Instrumental-Only, Trap
Keywords:
Anticipation, Atmospheric, Dark, Drama, Driving, Drugs, Fight, Foggy, Gangster, Hazy, Heavy, Pressure, Serious, Showdown, Smokey, Smoking Weed, Tension, Threatening
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
69
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Dinner Gone Bad
Artist(s): Matthew C. Vander Boegh
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Writer(s):
Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Anticipation, Atmospheric, Dark, Drama, Drugs, Fight, Foggy, Gangster, Hazy, Heavy, Pressure, Serious, Showdown, Smokey, Smoking Weed, Tension, Threatening
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
118
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Dark Matters
Artist(s): Matthew C. Vander Boegh
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Writer(s):
Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Trap
Keywords:
Anticipation, Atmospheric, Dark, Drama, Drugs, Fight, Foggy, Gangster, Hazy, Heavy, Pressure, Serious, Showdown, Smokey, Smoking Weed, Tension, Threatening
Instruments:
Bass, Bells, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
120
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
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
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