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NYB
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Hip-Hop/Rap
NYB was released on December 27, 2024 by Luxury Sound as a part of the album The Matrix
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Release DateDecember 27, 2024
LabelLuxury Sound
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frvhm
Frvhm
Performer
Matty B43
Matty B43
Performer
OL3G
OL3G
Performer
r'Nikulous
r'Nikulous
Performer
Plato
Plato
Performer
Brandon Frahm
Brandon Frahm
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matty B43
Matty B43
Lyrics
OL3G
OL3G
Lyrics
r'Nikulous
r'Nikulous
Lyrics
Plato
Plato
Lyrics
Brandon Frahm
Brandon Frahm
Lyrics
Clout Production
Clout Production
Arranger
producerX
producerX
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon Frahm
Brandon Frahm
Recording Engineer
Clout Production
Clout Production
Vocal Producer
Luxury Sound
Luxury Sound
Producer
producerX
producerX
Vocal Producer

Lyrics

God made me strong He made me brave
When I was lost and out of place
He shined the light down on my face
And I was saved and I was saved
I found redemption in the skies
He wiped the tears out of my eyes
He showed my broken soul the way
And I was saved and I was saved
I fear no more
Hmm
I fear no more
Hmm
I fear no more
Hmm
I got God on my side I got God on mine
I fear no more
Hmm
I fear no more
Hmm
I fear no more
Hmm
Now shut it down
Watch me ball in the Holy Light
Came up from the bottom now I'm reaching for the sky
From the place I made where dreams were amplified
If you don't know what I mean
Then stay in your lane
I got angels watching over me
They protect my flame
Watch me rise watch me soar
No limits
Breaking down all the doors
I'm gonna fall to the day I die
Oh yeah
Ain't stopping me
I'm reaching for the sky
Rising up from the place
Where it all began
No time for haters
I stay in my lane man
Oh yeah
Angels watching over they guide my way
Gonna fall till the day I fade away
I'm on the rise
Reaching for the sky
No boundaries
No limits no questioning
With my angels by my side
I know I can't lose
I'm chasing my dreams
No matter what I choose
I get my bows for the lows
And I'm dogging on these hoes
Tell that bitch to pack her shit
Don't bring your ass around no more
Fuck you bitch and your problems
Beat my meat then stack them dollas
Run around and making mayhem
Toolie loaded up to spray em
Jason Bateman how I keep it
Yeah that's clean money fiend
No you cannot join the team
If I said it
Then I meant it
You pathetic
I'm prophetic
Never faking often flaking
And the good lord knows
That I am motherfucking patient
Patient
Patient
Patient
Patient
2024 is what we're here for
And we bout to start a war like the
Motherfuckin Russians
Yea we
Aiming at your head targeting concussion
Score another touchdown
Nose leaking head gushing
Make her panties hit the ground as your ass
Is running diamonds on my wrists bitch
That's a fucking buss down
Ruby is my birthstone embezzled in my fucking crown
I'm the king of this music shit I'll burn the city down
Feelin like the joker
Gothams bout to fucking drown
Tryina find my Harley Quinn
Expressing love through a pen
Offer self condolences
Tell yourself you gotta win
Cuz the shit you going through
Ain't the fucking end
Don't you see you got
Too much love to give and too much love to spend
Raise that glass up with all your rowdy friends
Pour some liquor out
Cheers to the times you were down and out
No reason for your ass to sit back
Bitch and pout
I woke up today in God mode
I'm feeling like me I feel so free
I'm leaving 2023 yea
Behind me
Aye
Nobody's gonna block me or stop me
2024 is knocking at the door
God consciousness is my one and only goal
I'm growing with my team
While we tap into our dreams
Turning it into our reality
Aye
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
You just got mixed up in the whole thang
They don't wanna captain persona
I drive emotions like Soul train
They don't believe in discipline
But that's not apart of my system
You better get that shit right
Or they'll be sending them signals
Ya pencil neck about to snap tryina erase the clues
I'm a professional producer
Bitch I know a thang or two
Professional investor
Man I create multitudes
Professional psychologist
Cause I prescribe the juice
I don't talk a big game
You just play minor league
Treat me like a sensei
No less than honorably
I done let the birds sing
Death brings harmony
Go ahead and"leave me"
I leave you in mercy
And I don't think it clicked you ain't snapped the fucking picture
You miss it again ya neck bent
I'm talkin captured
We don't miss our moment
Plan it then transfer
This ain't just a movement
Call it the rapture
And you don't understand the lessons and the difficulties
Of tryina make something out of nothing
Mann
No more patience
Fired up erupting on the side of the global sanction
So let this fire work an rain when I see the holy haven
I train the trainers that follow suit
Commanders made by my fucking tailor
Rinse rise repeat
I discovered the holy nation
So hopeless lives I'm sending up to heaven
Are just masters enslaved by their own creation
Bitch I made the holy Banger
Written by: Alex Morris, Brandon Frahm, Clout Production, Matthew O'brien, Matty B43, Nick Clark, OL3G, Plato, Will Brincat, producerX, r'Nikulous
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