Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
I ball
I always with it
Nine in the clip
Still waiting for a killing
If i have to, i ain't even tripping
Use the .45 or the [???]
Parlayin', just cruising
Wondering who catch a bruisin
Wondering why bad choices boys choosing
And ended up losing
They lives over bullshit
Like trying to catch a G boy's grip
It ain't nowhere, that shit is played out
And everything that keeps on that get high
But fuck it, don't get shy
I'll leave you hermoraging, bleeding in blood clots
Head down, torn nose, hair knots
In red light, and your hand stops
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
"I can't ball, all i do is ride with it
Why i'm always mad?
Is there some other cash in it?
Why i get sent to the mall?"
Cuz you ain't ballin like a G does
It's best to chill and lay low
Get your shit together
And come back for mo'
Instead of walking 'round like a hoe-ass nigga
Cus you broke
These boys shaking like asses, y'all
They run up on me they caught me dead in they clothes
Even if you rich, you will still be smoked
On a table identified by your folks
And no it ain't a hoax
You'll be shotted up for your first word spoke
I don't understand
Why they think I'm playing
These boys speed to a stealth slaying
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
Parlayin', doin my thing
Boys hypnotised, traumatised by the bling
The sort of music that is beyond time.
The sort of music that you feel more than you hear.
I love the fact that vaporwave/dreampunk projects like these have such extremely evocative aesthetics they directly fill your mind with sensations you didn't know you had. You'd maybe think it relies on that solely, but it's coupled with gorgeous musicianship + intense production ideas. The volume and spaces it creates just pull you in instantly whatever your initial mood was.
Still stunning to this day. SUPRAQUENCER
Tender bedroom pop from this artist from Spain that wrestles with emotions amidst whirring drum machines and moody keys. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2021