Hopeless (prod. lil☆counterspell) [Bb minor - 151 bpm - 432hz] first time posting here in a long time, but i thought i'd come back with something special :) this is a beat i produced the other morning, and it's quickly become one of my favorites. hope y'all enjoy it <3 here's the beatstars link if you would like to purchase it for use: >>> https://bsta.rs/wzKkK0 <<< much love y'all, stay blessed ~Lo$tBoy & lil☆counterspellmore

A single for my new album $KELETAL DIEMOND$ on Spotify link down below.more

griptheblade! (feat. Santxa) By: Lo$tBoy Produced by: Lil Lxgend ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Feels safer when I grip the blade (Grip the blade, yuh) Feel safer when I grip the blade (Yuh) Safer when I grip the blade (The blade, the blade, the blade...) (What, what?) (Got it) Feel safer when I grip the blade (yuh) Skater boy mask off with the grip tape Hater friends intentions gettin misplaced Been party startin (yuh) I'm gettin K, gettin cake Oh for heaven's sake (what?) I lay awake & get the bag like everyday (yeah) Chase the bag in every way (yeah) Chase the bag like a paper chase Hella blazed, in a daze, hella plays For fucks sake Feel like a waste each & every single day (ay) (Ooh) Okay Still workin reguardless Like I'm in a gulag or somethin Pay me or somethin (gone) People fadin me away into nothin You askin for for a handout? That's too bad (yup) Ooh facts (yup) Two tabs New task to pop them loose tags (pop) You mad? Who asked? I'm too fast to get stuck in my own past Like who dat? (cut it up) Chew fat (bitch) Cut that (bitch) Get back I'm just tryna get the cash My crew mad The crewed mast, hue black (yuh) Pearlescent plurals come last They come last Ah Smokin collie, melancholic Depressants & alcoholics Anonymous when timid (yuh!) Intimate, I'm inanimate (yuh!) I got Leeches in my wallet Delta ballin Santxa Bathin' Apin' Flow with Rocket, yuh Legend cookin This team only takin wins muthufukka Never losses Never losses The grass is greener ain't it? I been glossin & flossin & beeming often Dreaming (dreamin) Chasin to be honest I know greatness callin Don't know what to call it I don't know what to call it But I'm takin off like a rocket Bitch, there ain't no stoppin Pistol-poppin, run up on me you get put in a coffin I got a Moncler, I just never wear it Come climb on my Eiffel, baby Like we in Paris Chillin at Malakais With the gang Couple bad bitches gonna scream my name Huh, damn... Smokin that gas, straight propane I fuck that hoe & then fuck on my main I get so high I can't stay in my lane I'ma die before I crash I'm got that bitch, she can't last now I take a perc, relapse Woah, oh... Feel safer when I grip the blade Yea, when I grip the blade (Grip, grip, grip, grip the blade, yea)more