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I had to step away from this one. Sometimes you sit down and the chords come immediately. Other times you have to walk away and come back. This was the latter. When I returned, I found an emotion I wasn't expecting. Not Superman is that feeling a provider knows. The weight of showing up when others are depending on you. The exhaustion of knowing you can't stop. I bottled all of that into this track. Nothing sad, just heavy.The foundation is piano over strings at 92 BPM in A minor, with 808s carrying the low end and a synth pad holding the atmospheric space. The production sits in that soulful trap pocket where introspection meets determination. Drums stay minimal, letting the chords breathe. The emotion lands somewhere between late-night R&B vulnerability and the resolve of conscious hip-hop.For artists writing about responsibility without recognition. For verses about the grind of being the one people lean on. For a hook about showing up when you're running on empty.

Someone was talking at me, making a lot of noise, and I wasn't paying them any attention. That dismissive, get-out-of-my-way energy is what I built this beat around. The kind of confidence that doesn't need to explain itself.The production centers on a sharp synth lead and pluck melody riding over rolling 808s, crisp snares, and rapid hi-hats at 126 BPM in A-flat major. Melodic trap energy with swagger and forward momentum. The melody sits bold and unbothered while the low end pushes everything else aside. The pocket stays tight, locked in, no room for hesitation.For artists writing about dismissing distractions, cutting through the noise, or making it clear who runs the room. For verses about confidence that doesn't need validation. For a hook that sits direct and unapologetic, no explanation required.

All of us naughty by nature, but some more than others and this is a truth that can't be denied. However, the glow-up is that much more special when it happens. That's the vibe I wanted to capture here, a track that flips from happy notes to the dark valley and back again.The piano and chimes carry the redemption arc, bright and grateful, while synth pads and bass guitar anchor you to the weight of where you came from. At 95 BPM in A minor, this is dark trap with an emotional range that refuses to stay in one place. The drums keep the pocket steady while the melody shifts between light and shadow, gratitude and memory. It's that confessional trap energy where the celebration never forgets the struggle.For artists writing about the come-up after the fall, for verses that acknowledge both sides of the story without pretending the past didn't happen. For a hook that sits in the space between grateful and haunted, for a closer that ends on hope but remembers the cost.

There's my beat Lost Boyz and now this one. I named it after the cult classic movie. That's why this track has a grimy 808 kick to create a vibe of nowhere to hide. Time to eat.At 144 BPM in E-flat minor, the production leans into dark trap with cinematic intensity meeting atmospheric alt R&B textures. The 808 sits low and patient, letting sharp hi-hats and a shifting synth pad build tension. A synth lead cuts through at intervals like a warning. The pocket stays tight but the mood drifts between eerie and hypnotic, that cloud rap drift over trap aggression.For artists writing about survival, hunger, or the moment right before the move. For verses that sit in the tension between patience and pressure. For a hook that lands half-spoken, half-sung over that grimy low end.