Manolo Rose shitted on “The What” beat. He took it, dismantled it, then passed it to his homie around 2:45. Go cop his Concrete Rose mixtape for more New York trap music. Here are a few bars from Rose’s recent freestyle:
“I wanna do deals with men who more than consist of
Wall Street Journals and cigarettes, wingtip shoes and tailor-made suits
Black cars to sports cars, we talking about the Porches
House big enough for a fool to get lost in
He took me from loitering in the lobby to a lobbyist, get it?
The Dow prices up and down remind me of the drug game
Remind me of the Reagan era, boy when the flood game
He talked to me in a monotone voice, he said listen
You used to chase the US dollar and that ain’t shit
It’s all about the pounds right now, controlling the Yen
Money ain’t paper no more, it’s electronic
And niggas putting chips in they hand, it’s demonic”
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