Dreamville - Sacrifices ft. EARTHGANG, J. Cole, Smino & Saba (Official Music Video)

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  • Raja Sunwar
    Raja Sunwar  17 minutes back

    J.Cole can hit platinum just by saying a single word

    • Matt Lucas
      Matt Lucas  28 minutes back

      I Wonder why songs like this get any diss like

      • Marrz GotBarrz
        Marrz GotBarrz  33 minutes back

        All my fav underground artists

        • Shay J
          Shay J  52 minutes back

          This is so beautiful! The singing, the rapping, the beat- masterpiece.

          • IAm Atlas
            IAm Atlas  57 minutes back

            i literally fuckn love this song
            "hugging the block hugging the block all day..."

            • Butter Scotch
              Butter Scotch  1 hours back

              legend says he cried HIMSELF making this song

              • Paul Perez
                Paul Perez  1 hours back

                Kendrick Lamar should’ve been in this song otc

                • Marilena Romero
                  Marilena Romero  1 hours back

                  I love this song soooo much. Glad they made a video. Thanks foe blessin us

                  • Ramal Brown
                    Ramal Brown  2 hours back

                    This generations dungeon family

                    • Morgan Morgans
                      Morgan Morgans  3 hours back

                      Damn... Cole’s verse hit so hard made me forget I’m single🤧😪

                      • Bishop Chilton
                        Bishop Chilton  3 hours back

                        Damn that was spectacular

                        • ronald chitauro
                          ronald chitauro  3 hours back

                          Littt

                          • Terrance Turner
                            Terrance Turner  3 hours back

                            Saba verse effertortless. 🔥

                            • NotMrTaquero Bruh
                              NotMrTaquero Bruh  3 hours back

                              all dislikes are people who don't appreciate talent

                              • Jay Buchanan
                                Jay Buchanan  3 hours back

                                You sminooooooooooooooo😫😫😫😫 I can’t believe it

                                • BlueCrax
                                  BlueCrax  4 hours back

                                  featuring j. cole? FEATURING!?!

                                  • Dr Phot
                                    Dr Phot  4 hours back

                                    4:00 Enters King Cole!

                                    • Seyitan T
                                      Seyitan T  4 hours back

                                      Saba & Smino went innn

                                      • Enzyme Boost
                                        Enzyme Boost  4 hours back

                                        Good human music

                                        • humble narcissist
                                          humble narcissist  4 hours back

                                          Young black male I try to effect by kicking the facts And stacking much mail I'm packing a gat 'cause guys wanna jack And fuck going to jail 'Cause I ain't a crook, despite how I look I don't sell yayo They judging a brother like covers on books Follow me into a flow I'm sure you know, which way to go I'm hitting 'em out of the doors So slip on the slope, let's skip on the flow I'm fucking the sluts and hoes The bigger the butts the tighter the clothes The gimminy jimminy grows Then whaddaya know, it's off with some clothes Rowd when the crowd says ho That let's me know, they know I can flow Love when they come to my shows I get up and go with skins before When I'm collecting my dough I never respect, the one that I back The quicker the nigga can rap The bigger the check Now watch how they sweat What kind of style is that? The style of a mack, and ready to jack I rendered up piles of black The wacker the pack, the fatter the smack I hate it when real niggas bust. follow me link in bio😤🔥🔥🔥🔥

                                          • Felix Uadiale
                                            Felix Uadiale  4 hours back

                                            Simply beautiful like al green

                                            • Rebwar Soløsten
                                              Rebwar Soløsten  4 hours back

                                              I want to cry
                                              But I also want to celebrate some shit.
                                              This song is just a vibe for life. Describe the life of a good mofo with a song and this is probably the song

                                              • Michael Khounenorath
                                                Michael Khounenorath  5 hours back

                                                Idk about you.. But I swear I listen to this more than the artists!! Repeat 👂🔂🎶

                                                • Beast Laser
                                                  Beast Laser  5 hours back

                                                  Ayyyeeee 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥shout to cole for doing a great feature with 3 great artist .

                                                  • Brian Lopez
                                                    Brian Lopez  5 hours back

                                                    Beautiful

                                                    • Ghost Raps
                                                      Ghost Raps  5 hours back

                                                      I don't see this song hitting Huge Huge Numbers, cause people will not Understand the meaning behind the Bars nor see the beauty in their Styles, They put they whole Heart into this.

                                                      • pi sivongxai
                                                        pi sivongxai  5 hours back

                                                        I like this sound. remind of a Mos Def track.

                                                        • YGD
                                                          YGD  6 hours back

                                                          ayoo, i just dropped a new music video, if you got the time, please check it out!

                                                          • MAJOR KEEPER
                                                            MAJOR KEEPER  6 hours back

                                                            If you smiled on J Cole verse lol like this comment.... you damn near have to look at the lyrics for other rappers but j Cole verse seems more clear; like as if they were rapping in a different language and j Cole Came on the track in English 🤔🤔... maybe because I listen to j Cole music more ?

                                                            • Brother Earth
                                                              Brother Earth  6 hours back

                                                              My souls starts dancing 1:15

                                                              • Mark Farhan
                                                                Mark Farhan  6 hours back

                                                                JCole, killed his part... but NOT a shock since he's the "Greatest right now"!!!!

                                                                • Liamcitoo2
                                                                  Liamcitoo2  6 hours back

                                                                  Cole is just...something else.

                                                                  • DJ XTC
                                                                    DJ XTC  6 hours back

                                                                    I fucked with Saba more tbh

                                                                    • Akiro Hitan
                                                                      Akiro Hitan  7 hours back

                                                                      Listen to runaway then this. Growth

                                                                      • grecia leigue
                                                                        grecia leigue  7 hours back

                                                                        ♥️♥️❤️❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️❤️♥️

                                                                        • Dee Rich
                                                                          Dee Rich  7 hours back

                                                                          That musical production is top notch soul power. Whew! The guitar. Aya! Great music! They can rap...ALL OF EM!

                                                                          • lwoodi _
                                                                            lwoodi _  7 hours back

                                                                            This is why i wish to be an intentional english speaker.

                                                                            • Susana V
                                                                              Susana V  8 hours back

                                                                              4:00 his verse 😩❤❤

                                                                              • profanityblvd
                                                                                profanityblvd  8 hours back

                                                                                This guy bodied this shit, manipulated a reggae flow with trap on that first verse. LYRICS
                                                                                Whole song 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

                                                                                • Rocket Le
                                                                                  Rocket Le  9 hours back

                                                                                  "I been so disconnected my perspective is ignorant" 1 line with so much meaning.dam

                                                                                  • Devan Divakaran
                                                                                    Devan Divakaran  9 hours back

                                                                                    Lyrics :




                                                                                    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
                                                                                    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
                                                                                    That nigga back from the dead
                                                                                    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
                                                                                    Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
                                                                                    Gotta run, gotta fly, gotta float
                                                                                    Channels on top of the dresser
                                                                                    Baby, you down, need to bless up
                                                                                    Gotta watch how you address us
                                                                                    Playing no games, no dress-up
                                                                                    I got an idea
                                                                                    'Less you wildin' out in my hood, dawg ain't right here
                                                                                    Caption me as world nominated before I miss, yeah
                                                                                    Let the AK spray straight before I'm finished, yeah
                                                                                    As a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck a ho and miss, yeah
                                                                                    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
                                                                                    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
                                                                                    Maybe that's what life is
                                                                                    Ay, man, caveman
                                                                                    Two drink, cave in
                                                                                    Two blunt, ease up
                                                                                    Booyah, leaves up
                                                                                    Who care? Who there?
                                                                                    Do what? Wake up
                                                                                    The hell, happened
                                                                                    We want, hands up
                                                                                    Pay you, dare you
                                                                                    Motherfuck, motherfuck
                                                                                    Sister fucked, granny fucked
                                                                                    System, get some
                                                                                    Yeah, you, day two
                                                                                    Yeah, you, you, you
                                                                                    You a van, through the van
                                                                                    Stripper, good Lord
                                                                                    Top chi, not me
                                                                                    Boy, please, whatever
                                                                                    You next, to death
                                                                                    To go, ooh, oh
                                                                                    Who's that? Ring ring
                                                                                    Your number, bang bang
                                                                                    Callin' up, talk it up, move over

                                                                                    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

                                                                                    Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose


                                                                                    Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
                                                                                    It ain't Santa Claus
                                                                                    Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
                                                                                    I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
                                                                                    Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
                                                                                    But it ain't workin', my
                                                                                    Circle on fire like a circus now
                                                                                    Around the same niggas I been around, so
                                                                                    Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (endorse my)
                                                                                    Reggie lil' nigga from the North Side (North Side)
                                                                                    It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (poor sight)
                                                                                    Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
                                                                                    Of course I (of course I), I divorce my (divorce my)
                                                                                    Opinion on advance when you walk past

                                                                                    (On bro, that shit groovy, I made it)

                                                                                    Niggas pull strings like a guitar
                                                                                    Guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers
                                                                                    I'm a real soulful nigga
                                                                                    Collared greens inside your speakers (yeah, yeah)
                                                                                    Ferguson days on Castro
                                                                                    Wasn't no cash flow
                                                                                    But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
                                                                                    I'm good for your whore, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul

                                                                                    Bloody sacrifices


                                                                                    Yeah, ay, look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
                                                                                    They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
                                                                                    You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
                                                                                    You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
                                                                                    Today's shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
                                                                                    I don't need nothing but one take
                                                                                    I'm from the part of the city
                                                                                    Where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
                                                                                    Our politician a fuckface
                                                                                    Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
                                                                                    We do it like a small town wager
                                                                                    How I'm the dropout major
                                                                                    Success stories, I favor
                                                                                    Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
                                                                                    Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
                                                                                    Tail picks, as-salamu alaykum
                                                                                    You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even playin'
                                                                                    I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
                                                                                    All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
                                                                                    I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
                                                                                    Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
                                                                                    Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
                                                                                    Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtape
                                                                                    I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
                                                                                    I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page

                                                                                    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices


                                                                                    You can't be everything to everybody
                                                                                    I wanna be your lover, your best friend
                                                                                    Your Batman, Spiderman
                                                                                    Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
                                                                                    I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
                                                                                    I wanna be the one that feel you up
                                                                                    On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
                                                                                    I wanna be the one to build you up
                                                                                    A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
                                                                                    And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
                                                                                    Pull you under
                                                                                    Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
                                                                                    We done moved out to the Boondocks
                                                                                    Built a big house, there he wonders
                                                                                    How somewhere along the way
                                                                                    He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
                                                                                    I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
                                                                                    When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
                                                                                    Say something crazy, they won't interject
                                                                                    Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
                                                                                    Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
                                                                                    I be havin' to check myself
                                                                                    Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
                                                                                    I be havin' to spread my wealth
                                                                                    I used to be at the crib myself
                                                                                    Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
                                                                                    Where they bag up the raw
                                                                                    They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
                                                                                    And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
                                                                                    Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
                                                                                    And I ran into you like I met you before
                                                                                    Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing

                                                                                    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
                                                                                    I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
                                                                                    She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
                                                                                    She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
                                                                                    Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
                                                                                    She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
                                                                                    She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
                                                                                    I'm crying while writing these words
                                                                                    The tears, they feel good on my face, hey

                                                                                    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
                                                                                    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to
                                                                                    And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
                                                                                    If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to

                                                                                    I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

                                                                                    • Bagus Adhinagoro
                                                                                      Bagus Adhinagoro  9 hours back

                                                                                      J.Cole is Black Jesus

                                                                                      • Yaasme 88
                                                                                        Yaasme 88  10 hours back

                                                                                        Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
                                                                                        Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
                                                                                        That nigga back from the dead
                                                                                        I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
                                                                                        Nigga almost lost his head, yeah
                                                                                        Gotta run, gotta fly, gotta float
                                                                                        Channels on top of the dresser
                                                                                        Baby, you down, need to bless up
                                                                                        Gotta watch how you address us
                                                                                        Playing no games, no dress-up
                                                                                        I got an idea
                                                                                        'Less you wildin' out in my hood, dawg ain't right here
                                                                                        Caption me as world nominated before I miss, yeah
                                                                                        Let the AK spray straight before I'm finished, yeah
                                                                                        As a monologue, talking to the fog, fuck a ho and miss, yeah
                                                                                        I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
                                                                                        Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
                                                                                        Maybe that's what life is
                                                                                        Ay, man, caveman
                                                                                        Two drink, cave in
                                                                                        Two blunt, ease up
                                                                                        Booyah, leaves up
                                                                                        Who care? Who there?
                                                                                        Do what? Wake up
                                                                                        The hell, happened
                                                                                        We want, hands up
                                                                                        Pay you, dare you
                                                                                        Motherfuck, motherfuck
                                                                                        Sister fucked, granny fucked
                                                                                        System, get some
                                                                                        Yeah, you, day two
                                                                                        Yeah, you, you, you
                                                                                        You a van, through the van
                                                                                        Stripper, good Lord
                                                                                        Top chi, not me
                                                                                        Boy, please, whatever
                                                                                        You next, to death
                                                                                        To go, ooh, oh
                                                                                        Who's that? Ring ring
                                                                                        Your number, bang bang
                                                                                        Callin' up, talk it up, move over
                                                                                        I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
                                                                                        Cutthroat, grab his toe, I suppose
                                                                                        Shit lookin' all red from the North with the power
                                                                                        It ain't Santa Claus
                                                                                        Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus
                                                                                        I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I
                                                                                        Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low
                                                                                        But it ain't workin', my
                                                                                        Circle on fire like a circus now
                                                                                        Around the same niggas I been around, so
                                                                                        Of course I (Of course I), endorse my (endorse my)
                                                                                        Reggie lil' nigga from the North Side (North Side)
                                                                                        It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (poor sight)
                                                                                        Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'
                                                                                        Of course I (of course I), I divorce my (divorce my)
                                                                                        Opinion on advance when you walk past
                                                                                        (On bro, that shit groovy, I made it)
                                                                                        Niggas pull strings like a guitar
                                                                                        Guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers
                                                                                        I'm a real soulful nigga
                                                                                        Collared greens inside your speakers (yeah, yeah)
                                                                                        Ferguson days on Castro
                                                                                        Wasn't no cash flow
                                                                                        But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's
                                                                                        I'm good for your whore, let me snatch your soul, soul, soul
                                                                                        Bloody sacrifices
                                                                                        Yeah, ay, look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake
                                                                                        They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday
                                                                                        You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake
                                                                                        You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate
                                                                                        Today's shit, I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake
                                                                                        I don't need nothing but one take
                                                                                        I'm from the part of the city
                                                                                        Where young nigga keep him a nine like one plus eight
                                                                                        Our politician a fuckface
                                                                                        Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta
                                                                                        We do it like a small town wager
                                                                                        How I'm the dropout major
                                                                                        Success stories, I favor
                                                                                        Used to cover my scars, out here tryna cover The Fader
                                                                                        Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders
                                                                                        Tail picks, as-salamu alaykum
                                                                                        You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even playin'
                                                                                        I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate
                                                                                        All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days
                                                                                        I thought I'd call 'em out altogether
                                                                                        Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name
                                                                                        Caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you
                                                                                        Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtape
                                                                                        I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama
                                                                                        I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page
                                                                                        I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
                                                                                        You can't be everything to everybody
                                                                                        I wanna be your lover, your best friend
                                                                                        Your Batman, Spiderman
                                                                                        Fight to polish who and now your rival's in
                                                                                        I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up
                                                                                        I wanna be the one that feel you up
                                                                                        On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up
                                                                                        I wanna be the one to build you up
                                                                                        A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah
                                                                                        And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder
                                                                                        Pull you under
                                                                                        Toss my hopes out, Royal Rumble
                                                                                        We done moved out to the Boondocks
                                                                                        Built a big house, there he wonders
                                                                                        How somewhere along the way
                                                                                        He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler
                                                                                        I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant
                                                                                        When you rich, niggas don't wanna correct you
                                                                                        Say something crazy, they won't interject
                                                                                        Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you
                                                                                        Dangerous when it's nobody to check you
                                                                                        I be havin' to check myself
                                                                                        Nigga, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty
                                                                                        I be havin' to spread my wealth
                                                                                        I used to be at the crib myself
                                                                                        Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard
                                                                                        Where they bag up the raw
                                                                                        They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls
                                                                                        And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws
                                                                                        Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up North on the path of a star
                                                                                        And I ran into you like I met you before
                                                                                        Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing
                                                                                        Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day
                                                                                        I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay
                                                                                        She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day
                                                                                        She ridin' with me on the road, she ridin' with me in the A
                                                                                        Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay
                                                                                        She gave me the gift of my son, and plus we got one on the way
                                                                                        She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay
                                                                                        I'm crying while writing these words
                                                                                        The tears, they feel good on my face, hey
                                                                                        And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
                                                                                        If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
                                                                                        And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah
                                                                                        If I don't love you, how I'm supposed to?
                                                                                        I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

                                                                                        • BaseGod TYBG
                                                                                          BaseGod TYBG  10 hours back

                                                                                          All these niggas spazzed man... Crazy

                                                                                          • أيمن بن صالح
                                                                                            أيمن بن صالح  10 hours back

                                                                                            No nudity its all about music here

                                                                                            • Lord Maxwell
                                                                                              Lord Maxwell  11 hours back

                                                                                              I can’t believe this only has a million plus views.. but that’s okay, keep this gem for the real ones... “TheySleep”

                                                                                              • Abusomwan Santos
                                                                                                Abusomwan Santos  11 hours back

                                                                                                Johnny’s voice was so soothing

                                                                                                • Les Fumiers
                                                                                                  Les Fumiers  11 hours back

                                                                                                  That video give you the smile dunno why but it does