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

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  • Published: 12 August 2019
  • Dreamville - Sacrifices ft. EARTHGANG, J. Cole, Smino & Saba (Official Music Video)
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Comments • 6 494

  • Shay J
    Shay J  2 minutes back

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

    • IAm Atlas
      IAm Atlas  7 minutes back

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

      • Butter Scotch
        Butter Scotch  15 minutes back

        legend says he cried HIMSELF making this song

        • Paul Perez
          Paul Perez  35 minutes back

          Kendrick Lamar should’ve been in this song otc

          • Marilena Romero
            Marilena Romero  38 minutes back

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

            • Ramal Brown
              Ramal Brown  1 hours back

              This generations dungeon family

              • Morgan Morgans
                Morgan Morgans  2 hours back

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

                • Bishop Chilton
                  Bishop Chilton  2 hours back

                  Damn that was spectacular

                  • ronald chitauro
                    ronald chitauro  2 hours back

                    Littt

                    • Terrance Turner
                      Terrance Turner  2 hours back

                      Saba verse effertortless. 🔥

                      • NotMrTaquero Bruh
                        NotMrTaquero Bruh  2 hours back

                        all dislikes are people who don't appreciate talent

                        • Jay Buchanan
                          Jay Buchanan  2 hours back

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

                          • BlueCrax
                            BlueCrax  3 hours back

                            featuring j. cole? FEATURING!?!

                            • Dr Phot
                              Dr Phot  3 hours back

                              4:00 Enters King Cole!

                              • Seyitan T
                                Seyitan T  3 hours back

                                Saba & Smino went innn

                                • Enzyme Boost
                                  Enzyme Boost  3 hours back

                                  Good human music

                                  • humble narcissist
                                    humble narcissist  3 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  4 hours back

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

                                          • Beast Laser
                                            Beast Laser  4 hours back

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

                                            • Brian Lopez
                                              Brian Lopez  4 hours back

                                              Beautiful

                                              • Ghost Raps
                                                Ghost Raps  4 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  5 hours back

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

                                                    • MAJOR KEEPER
                                                      MAJOR KEEPER  5 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  5 hours back

                                                        My souls starts dancing 1:15

                                                        • Mark Farhan
                                                          Mark Farhan  5 hours back

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

                                                          • Liamcitoo2
                                                            Liamcitoo2  5 hours back

                                                            Cole is just...something else.

                                                            • DJ XTC
                                                              DJ XTC  6 hours back

                                                              I fucked with Saba more tbh

                                                              • Akiro Hitan
                                                                Akiro Hitan  6 hours back

                                                                Listen to runaway then this. Growth

                                                                • grecia leigue
                                                                  grecia leigue  6 hours back

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

                                                                  • Dee Rich
                                                                    Dee Rich  6 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  7 hours back

                                                                        4:00 his verse 😩❤❤

                                                                        • profanityblvd
                                                                          profanityblvd  7 hours back

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

                                                                          • Rocket Le
                                                                            Rocket Le  8 hours back

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

                                                                            • Devan Divakaran
                                                                              Devan Divakaran  8 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  8 hours back

                                                                                J.Cole is Black Jesus

                                                                                • Yaasme 88
                                                                                  Yaasme 88  9 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  9 hours back

                                                                                    All these niggas spazzed man... Crazy

                                                                                    • أيمن بن صالح
                                                                                      أيمن بن صالح  9 hours back

                                                                                      No nudity its all about music here

                                                                                      • Lord Maxwell
                                                                                        Lord Maxwell  10 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  10 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

                                                                                            • Greg Chris
                                                                                              Greg Chris  11 hours back

                                                                                              Johny Venus is so fucking dopeee

                                                                                              • Kingling52AT
                                                                                                Kingling52AT  11 hours back

                                                                                                Johnny for flow of the year.

                                                                                                • Raheim Hedge-Murray
                                                                                                  Raheim Hedge-Murray  11 hours back

                                                                                                  Cole tht sweater too hard