
A murky collection of archival trap and raw, unpolished drill. Distorted low-ends meet slurred, hypnotic flows in a basement-tape aesthetic.
March 6, 2020
A hazy, distorted defiance that feels like a late-night drive through a city that never sleeps.
How does The GloFiles, Pt. 4 sound next to the rest of Chief Keef's catalogue?
The production is pushed a touch harder into lo fi than this artist usually allows.
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