Tyler, The Creator - HOT WIND BLOWS (Instrumental) 

Decided that I will make the Instrumental for every single Song on Call me if you get Lost! New Instrumental should drop daily or every second day!

This sounds like Tyler's wardrobe converted into music

best song on the album imo

Im a flute player and this song hits so different hearing the flute in the back and I’m gonna spend the next week trying to learn this song 😭 so thank you for thissss

This is just masterful production. It’s amazing how this gives me MF DOOM feels with Grand Budapest Hotel visuals.

Bro same day instrumental??? I don’t think people realize the unreal amount of skill that takes

So satisfying, this style reminds me of Brazilian bossa nova

"The wind beneath my wings, the desert eagle beneath my coat"🧊🥶

This song goes SOOOOOOOOO hard, had no business going this hard imo.

One of the best instrumentals I've ever heard

You can’t tell me this doesn’t belong in a Pokémon game

The piano at 0:32 is so good bro

This is the first instrumental remake I've heard inw hich everything's spot on. You even got Tyler's piano part perfect!

It’s that Hotel lobby vibe

This beat makes me wanna rap about a group of friends robbin a bank lol

This gives be MF Doom Vibes to this

I solely like this song for the instrumental it sounds to good to rap on tbh

literally bossa nova

Ladies and gentlemen We just landed in Geneva Yeah, that's in Switzerland We on a yacht A young lady just fed me French vanilla ice cream We all got our toes out, too Call me when you get lost I'ma travel the globe, you keep the block hot Driver, open the door for me, my hand hurt Find us, we playin' hide-and-seek with the passports Where the fuck we at? Oh, the pilot gotta remind us, yeah The luggage is pilin', I needed clothes to wear So many stinkies sit in my wallet, look like a folding chair The Cartier so light on my body, thought I floated here We bolded here, it's Tunechi and Tyler but call me Baudelaire, yeah Out in Switzerland, travel with my bitch, yeah, we kissin', dawg I love when she let me rub her like Michelin A hundred grand to sleep on a bird, the wings are whistlin' like Man, they ain't listenin' Cross the line like immigrants and benefit from it Keep on stuntin' on these niggas Make 'em sick to they stomach, man (you can't stop it) Y'all don't understand, fish so fresh that you could taste the sand Yeah, we gettin' lost but we know who we am (true story) By the, by the, by the, by the some-some-somethin' Treat that last part like you niggas ain't sayin' nothin' Yeah, haha You see these excursions right here? Just too lavish to post on the 'Gram (Gangsta Grillz) Uh (Tunechi) Excuse me, pardon me, the wind, it blow so hard to me Like mother nature arguing about some baby father beepin' I'm stuck in the middle of the sandwich like slaughter meat Got my middle fingers to the cameras, that's what Carter meet From y'all to me, brrt, stop callin' me unless you're ordering I'm on the beat, check out my feet out, and I stay on my feet The corner beat, I'm on a deep route, just throw the ball to me Thought all this lean would have me senile, I guess they see now Let's touch down, catch a beat-down like I catch touchdowns I fuck 'round and slow the beat down and take the drums out The speed of my plum so great, I'ma eat my own flow And I'm in need of a flaw, may eat me a rapper, I might as well eat me a ho I'm hot as hell when the weather is freezin' the cold As the devil and demon and ghost I'ma get even and even get even some more It's too late to even get low, baow Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, that's what I need you to know Mula, Weezy the GOAT The wind beneath my wings, Desert Eagle underneath my coat Yeah, Mula (Bitch) All aboard, nigga You see We just over here admirin' the view of the mountains from the lake Of course Y'all know it's Wolf Haley, man, stop fuckin' playin'

im about to cry brp just listening to this made me fall in love with music again

Didnt think these would drop so soon. Godbless my man

Holy fuck, in the same day. Insta subbed

Omg, you are so fast! I love this 🔥🔥🔥

This could just as easily be a Gil Scott Heron song as it is a Tyler song

this sounds exactly like tyler’s outfits idk how to explain

Could be a night level soundtrack from Sonic unleashed

Idk but this sounds like something that would play in a boondocks fight scene

The NUJABES vibes in this beat is CRAZY 💫💫💫

THIS ONE IS PERFECT

u a real one for makin that google drive

I can't describe how this makes me feel, but heres my best description 🍍🌴😌🎶

Amazing I’ve subbed

Tyler really was a fan of DOOM’s music, huh? This sounds so much like something DOOM would’ve made.

Safe to say i wouldn't have been able to dish out my own food for thought on this beat if it wasn't for this perfect remake. Stay safe and keep killing it!

Perfect!

Are you secretly Tyler???

So sick

Fast af boi

WAIT THIS WAS THE SAME DAY???????

im ur 1000th subscriber bru !

imma need the piano sheets sir this is a masterpiece

The silences and the cuts on the sample suck which isn’t your fault but other than that this is perfection .

Fire fam🔥🔥🔥🔥. Nailed it from the beat transitions and sample💯. Can you do J. Cole-Punching the clock? Nobody on RU-vid has gotten right 🤦🏾‍♂️smh

works so well with instagram reels :)

Thankyou

Henry Mancini has been indirectly responsible for so much beautiful HipHop. I swear his estate should have Elon Musk type money from all these royalties.

niceee!!

*Heat of the desert*

Fast as shit, well done!

This smells so luxurious

Show the project of this instrumental in your DAW please

i need to know how this music was made step by step ohmy gooood

anyone else get Nujabes vibes from this or is it just me?

Architect of instrumentals. Tyler plz link with Earl We need instrumentals!

New subscriber

From desert, in a forgeting place

Dang your early!

Vaporwave!

This that shit boiiiii

thank you mr bolbo

Cartier so light on my body I thought I floated here

Fireee, so you just knew the sample?

this is crazy

Imagine Freddie Gibbs in this beat...

The 10 dislike are the ones who wish they can play the flute. Lmao

I'ma travel the globe, you keep the block hot Driver, open the door for me, my hand hurt Find us, we playin' hide-and-seek with the passports Where the fuck we at? Oh, the pilot gotta remind us, yeah The luggage is pilin', I needed clothes to wear So many stinkies sit in my wallet, look like a folding chair The Cartier so light on my body, thought I floated here We bolded here, it's Tunechi and Tyler but call me Baudelaire, yeah Out in Switzerland, travel with my bitch, yeah, we kissin', dawg I love when she let me rub her like Michelin A hundred grand to sleep on a bird, the wings are whistlin' like Man, they ain't listenin' Cross the line like immigrants and benefit from it Keep on stuntin' on these niggas Make 'em sick to they stomach, man (you can't stop it) Y'all don't understand, fish so fresh that you could taste the sand Yeah, we gettin' lost but we know who we am (true story) By the, by the, by the, by the some-some-somethin' Treat that last part like you niggas ain't sayin' nothin' Yeah, haha You see these excursions right here? Just too lavish to post on the 'Gram (Gangsta Grillz) Uh (Tunechi) Excuse me, pardon me, the wind, it blow so hard to me Like mother nature arguing about some baby father beepin' I'm stuck in the middle of the sandwich like slaughter meat Got my middle fingers to the cameras, that's what Carter meet From y'all to me, brrt, stop callin' me unless you're ordering I'm on the beat, check out my feet out, and I stay on my feet The corner beat, I'm on a deep route, just throw the ball to me Thought all this lean would have me senile, I guess they see now Let's touch down, catch a beat-down like I catch touchdowns I fuck 'round and slow the beat down and take the drums out The speed of my plum so great, I'ma eat my own flow And I'm in need of a flaw, may eat me a rapper, I might as well eat me a ho I'm hot as hell when the weather is freezin' the cold As the devil and demon and ghost I'ma get even and even get even some more It's too late to even get low, baow Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, that's what I need you to know Mula, Weezy the GOAT The wind beneath my wings, Desert Eagle underneath my coat Yeah, Mula (Bitch) All aboard, nigga You see We just over here admirin' the view of the mountains from the lake Of course Y'all know it's Wolf Haley, man, stop fuckin' playin'

They have the nerve to say this is mysterious MUSIC. I guess they have no idea about the scrolls and the original composers angle to making music. The nerve.

sum sum sumtin

That cavi or oregon hit

(My Rap) im finally tag team champion! Always kick out and never tap!

R.I.P MF DOOM

SOOO much better without the DJ yelling all over it. In fact he kinda does that throughout the whole album.

What's the piano chords at 1:03?

does anyone know the flute notes for this song??

flatbush zombies

Giving jungle book vibes

I am a flute player and I am looking for the sheet music everywhere and I can’t find it 😞

0:27

Kinda reminds me of raid by MF DOOM and Madlib

Man I want to get on This beat anyone with a studio on the west coast hit me up

Can I know the name of lady sound in the background

(My Rap) no rurning back.i cant be wack.hit it like a hack.count my money stack by stack.

this feels like it should be in Donkey Kong Country

animale

Ride a bike to this

sounds like a donkey kong level

Where yall get this beats coz i know yall ddnt make them😮😮

sample id?

Flute in the background, Shoot, who getting hacked now, You, I'm getting blacked out, true, I never backed down, blue, Is how I come out new an improved, Punk out a crew or two an then moved to the moon next June an passed out, prove to you whose the man's, how? I grew, I blew, I spaz out, Never lose, abuse these hands out, The Bands loud for the man child, This kid wild, a bit riled up, Mild as a young Tyler was so I'm wilder then fuh with a buzz, not a cut, just because, call it luck, Not the fuzz, Raised a mut, Mama did, now I'm stuck like a stick in the mud,

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pls add lyrics

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Am I the only one who didn't like Lil Wayne's verse on this instrumental? He rapped way too fast and it didn't match the calm and relaxing beat.

Ladies and gentlemen We just landed in Geneva Yeah, that's in Switzerland We on a yacht A young lady just fed me French vanilla ice cream We all got our toes out, too Call me when you get lost I'ma travel the globe, you keep the block hot Driver, open the door for me, my hand hurt Find us, we playin' hide-and-seek with the passports Where the fuck we at? Oh, the pilot gotta remind us, yeah The luggage is pilin', I needed clothes to wear So many stinkies sit in my wallet, look like a folding chair The Cartier so light on my body, thought I floated here We bolded here, it's Tunechi and Tyler but call me Baudelaire, yeah Out in Switzerland, travel with my bitch, yeah, we kissin', dawg I love when she let me rub her like Michelin A hundred grand to sleep on a bird, the wings are whistlin' like Man, they ain't listenin' Cross the line like immigrants and benefit from it Keep on stuntin' on these niggas Make 'em sick to they stomach, man (you can't stop it) Y'all don't understand, fish so fresh that you could taste the sand Yeah, we gettin' lost but we know who we am (true story) By the, by the, by the, by the some-some-somethin' Treat that last part like you niggas ain't sayin' nothin' Yeah, haha You see these excursions right here? Just too lavish to post on the 'Gram (Gangsta Grillz) Uh (Tunechi) Excuse me, pardon me, the wind, it blow so hard to me Like mother nature arguing about some baby father beepin' I'm stuck in the middle of the sandwich like slaughter meat Got my middle fingers to the cameras, that's what Carter meet From y'all to me, brrt, stop callin' me unless you're ordering I'm on the beat, check out my feet out, and I stay on my feet The corner beat, I'm on a deep route, just throw the ball to me Thought all this lean would have me senile, I guess they see now Let's touch down, catch a beat-down like I catch touchdowns I fuck 'round and slow the beat down and take the drums out The speed of my plum so great, I'ma eat my own flow And I'm in need of a flaw, may eat me a rapper, I might as well eat me a ho I'm hot as hell when the weather is freezin' the cold As the devil and demon and ghost I'ma get even and even get even some more It's too late to even get low, baow Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, that's what I need you to know Mula, Weezy the GOAT The wind beneath my wings, Desert Eagle underneath my coat Yeah, Mula (Bitch) All aboard, nigga You see We just over here admirin' the view of the mountains from the lake Of course Y'all know it's Wolf Haley, man, stop fuckin' playin'

0:26

Ladies and gentlemen We just landed in Geneva Yeah, that's in Switzerland We on a yacht A young lady just fed me French vanilla ice cream We all got our toes out, too Call me when you get lost I'ma travel the globe, you keep the block hot Driver, open the door for me, my hand hurt Find us, we playin' hide-and-seek with the passports Where the fuck we at? Oh, the pilot gotta remind us, yeah The luggage is pilin', I needed clothes to wear So many stinkies sit in my wallet, look like a folding chair The Cartier so light on my body, thought I floated here We bolded here, it's Tunechi and Tyler but call me Baudelaire, yeah Out in Switzerland, travel with my bitch, yeah, we kissin', dawg I love when she let me rub her like Michelin A hundred grand to sleep on a bird, the wings are whistlin' like Man, they ain't listenin' Cross the line like immigrants and benefit from it Keep on stuntin' on these niggas Make 'em sick to they stomach, man (you can't stop it) Y'all don't understand, fish so fresh that you could taste the sand Yeah, we gettin' lost but we know who we am (true story) By the, by the, by the, by the some-some-somethin' Treat that last part like you niggas ain't sayin' nothin' Yeah, haha You see these excursions right here? Just too lavish to post on the 'Gram (Gangsta Grillz) Uh (Tunechi) Excuse me, pardon me, the wind, it blow so hard to me Like mother nature arguing about some baby father beepin' I'm stuck in the middle of the sandwich like slaughter meat Got my middle fingers to the cameras, that's what Carter meet From y'all to me, brrt, stop callin' me unless you're ordering I'm on the beat, check out my feet out, and I stay on my feet The corner beat, I'm on a deep route, just throw the ball to me Thought all this lean would have me senile, I guess they see now Let's touch down, catch a beat-down like I catch touchdowns I fuck 'round and slow the beat down and take the drums out The speed of my plum so great, I'ma eat my own flow And I'm in need of a flaw, may eat me a rapper, I might as well eat me a ho I'm hot as hell when the weather is freezin' the cold As the devil and demon and ghost I'ma get even and even get even some more It's too late to even get low, baow Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang, that's what I need you to know Mula, Weezy the GOAT The wind beneath my wings, Desert Eagle underneath my coat Yeah, Mula (Bitch) All aboard, nigga You see We just over here admirin' the view of the mountains from the lake Of course Y'all know it's Wolf Haley, man, stop fuckin' playin'

0:19