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Trippie Redd - BUZZ

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MANSION MUSIK (Sessions)

Glock 18

Trippie Redd - Chasing Chicken Feat. Icewear Vezzo & Boston Richey

OTHERSIDE

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COCO CHANEL

SCREAM

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Wooh) (Back in)
I don’t mess with fakes—nah, I’m locked in (Pow)
Only real ones ridin’ with me, yeah, we boxed in (Let’s go!)
(Huh) (Fake Friends outta bounds)

[Chorus]
I don’t mess with fake friends, nah, that’s dead weight (Dead weight)
Actin’ like they solid, but I peeped how they shape-shift (Wooh)
Sayin' that they ride, but they dip when the flame hit (Skrrt!)
I can spot a snake, boy, you hiss when the chain click (Clink!)
Real ones gon' kill for me—(Pow) ain't no maybe
I been on my grind, never fold, never lazy (Uh-uh)
Tryna play both sides? You ain't never gonna phase me
Fuck a fake friend, they been movin' all shady (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
(Yeah) I was down, had to rise out the basement (Rise!)
Now they tryna call me fam, but they late with it (Too late)
Circle small—diamonds tight, no replacements (Nope)
Crossed me once, now they ghost, no retracement (Woooh!)
Used to dap me up, now I see the envy in they grin (Fake)
Say they got my back, but I felt the knife dig in (Bleed)
Tryna act tough, but your loyalty thin
Ain’t no love in the field, just the steel and the sin (BRRRA!)

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t never needed extra hands on my plate (Nah)
I done fed too many snakes tryna eat off my fate (Greedy)
They don’t ride, they don’t slide, they just wait (Lames)
Til you pop, then they crowdin’ at the gate (Too late)
So I locked in—lil’ Mosey with the glow now (Glow!)
Blue bills in the bag, it’s a show now (Showtime)
They was talkin' down, wanna bro now? (Nah)
Get to steppin’, lil’ bitch, this my throne now (Wooh!)

[Chorus]
I don’t mess with fake friends, nah, that’s dead weight (Yeah)
Actin’ like they solid, but I peeped how they shape-shift (Uh-huh)
Sayin' that they ride, but they dip when the flame hit (Boom!)
I can spot a snake, boy, you hiss when the chain click (Hiss!)
Real ones gon' kill for me—(Pow) ain't no maybe
I been on my grind, never fold, never lazy
Tryna play both sides? You ain't never gonna phase me
Fuck a fake friend, they been movin' all shady (Fake!)

[Verse 2]
(Yeah) Look—back in, I’m stackin’ (Stackin’)
Blue racks, no cappin’ (No cap)
They frontin' on the Gram, real life they lackin’ (Woo!)
I don’t do the talk, just action (Pop!)
Tryna move like bros? But your vibe been weak (Weak)
You was never real, boy, your soul offbeat (Off!)
Tryna surf on my wave, but you drown in the deep (Splash!)
I was swimmin' through the pain while they slept on me (Zzz...)

(Yeah yeah) Now I shine in the moonlight
They was throwin’ dirt—now they watchin’ me bloom right (Grow!)
I don’t gotta flex, let the VVS zoom right (Clink)
Heart cold, I’m just chillin’ in a rude life (Freeze)
I gave trust, they flipped it, that’s the last time (Facts)
I lost friends, gained peace—guess that’s just fine (That’s fine)
Don’t cry when I’m gone, bitch, you crossed lines
You ain’t fam, just a post on a flatline (Wooh)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Back in) (Let’s Go!)
If you fake—stay away (Yeah)
If you real—never stray (Uh-huh)
Got no time for that 

Fake Friends [Prod. PMO Music]

Yung Zay - alright

Intro
Ohhh… Ahhh…
La rue respire, même sous les chaînes
Les rêves blessés traînent dans l’arène
Ohhh… Ahhh…
Ils nous croient morts, on tient encore
Même dans l’ombre, on rêve fort

Couplet 1
Ils effacent l’histoire au marqueur
Racontent nos vies sans nos couleurs
On compte plus les morts sans nom
Ni les silences à l’unisson

On vit dans l’angle mort des plans
Sous leurs spots, on reste transparents
Le béton garde nos secrets
Mais chaque fissure veut parler vrai

Refrain
Ohhh… Ahhh…
On tient encore, même dans l’doute
Même si la lumière fait la soute
Ohhh… Ahhh…
On avance entre les ruines
Nos pas résonnent comme des hymnes

Couplet 2
Le bitume crie quand on s’efface
Mais leurs alarmes couvrent nos traces
Ils parlent d’équité, d’effort
Pendant qu’on se tue à l’effort

Le monde est froid, nos cœurs s’serrent
Mais l’espoir traîne dans la poussière
Et même si les jours s’font durs
On grave nos rêves sur leurs murs

Refrain
Ohhh… Ahhh…
On tient encore, même dans l’doute
Même si la lumière fait la soute
Ohhh… Ahhh…
On avance entre les ruines
Nos pas résonnent comme des hymnes

Pont
Faut qu’on dise, faut qu’on crie
Avant que tout parte en oubli
Faut qu’on ose, faut qu’on montre
Qu’on est l’feu sous leurs décombres

Refrain final
Ohhh… Ahhh…
On tient encore, même dans l’doute
Même si la lumière fait la soute
Ohhh… Ahhh…
Un jour viendra où l’monde penche
Vers la vérité, pas la revanche

Outro
Ohhh… Ahhh…
Ils veulent qu’on plie, qu’on baisse les yeux
Mais même à terre, on reste fiers, on rêve mieux
Ohhh… Ahhh…
Le bitume vit, il porte nos pas
On tient encore, et cette fois… on lâchera pas.

On tient encore

SCREAM

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