osamason - coming home (prod. perc40)

Calen die in here[prod . dammitonny]

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lyrics: 
Btch i ran it up
U hate on the kid lil btch u dumb as fuk
I get stupid lit cant get as turnt as us
Slut her out real good the way she suck me up

I said fuk em
Yea they steady hating on the kid i said fuk em
It look like we sending out a blitz the way we rush em
I said woah
We tote heavy stick yea no percussion
I said woah
Fuk another btch and then i dub ha
She said no
Hit it quick then leave em , how i love em
I said yo
Look how i turned nothing into something
Im like woah

Yea i catch a vibe in the booth
They like nobody get higher than u
She tell me that im fly im the truth
Bad luck only get green never blue
All these white rocks on me u would think im selling
Fuk a sneak diss put my soul and verse up in dis track
I was born rich did it again i had to double back
Everybody hate but who make 6 figures off a mac

Tell lil baby back up
Wake up fuck a stack up
Too much green no bad luck
Her ass big as mac truck
She gon shake that shit like a dancer
Said im hers that bih hold me for ransom
Some of yall music really sound like cancer
I want a all white rolls i want a danny phantom

Hit the blunt u need a rush
Purple kush my opps is dust
Boy u broke u get no bucks
U not lit if u aint us
Did this shit being myself i would never sell my soul
Kno u rocking stainless steel everything i rock is gold
U gotta really use ur ears yea this rlly my own flow
I did everything u wanted to before 20 yrs old
Ima asshole yuh
I did everything i could to watch the cash grow yuh
Yea they see me winning tell me what u mad for yuh
Rockd a skirt ain give a fuk thats different swag oh yuh yo
Thats that different swag oh yea
Thats that shit u cant afford yea get a bag oh yuh
Btch im rich as fuk tell what u laugh for yuh
Btch in la wan me slide and blo her back out yuh
I would never rap on hoodtrap shoutout max oh yuh
They thought i was at my peak i aint maxed out yet
Woah
Skrrrrrr

Fuk Em

Hoz n freaks (prt 2)

Produced by hsig, damnlifezz, onlycencus, whosbrando

lyrics: 
it just take me a sec to adjust
 to you to you
im saying im needing your love ur love 
its true
i just been holding this pain inside dont know what to do

cause lately i been holding onto you
when really i should hold on to the blues
the way she arch her back know what to do
but for now im staying down and playin cool

yea yea
it took me a lot to adjust 
i know that my time coming up
they try and tell me otherwise
thats when this choppa come in clutch
we gonna let them bullets fly

and i know its hard for you to understand
where i be coming from
and i know its hard for you to comprehend
why i got run it up
it shouldnt be hard for you to understand 
why i just gave a fuck
and with you its all pretend
yea i could tell that you dont show no love

like fuck it lil baby im up
fuck it you know that i up it and buss
yk my brothers they bringing that fye
you wouldnt know yea they keeping it tuck
i really wanna give u this life
but baby yea im just not in a rush
yea i just know that she telling me lies
i could just tell that she is not the one 

cause lately i been holding onto you
when really i should hold on to the blues
the way she arch her back know what to do
but for now im staying down and playin cool

ADJUST

Cornerstone 2[prod.goshxo]

#scfirst

(Chorus)
Yeah
Ion play ball but I hit up da bank
She want da money so I make it rain
She said “boy tell me what’s wrong”, no I can’t
Its been a few days and my heart still in pain
I just want chase and da ma-fuckin pape,
Dis btc uh blow me, she said fuck a vape
O-V to O-V, we pop wit da drac 

Boy you don’t know me, why u hate
Hood n*gga but trap at da bank
Hood n*gga thought you could, you can’t
I don’t wanna chop
No I do not wanna chop, wanna tank
I meet dat boy onna block, inna paint
Okay you shooting, tell me whatchu rank
He don’t get money, lil boy you a lame
I think da money and drugs heal da pain
So much money I make dis ho faint
Why da fuck do these n*ggas they hate
Why is we beefing when we making pape
I took his chopper, he can’t get it back
Dis a head-bopper, you shaking ya head
Been outta school but I still keep dat lead
Life like the ocean but you know i
Tread
I’m still treading
Got dat lead on me, send em to heaven
Money fell on me, think dis a blessing
Put da Glock down, I beat em like tekken
New coat, dis be vetements
Feel like high school jock wit da letterman
We see a op on da block then we trapping em
We get the mop out da car, trigger tappin it
Tryna run from da mob, it ain’t happening
Cappin em, we put a ma-fuckin cap in em, eugh 
Cannot get wit us we lapping ya
Lapping ya,
Money run round me, ain’t lapping ya yeah
Ya ho just like krogers, I’m bagging her
Sike I do not want the hoe but still bagging her yeah
Cannot get wit us we lapping ya
Lapping ya,
Money run round me, ain’t lapping ya yeah

(Chorus)
Yeah
Ion play ball but I hit up da bank
She want da money so I make it rain
She said “boy tell me what’s wrong”, no I can’t
Its been a few days and my heart still in pain
I just want chase and da ma-fuckin pape
Dis btc uh blow me, she said fuck a vape
O-V to O-V, we pop wit da drac

FEAR NO MAN

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