nggaa always switch his style up for thee next man now it's skrilla he tryna sound like last flow was dababy/bossmandlow

you need to hop back on dark plugg beats bro

drop more plz 2016 og here I NEED THAT 🔥 U THE BEST OUT RN ALWAYS HAVE BEEN LOL

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SECOND NATURE

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Back N Da Day

LORD REESE

Right Now

Right Now x Tony Shhnow & Sb Nunnk

By my lonely

WARHOL.SS - HAVEN’T HEARD ( PROD. 5HERIFF)

TAX SEASON

TENSE - TRYNNA MAKE A SELL

Lyrics:
Still a real nigga till the day I d.i.e
When i go up in the club
i got no id
Everyone that came with me
we be high as the heaven breeze
all our eyes be lookin chinese
red lines in my notebook
from killin off these fake emcees
i'm turnt up
leave you burnt up third degree
i'm a hood legend
real ones heard of me
i'm servin fiends
can't keep the stash on me
get it off urgently
it's black lights when 
I pull up to the murda scene
I'm glowin in the dark 
Just like a neon beam
If you lookin for me
Im up in the trees
i don't fabricate shit
this is where i be
i load clips 
get ya throat slit
charge no fee
i'm a break you off proper
if you challenge me
the cops scared to come close
nigga they down the street
shut ya whole block down
got them pounds of green
i got tha whole trap jumping
like a trampoline
i'm somewhere in the cut 
and i'm counting cream
i don't really give a fuck
about a selfish human being
i'm a get it through the mud
i'm a do it for the team
a nigga grindin hard
fuck yo self esteem
if you pull up on us now
you gone smell L's and weed
we up in the booth with racks to our knees
I wipe my nose with a hundred 
Every time a nigga sneeze
a nigga gettin' popped 
everytime a nigga blink
rounds on floor
blood in the sink
haters jealous of me
but a nigga is a king
came up from the bottom
and i'm only fucken with Real G's
that's why i got that tech on me
when you from tha hood
it's hard to find peace
it takes mental strength 
in yourself just to believe

Fake Emcees

They first preyed and then said prayers that I’d never wake up
Saw sky shell greener with the hail in Macon
Stargazing, I can See the angels and demons
Masculines burnin eyes spraying capsaicin,
Mazikeen ain’t even gon let ‘em say nun, yeah she sees it My way so don’t try to play dumb
You Wrestling with God, man Him forcefield to us.
You don’t even believe in E Pluribus Unum?
Your ladder wasn’t even built straight with these rungs;
These days might have to tote Me a Jacob’s; medicine for the masses, Healer of Venus
(This rap sure glory but it’s gotta mean sum’n)
This rapture homie: Which one of ya’ll niggas is goin home triggered…this ain’t what Trey sung…
Send they audio wave back to them with bugs
Karru Marri Odonna etcetera, you cucks
Kali Ma to degeneracy and to pee wee thugs
Lil nigga crash out wit his evil twin, Slappy
Made a pact-turn his piss soaked brain into mush
A bitch better fasten up all they seat belts,
Got a T-Bone niggas with altercation
Genesis 28, I’m the Real Jesus
Percocet, dsylexia, turbo jets, and a topsy turvey media, better turn the TV up
Ozempic Fever Dreams: Word to Plebeians, it’s still fuck George Zimmerman, Derek Chauvin, Kasey Anthony and the coward in ya
You banned from saying My name in your contracts huh?
Trying to flank out the One, bitch when I’m here to catch more than a mortal in Combat
You pelting out tunes of deceit in sequels, I caught it all on cap cut
With a staff on Me, I’m the Sacred Ibis, you can gnaw on that yuh
The next time you look at Me dead in the eye, nigga you’ll see that I caught on you trying to act tough
What I speak on are facts, you gotta scrape out your tongue for sharing in allegiance like rats with a grudge
What else are you hiding, cus I pack with a punch you
Finna fly out to Thailand not for brighter talent but to sink your talons deep in to some lady man bush
That’s what they tell Me but I’m never quiet
Exactly how they like it
Every time your wife try to cum for Me, I’m a Kundalini Midas
Extirpated going goth, Thoth ordained and of the cloth
Otherwise known as Blackbeard to you homely pirates
This black book writes on autopilot, and that black box buried in with the violence
Somewhere in the Balkan Islands
These niggas would call it overkill all of My random acts of kindness
Now they’ll wanted to call Me murderer so watch how I kill you with My silence(r)

TAX SEASON

WARHOL.SS

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