FULL-CIRCLE

ALL PLATFORMS NOW

LYRICS

BRR BRR BRR BRR
GOES THE BEAT AGAIN
WHY YOU TALKING LIKE YOU KNOW ME
PUSSY BOY DO NOT PRETEND
BITCH IT IS TOO LATE TO HIT ME UP 
NO YOU CANT BE MY FRIEND
BUT WE ALL GONE END UP IN THE DIRT
RIGHT AT THE FUCKING END

LOUD SOUNDS, SMOKE DOWN
FADE EM, MAKE EM SPIN UH
TAKE YOU DOWNTOWN,
HIT EM IN THE CHIN UH
FUCK ALL THESE SOUND CLOWNS
WIPING OFF YOUR GRIN UH
GET OFF OF SOUNDCLOUD
NO YOU CANNOT SPIT UH

AYE NO YOU CANNOT SPIT THAT
I MAKE YOU PULL YOUR SHIT BACK
I SLIT YOU THEN I SIT BACK
YOU CANNOT GET YOUR WRISTS BACK
YOUR BONES, I MIGHT JUST SPLIT THAT
I'LL BREAK YOU LIKE A KIT KAT
LIL SHORTY, BOUT TO HIT THAT
I NO SCOPE AND SHE GET WACKED

I JUST MIGHT SWITCH MY FLOW UP
BITCHES BE SWEET, FRUIT ROLL UP UH
BITCH I BE SICK EBOLA
SMOKING ON FOUL THAT ODOR UH
WANNA BE HARD LIKE BONER
BUT YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO BE SOBER UH
FUCKING WITH ME AND ITS OVER
I DO NOT FUCK WITH A POSER UH

CRUX W/ WAVEHI (PROD. MATHIASTYNER) IG: @yyyaux @wavehi @mathiastyner

juggernaut! w/semtexxx ((p. wydsonni))

I promise one day I will.

Instagram - @eccentric_ren

-Lyrics-

And i got a 40 im gripping dont fuck with a ratatat yall niggas tripping i pull up and run it back heart attack kill me a nigga for money back i dont want money back i want my honey back

Pull a hunid dash and kill a nigga from a taxi wanna catch me niggas fake wanna tax me niggas tats free really talking bout a set please wanna be me say cheese when i pull three 

Hunnid glocks nigga money talks make his shorty pop

Die for the hate niggas really fake niggas really talking to the jakes niggas carry weight 

Niggas really wanna make a point i push a nigga to his breaking point fucking with the money and I really take his place

Make a scrambled egg out a nigga brain honey the body dont count my nigga we the same i took a hunnid i bet his shorty know my name like i pull up and kill her i tell her mommy im insane 

2018 niggas really wanna lash out no funny had a honey hit a dash out could’ve died but i really wanna crash now i dont cry now fake frown make her blast out 

I can take his money shorty and his benz nigga talking funny you dont really wanna end if he wanna bark i put a nigga in his pen i dont play games nigga fuck sad.....

Friendd really want my niggas to bleed i put a hunnid on his name i want a nigga to plead If he really think he funny imma really proceed tech 9 tote blinds so i really can see

These niggas really funny i dont talk shit with a stick nigga hopping like a bunny dumbass nigga big dummy when i pull up duck down, dip left better runny

Dark for the night ugh i might take her life ugh shorty think she bad imma kill her outta spite ugh dark black nails nigga really bout his life ugh stunt for the gram while i doggy fuck his wife ugh

2019 niggas really had it all i was ren for them all tryin pick up from my fall taking bodies after bodies like a shooter at the mall 

late nights like i really wanna call

Rockstar figure finger on the triggers.... thats all you niggas know dont even know i miss her i be the reason why you niggas really miss her i tell this nigga jack I’ll really fuck his sister.




I love you jack.

I'll watch you rot (Prod. Fidi x $weatshirty)

Been post poning this for the longest

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THROUGH THE TULIPS Ft. XATASHI (prod. 14WRLDWD)

you don't see, but I've been holding back
tempted to do off, end it all at that
you can help me if your aim is pure
but there's no medicine, you know the cure
and i could be alone, but i faint, it's my fate
ooh, and I could be alone, why wait on?

welcome to hell w/ corbin (intro)

you hate ya life, and all them people made you rush up
waste it all, by jerkin off, and always gettin fucked up
and it's gone, can't get it back, you got the tough luck
so if they piss you off, you tell them pussies shut the fuck up
if you do not wanna listen, then don't spend another second
i don't give a shit, cuz time is simply just a weapon
if you can't enjoy it, then your time is being threatened
cuz in the end there's always death that's left to step in
check-in, what's that little set you always reppin
talkin bout ya tools, ya always walkin wit the f-n
im bettin, when you grip the pistol u be sweatin,
actin like a fool, you stop the act past it's set in
my head is bangin, think i need to take some advil
or a scrip of xanax, and the bottle for the fast kill
but if i die then i can't leave no fuckin cash still
maybe i could run away and duck in asheville
a thousand bodies, they spiral-droppin in unison
and all you seem to do is stare just like a hooligan
now where the fuck, do y'all dummies be gettin schoolin in
praising on the devil, fuckas acting like they cool wit him
you tryna sell ya soul, for the riches and the money
for the fame, for the game, and for some bitches to get lucky
but he already got it, now you rappers lookin funny
and now you know that fuckin devil ain't ya buddy
first pussy boy that wanna talk better run up
tried be more peaceful, and i put the fuckin gun up
now everybody and they bitch just wanna jump up
so if you really want it, kill the fuck, and leave em strung up

time (prod. ntrovurt)

you be worried bout a bitch, the way her ass shaped
you should be worried, as to why she say her back ache
boy i make you eat this bullet, leave a bad taste
put your nose up in my shit. i leave you half baked
merk, put a mothafucka in the dirt, 
on my momma, any pussy boy can come and catch the work
hurt, push a muhfucka in a hearse
if he talkin, and he leavin hella blood up on my shirt
im tryna live, tryna get up on my wealth
lil boys sneak dissin, better worry bout yaself
i don't give two shits, bout ya life or ya health
lets get down lil boy, imma send ya ass to hell
these bullets aint cheap, so ion shoot for free
and if he aint payin money, take his shoes and leave
when the plug pull up, i choose the trees
bitch im on some shit, get used to me

molly, ayy
i got molly, i got molly, ayy
i got molly, i got molly, yeah
i got molly, i got molly
i got molly, white girl
call it dolly white
dolly white
molly white girl, call it dolly white
dolly white
i got molly, call it dolly white
dolly white

i got molly (xxx rmx)

im rollin blocks, like raw papers and blunt wraps
i gave ya homie a jaw breaker, his luck passed
i must ask, have you been stuck up, or had to duck gats
since rug rats, been fucked up, and paid the plus tax
this shit unbearable, bro yo music is terrible
if i hear that shit again, ill make ya face become wearable
we are uncomparable, to the game, bitch im marital
you ain't no competition, bitch these verses are parables
it get lonely when you movin, and they plateuin
and the flow they used, is corny, and its mad stolen
i thought it'd be alright, if i just kept the cash flowin
protect yourself, or you gon end up wit ya ass showin
astral projectin, came back for a second
and realized my life was much better in heaven
this is a lesson, about hate, love, and oppression
none of this shit matter, if the casket's where you steppin
cast a sigil, its intention to prey upon your demise
i despise, any fucka, who look at me in the eyes
tellin lies, actin like they ain't wishin, akuma dies
while he cries, sittin, bitchin, and shootin up at the sky
i, pray these kids continue loving life
and i also pray that they don't meet up with a cutting knife
you won't win the fuckin race if you ain't runnin right
and you'll get passed up every option, if the sun is bright
so whats yo motive, why you waitin, why you holdin back
start yo dream, and don't be chasin trophies or a golden plaque
time is passin, so don't get closed up in a culdesac
acknowledge it or not, that is truly just the repulsive fact
momma asked if i'm scared of dying,
the more i think about it, inside i be hiding
maybe that's because, im pussy, and can't be compliant
but i'm just lookin for an answer, while im near rhyming
used to spend my time alone, sittin in the mirror crying
i couldn't stop the pain, and so i kept tears slidin
now i, smoke a bowl, and play the music, get my gears grindin
death ain't comin long as doubt's filled, and fear's hidin

invision (steelo rmx)

i don't give a fuck
up the pistol, let it rip, boy you better duck
send you flyin, up to heaven, boy you better buck
can't feel a thing, i drain his body, bet i leave him stuck, rest in peace to ya

like wassup, come catch the fade hoe, if you want to
i got you, ill catch ya fuckin body like impromptu
me and all brothers, gettin cheese, we get the fondue
and we up this pistol, take ya shit and fuckin pop you
who shot you? man they really got you messed up
pop like ten more shots, pussy boy go put yo vest up
this thottie tried to fuck me, you know kuma never lets up
she slid to the crib, before y'all date, so she could dress up

let it rip (prod. triplesixdelete)

PRODS BY SONG TIMES TOO(Prod By RiCh LoSeR / Fidi / IZES77 / Anxityyy / Saint Urya / BRONK3X /  IZES77 x2 / EREBUS / JACKSON / 8LEGS )
ART BY NOSOULTHEGOAT
[TIME STAMPS]
Song PT 1 0:00 - 0:36 Prod By RiCh LoSeR / Fidi 

Song PT 2  0:36 - 1:51 Prod By IZES77

Song PT 3 1:52 - 3:02 Prod By Anxityyy

Song PT 4 3:03 - 3:51 Prod By Saint Urya 

Song PT 5 3:52 - 4:51 Prod By BRONK3X 

Song PT 6 4:51 - 6:23 Prod By IZES77 

Song PT 7 6:24 - 7:01 Prod By IZES77 

Song PT 8 7:01 - 8:30 Prod By cuhclown

Song PT 9 8:32 - 8:49 Prod By Jack$on @yngwrth

Song PT 10 8:50 - 10:00 Prod By 8LEGS

Marilyn Monroe Was A Heroin Addict!

in the middle, of enjoying, purely hating life
i love my wifey, but these snakes are always takin bites
fuck me over once, you only get another chance
do ya dance, just mark my words, cuz mothafucka i aint waiting twice
been fucked over so many times, can't even break the ice
making friends, is more random then fuckin shakin dice
and when i start to get lucky, i end up chasing mice
then i catch up the fucker, he try to raise the price
hock spit, mucus travels thru my lungs
and my heart is beatin hardly, to the rhythm of the drums
always caught the bitter taste, my words, they riddle thru the tongue
while i deliver it so harshly, like the bangin of a gun
the ice is melting in my veins, im gettin pissed off
no kristoff, ill beat these mothafuckas til they get soft
get picked off, harder then a fan that tries to rip off
i flip off, any fuckin bozo, bitch im sick, i got a big cough

so if you got a problem raise ya mothafuckin hand
i no longer give a shit, about ya problems, or ya plans
i just want a fuckin homie, who can take a fuckin stand
not no pussy, who be watchin, as i'm ate up by the sand 
if you got a problem raise ya mothafuckin hand
cuz i no longer give a shit, about ya problems, or ya plans
i just want a fuckin homie, who will take a fuckin stand
i don’t want a fuckin pussy, who will watch me eat the sand

WISH (prod. luke g)

MEET YO MAKER (PROD. LVK)

NOTREDAME 2.0 (p. KOTESHI127k)

remix of the song that inspired me to make music.

RIP CHINO

invision (steelo rmx)

SALEMKUMA (IG: @SALEMKUMAA)

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