TakeMyPain

Reminisce

-LYRICS-

Im focused
What you aint know bitch
Im in my zone shit
These hoes switch like changin clothes quick
Aint got no motives
The flow sick
Like snow bitch, in which my soul lives
Im froze bitch, what u aint notice
I know you this (x2)

Nigguhs talkin shit
But they aint bout nun
Whole squad turnt up,
If u want get bussin

Bitches on my dick
They dont gimme no lip
Put her ass up, face down low when im fukin 

Im really doin this
Takin flight, gettin head from yo stewardess
You aint up in my rank, boy you new to this

Im superior, its my criteria, time to get rid of ya.   

Tired of love so my heart be on froze
You nigguhs be bitches, you bitches be hoes
Fuck knockin onnit, we kick thru yo door
Air it out, like these maxes
And stomp on the flooo

My brain aint the same since i met mary jane
Mixed the drugs with the alcohol ease all the pain
Fuck it we gone reach the top inna minute 
The sky aint the limit, we aimin for fame

Huh 
im the realest 
Headshot, we gone kill ya huh
Keep it trilla, keep it fukin trilla yuh
214, you know us nigguhs realer yuh
For these hunneds make u bitches switch up (x2)






❄InMyZone//WinterTime❄

09 - Wishful Dreams Ft. B!G FELLA

HURRICANEZ

MIDDLE RING

Rare shit just for yall, light a blunt and enjoy
prod. K I N G A U T H U R & Youngmask

Backwoods in my hood/You dont understand

(PROD. NECU) 
money dont last nigga, 
fuck it im paid. 

gettin to da cash nigga, every which way. 

carry dat strap for these suckaz all day. 

let a hoe get between dat money? no way. 

how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat? 

baby stop playin,
make the money count beep. 

30 sum niggaz all juss wanna see me dead 
i aint stressin shit, but tha muhfuckin bread. 


baby say im sumn like a yves saint laurent. 

totin that 30 ima top shotta don. 
posted where iss at, 
you aint ever seen a trap. 

hittin on thrax when i hittit from the back. 

baby watchu thought? 
this aint neva nun sweet. 

makin them ins, 
runnin laps on repeat. 

ion fuckin cap, 
got respect for myself. 

20 years old my glock still off the shelf. 
ima fuckin die fore im thirty no doubt. 
double dose acid make my whole brain melt. 

fuck who a had to dealt w me goin up n down. 
ion give a fuck how tha lul bitch felt. 

mista gon take ya fuckin lyfe, thats me. 
shoot a nigga down lul m16. 

ion fuckin cap got respect for myself, 
20 years old my glock still off tha shelf. 


money dont last nigga, 
fuck it im paid. 

gettin to da cash nigga, every which way. 

carry dat strap for these suckaz all day. 

let a hoe get between dat money? no way. 

how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat? 

baby stop playin,
make the money count beep. 

30 sum niggaz all juss wanna see me dead 
i aint stressin shit, but tha muhfuckin bread. 
bitch you gon talk you betta leave out my name. 
hunnid sum niggaz gon cap for da fame. 
thousand sum bitches gon hoe for da game. 
i aint here to judge im finna stay out tha way. 

pass me dat drank when i move, switch lanes. 
my bank account empty, ima some juug some mane. 

this that typa shit da BG dont play. 
killin muthafuckaz like a murder buffet. 

(money dont last nigga, fuck it im paid.) x4 

(gettin to da cash nigga every which way.) 

(carry dat strap for these suckaz all day.) 

(let a hoe get between dat money, no way.)  

(how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat?) 
(baby stop playin, make the money count beep.)

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