lyrics:

my momma told me to chill
the karma mold me if you owe me the bills
Alarm a homie, through the ringer, and a motive to kill
the fire arm gon be the failsafe when you trigger the frail
I bought the drake
Only time I ever copped me a feel
and that’s me moving time for you aside
I grew from the stale
I grew from crunch time
and rats that only grew from the tale
I’m on my own
for all the shit I gotta buy myself, I might need a loan
I told my bro, the abuse gotta stop from the go
It’s not worth it
All the shit I used to source from the store
a milli, on par
I hold the scope and shoot for the stars
I did my part
I started opening ends and means
cope with my friends
the inc. start from the pen
incorporated my lens
on 10/10 I was blessed
my senior year, I was stressed
hope you forgave me if I did you dirty
I’m technically, seeing black n white
referee
wifey looking nice next to me
my fears go on strike mentally
hold that thought
my epiphanies stuck in songs
how you feel of me coming off
doesn’t matter to me at all
costs, I had to paying off
topic, how bout we lay up on tropics
I heard a flight is an option
I might just pay if I got it
he shoot his shot, now just watch it

watch (prod. black ear$)

Shady Shane

all tracks written, produced & performed by shane arnold

NO SHADE ON THE EAST

HURRIED (prod. shane arnold)

produced by shane arnold
lyrics:

live with no ends
I was skipping on friends
got a lot of dead homies, call the paramedic
ghost niggas, pretend
seeing through a new lens
everybody see though, get the windows tinted

turn a nigga to a fable in a minute
I don't carry no label, I'm independent
wasn't finna throw shade, but remembered my name on a first name basis
shit is okay
I was runnin at bases, he militant
wage make a nigga run home to his benefits
praise, but it wasn't all around, he was bending it
rage make a nigga foul play like the glove fitting
crate digger, cirque du soleil how he flipping it
soul but he feel the soul weight like he in limbo
saying shit with a straight face cause I aint kidding
pain make him write it complex, but it's simple

nigga we free agents
off the strength take a green vacation
pull up, located
crib is gated, tryna act my age
finna hit the bay and it's amazin
hit the stain and give the takings
tabloid, and-1, he wont make it
we grave diggaz, diggin graves
no ammo, baby, shoot yo shot
no camo, baby, don't get caught
jackson, rambo on the sample
I just ramble
time gon pass you

live with no ends
I was skipping on friends
got a lot of dead homies, call the paramedic
ghost niggas, pretend
seeing through a new lens
everybody see though, get the windows tinted

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