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I turned 20 this year..

The number 20 is a universal number that encompasses all the energies of the planets and the cosmos. Fundamentally, it is a period of completion in which you must acquire patience and wait. The  German theologian and mystic, Jacob Boehme described the 20 as “belonging to the Devil”, but that being the case, the laws of duality dictates it is also the number belonging to God. The path you choose will determine the outcome of whether you experience Heaven or Hell.
-Richard Joldale (Master Mind Content)

feat. @vaunn
additional prod. DJ Max

Beats

20 feat. Vaunn

We all been fightin' with depression and hurt. 
#keepitmoving 

Scratches by Paul Mifsud

What to DO

What to Do

Roll In Peace *REMIX*

BREAKING BAD prod. FIVEAM

LET IT GO

INTERLUDE prod. M2WICE

IF I LEAVE feat. THE ADØNI

EVERY ARTIST

ONE prod. LIFIC & KAELIN ELLIS

lil life update i recorded in my room over Omae Wa Mou prod. deadman

shoutout my man Trevor Anderson for the whistles

LYRICS

Last time i checked I wasn’t this reckless 
Ran straight for the debit 
Aim for the credit 
Fuck my credit 
As relevant as it is 
Weed and head is medicine for the kid 
Still go to churches but the purpose is betterment

It was me, rated, addi
In the valley straight thuggn
If it wasnt bout some money couldnt tell me nothin
Imma 337 bayou nigga
Grew up killing snakes so i get a lil triggered
Everything at stake
Had to move a lil quicker
In and outta state
Tryna get a lil richer
On my phone cutting contacts
Dont need scissors
And I dont wanna sign no contract
Making me a victim
Its a bitter business bitches better get a better bank account
Really put in work
Lotta rapers take the safest route
Made a lotta sacrifices that some people wouldnt make
I wont claim its perfect its enough to make some people hate

Late on my rent
Spent it on a ticket
Said ill pay
And they know a nigga meant it

You know that staying here goes over my head
She gave options but both of em end in regret
I dont think its toxic but time doesnt bend in my bed
Been said its time to reset

I gotta grind not free yet
All of my brothers on edge
Only got time for whats next

RECKLESS (OMAE WA MOU REMIX)

LOVE COST (feat R.J.B.)

Know Peace

These niggas feeding the lies 

My negus read in the lines 

Five finger cease and decline 

If she gon leave 

She ain’t mine 

Only keeping peas in the pod 

Only keeping peas in the pod

Only keeping peas in the pod

Never raise my fees for the squad 

Never lose steam for a job 

How we go from cream of the crop 

To squeezed for the profit 

Why we so easy to rob 

Only keeping peas in the pod

Only keeping peas in the pod

Only keeping peas in the pod

All these mysteries in my mind

Woulda Coulda be more defined

Bad bih squeeze in the drop like eyelids keys to the car 

Negus put they dream in a jar 

And they say gone leave it god 

Negu don’t you know that are we the gods 

Peace to the gods 

Negu what you really seek isn’t far

Even the odds 

This ain’t no tarot we just pulling cards 

We took it far 

Ordered the steps like we ain’t took the car

Hand in it handling this shit just like the cookie car

These niggas feeding the lies 

My negus read in the lines 

Five finger cease and decline 

If she gon leave 

She ain’t mine 

Only keeping peas in the pod 

Only keeping peas in the pod

Only keeping peas in the pod

Never raise my fees for the squad 

Never lose steam for a job 

How we go from cream of the crop 

To squeezed for the profit 

Why we so easy to rob 

Only keeping peas in the pod

Only keeping peas in the pod

Only keeping peas in the pod


I left the drama where it came 

I think it’s harder to stay the same 

Hakuna Mata better days are headed my way 

And I put that on gang 

This pessimism gotta special place 

and every other nigga that I know relates 

It don’t matter if you go from poor 

to the fuckin bank 

Nigga no escape

Ps feat. Gxldsoulrebel (prod. flousenbeats)

Up early up in the morning
Just to get to you
Up early up in the morning 
Look at what you're putting me through 
Top of the line 
You don't like to waste no time 
I hope I cross your mind 
When you call me 
If I’m inside ya walls 
I’m feeling ya love 
When I'm inside ya walls 
We building trust 
When I'm inside ya walls 
Its never soft
Fuck going on
But Id fight for you 
I’m for you 

It feels just like home when I’m in it
I might lose control in a minute 
She might take my soul
I'm finished 
I bent it, till she winded 
She ran like bout get a sentence 
No hands she'll ride it no suspension 
No ma’am where you going 
Go the distance 
She threw that thang back something vicious 
She bout her business she’s bout her business
She got her masters degree in bad  
I can't complain the pussy was lavish 
Way so above the average

Up early up in the morning
Just to get to you
Up early up in the morning 
Look at what you're putting me through 
Top of the line 
You don’t like to waste no time 
I hope I cross your mind 
When you call me

TOPOFTHELINE feat ADONI

How many times how many times
Would you would you 
Would you hit my line hit my line
I guess that’s on me 
I guess that's on me 
I guess that's on me
Guess that's on me 
Yeah yeah
Oops my bad I just thought that you would check for me
Why I gotta ask why the fuck you keep texting me 
I been in my bag hopefully I find the recipe 
I been sad, calling for mess cause you upset with me
Stay a sad nigga I'll never be 
Only hit my phone for necessity 
I know you alone cause you sexy 
I know you at home cause you sexy
Why you on my phone talking messy 
You a wild child but you legal now
Left yo people house 
When the moonlight shines and it's freezing out 
Let me know I fucked cause you need me round
Remember back like four five months ago
I had hit yo phone 
Let a nigga know I can hit no more
It don’t fit no more what you tripping for
Being difficult
How original
Trying to act like my ass is invisible 
When I come I should make you look pitiful 
But I’m miserable 
I can’t even talk so bend it over 
Bend it over
Bust it back 
Bend it over
Bust it back
Bend it over 
Bend it over
Bend it over
Can’t fake ten toes down 
I could show you what I know now 
Roll the weed like a pro now 
Tis the season to blow down 
You wanted tame but you chasing the opposite
You never changed but you changed up your doctorate
No one to blame but my game was responsible
You asked for space so I went got a rocket ship
Sent you your way while you wanted acknowledgment
Never forsake ya but this sayonara dick 
This sayonara
See I been waiting on the call
Damaged trust left scars 
Probably on me cause I bodied up 
But you were never with the cause 
See I respected every flaw 
Only reason I go hard 
Now we further from the start 
Hmmm
Now we further from the start 
Now we further from the start 
Now I gotta start over
Oops my bad I just thought that you would check for me
Why I gotta ask why the fuck you keep texting me 
I been in my bag hopefully I find the recipe 
I been sad, calling for mess cause you upset with me
Stay a sad nigga I'll never be 
Only hit my phone for necessity 
I know you alone cause you sexy 
I know you at home cause you sexy
Why you on my phone talking messy

FURTHER feat. Wavy Josef (prod. Rated R)

Okay I’m grinding like I didn’t get paid yesterday
I just feel some type of way I’m in my lane
Told my partners bout the play we sharing game
Told her sorry I can’t change no hesitation
I ain't ran from shit yet 
Can't break a sweat
Fame ain't a check 
Cause a check ain't respect 
Been ahead of the curb 
That's a fact not a flex 
Aint to concerned bout a chain on my neck 
Haters been upset cause I pulled up to collect with a fresh fit 
Shawty saw the shine 
This ain't time to bring yo next friend 
I ain't commit no crimes why them laws still stress him 
Probably cause I'm moving off the books like precious 
She in Houston but she got all my affection 
Cant make no excuse she know I move in that direction 
One job, you had one job 
But my flights the only thing that's been connecting 
So she's feeling a way
Can't say that I'm not feeling a way too
Okay I’m grinding like I didn’t get paid yesterday
I just feel some type of way I’m in my lane
Told my partners bout the play we sharing game
Told her sorry I can’t change no hesitation
Skirting to the bag 
Fuck around got whiplash 
Couldn’t look back 
Momma said that it would look bad 
Lost trust from putting pain in my syntax 
Just turn 23 the mismatch 
Can’t blame this that 
From a different world like sinbad 
We all know where you from but where you been at 
Got back to square one I reached  an impasse 
Doing what’s been done don't make an impact 
Small problems big gas 
Im a ride out till that bitch crash
As a child used to hate being outed
Now artist getting clowned move mountains
Every single loss gets counted
Felt off now I'm checking my surroundings 
How the fuck I feel alone and crowded 
See why rich folks too bout it 
Got to get a home and houses

WHATCHU STRIVIN FOR feat. Nick Coleman

Yea yea yea hoe
Whole gang lookin like a pack of wolves
I dont like to waste time
Waste time
Waitin
No lil bitch you cant slide
Cant slide
I aint got no faith in you
Just being honest
What a waste
Damn shame
I cant waste no more time
Nigga nah uh
Nothing to say
I dont got nothing to say 
Im talking nada
Watch out
Better stay in your lane
Im with the ra ra 
This world will leave you robbed when you fill your hands 
Living for a job could be what kills a man 
Ten years and I still aint seen a hundred grand 
I said fuck it giving up just wasnt in the plans 
You niggas need work I need placements 
But I heard some bullshit from high places 
Ill grab my own nuts Im too jaded 
Niggas get a sip of the fame get too faded 
And waste it 
Win lose but I still choose wisely
Know how to pick my fights
Niggas try to waste my time 
Try to get em out the way like Mike 
Money all around me
All of the hoes enticed
The bros in quotes gon ride
Exposed when the ten toes short by five
Solid to the core like a mango bitch
Tryna buy my mom a home tell her pay no rent
Identified the lanes that I can’t go in
Folks know Ill never fold cause there aint no bend
Spent enough time on a tough grind like its nothing 
When its cuff time I could trust mines no discussion 
If ya man shine know the fam shines fuck a budget 
I don't like to waste time
Waste time
Waitin
No lil bitch you cant slide
Cant slide
I aint got no faith in you
Just being honest
What a waste
I dont wanna waste no time 
Not even second 
Or less than
Minute Maid niggas wanna be contesting 
No effort
Nobody else can do this shit clever
Cant stand next to the Tribe
We too busy breaking levers
Boxing niggas out that wanna be dumb or too extra
Get your weight before you come around us with that flexing
This that dope take a whiff of this yo ass would choke
Cant take the fire nigga get out 
We want all the smoke 
Me and Pro aint no average Joes 
Fuck is you gon do when we come for you 
Its too late to hit the snooze
Wasted to much time 
Gotta catch my fucking stool 
Great minds on the track my nigga 
This is how we do

WASTE feat. RJB

Franchise player know they owe me racks
The old me snapped 
Done ran to Iran and back
To feed the cats  that stand like my fam in fact 
I asked my mans to plan out a plain attack 
Just save the cash 
The phase of delays have passed 
The world is dark and flush with ash 
The laws corrupt we bustin back 
I caused a ruckus 
Trust we gon make it happen 
Gotta dodge from the laws like dukes of hazard
Made it this far cant lose the traction 
All hell broke loose I missed her touch 
But she owe me way too much 
And I know 
I know that might sound suss 
But I hope we all grown up
Need a nut just call my bluff 
And Im down for whatever comes in nine months 
Whole lot on my plate cant leave no crumbs
But I still save face cant change my face
Gotta smile so big they could see my gums 
Sip after hit till I get numb
Sip after hit till I get numb
Sip after hit till I get numb
Then its back to the booth all that square one 
Cant play with my time cause its borrowed 
Cant press rewind so I go hard tomorrow 
Still test my faith where I go only god knows 
Aint had no breaks on that note Im legato
Been juggin round the whole city
Said fuck a car note 
Going full throttle 
Dont hit my line lil baby 
You could get ya heart broke 
Going full throttle
Going full throttle
Yeah yeah
Going full throttle
Going full throttle
Yeah yeah
Going full throttle
Sip after hit till I get numb
Sip after hit till I get numb
Sip after hit till I get numb
Then its back to the booth call that square one
Sip after hit till I get numb
Sip after hit till I get numb
Sip after hit till I get numb
Then its back to the booth call that square one

INTRO (prod. Rated R)

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