LYRICS (written by Lewis Parker, Sammy Sappela & Henry Burns):

Coming up it was gloom
I could sell out a full ounce and still put an opp in a zoot (yeah)
Trapping, I'm going all out, I've been saving up for that coupe (skrr-skrr)
Batty boy like texting, he ain't facing me like it's Zoom (no)
Speeding off in that spaceship like we're going up to the moon

She's like "who's calling?", it's just the fiends, darling
Plug came 'round with cocaina and some lean, darling
You want some diamonds with the Prada and Celiné, darling
I love drunk sex, come 'round and sip that Hennesey, darling (drink, drink)

I hate that trap but it's all apart of the plan
I could do that whole trap shit solo, I don't need no right hand man
Why you try put 20 on my head like that might get me banged? (bang)
I could pull up on you, make you sink, like you man in quick-sand

Not what she want, what she need (nah)
All of the VV's and the CC's and she want double D's (ice)
I play with keys like I'm Stevie, wonder how you gon' play with a G
All of the opps move creepy, from the ends to the trap, I can't sleep
My freaky lil bitch, get her creamy, and she scream when I'm going in deep

If I see him on road
Make that opp boy touch his toes
Turn man to a ghost
Robbed that shit, have you even sold?
Said you in the trap, that's cap cah I never see that, oh shit, that's cold
And I put the estate on the map, oh shit, I'm back and I'm in control

Coming up it was gloom
I could sell out a full ounce and still put an opp in a zoot (yeah)
Trapping, I'm going all out, I've been saving up for that coupe (skrr-skrr)
Batty boy like texting, he ain't facing me like it's Zoom (no)
Speeding off in that spaceship like we're going up to the moon

She's like "who's calling?", it's just the fiends, darling
Plug came 'round with cocaina and some lean, darling
You want some diamonds with the Prada and Celiné, darling (Celiné)
I love drunk sex, come 'round and sip that Hennesey, darling (yeah, yeah)

My bitch get drunk, say she don’t need me
That’s how I know she T’d
Told her "shut up, get on yo' knees, B"
Rick Owens on my feet
Stick in the trunk, I make him freeze, G
I hit him in his knees
I’m wearing dunks but they Celiné, B
I dropped like seven G's

And I don’t need nothing from you, uh
I'm gonna keep it one hundred
I’m in Leeds, GRANDY coming (slatt)
Caught a flight outta London 
Feeling me in her stomach (ugh)
I’m rolling up presh, it’s pungent
Got a scheme, always running
They like “Mystery up to something"

Serving fiends, blue strip thumbing
Biscotti like Juice and Wunna (smoke)
Pipe clean, she ain’t no plumber
You and your team like Dumb and Dumber
Ain’t no street boy, I’m from the 'burbs, but I’m still throwing punches
You get beat, kick you to the curb, no tolerance for stunting (woah, woah)

(Yhee)
Put you in that suite, put you on your knees
Landed on my feet, I got what I need (yeah)
I got what I dreamed, water life, Fiji
I always did it for me, 'cause we just been in the streets (yeah)

'Cause we just didn't believe, I just went up in the leagues
I want that Lotus Elyse (yeah), she wanting all the Celiné
I'm working hard on the beats, I'm working hard
They working hard, our hearts, tear us apart

Freeze, I need it (yeah)
I just seen it (yeah)
Yeah, I repeat it (yeah)
Competition is needed (yeah)
Popping pills and I feel it (girl, yeah)
Popping tags, Richard Mille (Rich Mille)
Leave it all in my will
Yeah, I know you know the deal

Coming up it was gloom
I could sell out a full ounce and still put an opp in a zoot (yeah)
Trapping, I'm going all out, I've been saving up for that coupe (skrr-skrr)
Batty boy like texting, he ain't facing me like it's Zoom (no)
Speeding off in that spaceship like we're going up to the moon

She's like "who's calling?", it's just the fiends, darling
Plug came 'round with cocaina and some lean, darling
You want some diamonds with the Prada and Celiné, darling
I love drunk sex, come 'round and sip that Hennesey, darling

GLOOM (feat. Boi Mystery & Empra)

LYRICS:

I don't think you realise all the shit that I've been through
I don't think you realise all the shit that I can do
Treat my sister like my daughter, I don't really know about you
Cah our dad wasn't around, so I just told her, "it's me and you"

Keep her safe cah I can't lose another one (keep her safe)
I'm still dealing with this pain, sip another one
My ex told me that she's tired and that she's done
So I'm just getting way higher under the sun
 
Cah I've been trapping everday, now, and you should see the payout
I really wish I could've seen your face on the way out
I'm in a better place, now, a place where you can't play, now
I just wanna know why you're playing all these games

But, baby, that's okay, I'm used to all the pain
I grew up in the bando, had it raided everyday
And then, my mother had enough so we had to move away
But I still rep the 7 'til the motherfucking grave, 'til the motherfucking grave (yeah, yeah)

Okay, I robbed a couple fiends (fiends)
And I robbed a couple dealers, now there's bounties on me (they're all on me)
I beat my ex up off the lean
Live and learn, oh, I swear, that's not the real me (nah)

Driving in the latest, baby, I tell you, I'll need that (Skrrt, skrrt)
Fucking up my vision lately, but where's the weed at?
Fucking on these thotties, it's crazy, they put their knees back
Take you where you wanna go, just put your seat back

No, I can't sleep in these trenches (nah)
I can't go, I can't be on those benches
I ride with all of these hoes
Please, don't put me onto your mentions (nah)
Now I'm back on the road
Just look at me now, I'm dodging those fences (look, look, look)

There's no love, there's no trust
Don't even know why I bothered, I don't give a fuck
And I can't be the person I was back then, look
Back on the road, I sell out by 10

These hoes know how it goes, put a YG on his toes
Hiding in the bando, I'm only out to raise a toast
Ex-bro don't wanna know, keep the weapon, I'ma let it blow
Keep the Cali, I've been on a roll, in the fucking 7 'til we on the floor

Never been this high, now
I'ma go to the hideout
Keep an eye out for the spies, now
Always tell the feds lies, now (yeah, yeah)
I'ma get 'em (yeah)
'Round 'em all to the west end for the packs, now (yeah)
I'ma spend 'em
Hunnid bitches and they're gold diggers, they back, now, yeah

I put Dior on the bitch, I put the snow on her wrist (Dior, Dior, Dior)
I'm adding more hoes to the list, got a freak showing her tits (doing a show)
I make her fall for the trick, I pour a four in the mix (drink, drink)
I'm out by 6, I'ma roll my spliff, now, now, now

Now, now, now, yeah, yeah
Now, now, now, yeah
Now, now, now, yeah
Roll up now, smoke up now, yeah
Roll up now, roll up now, roll up now.

HEARTLESS FREESTYLE

*note* please excuse the poor mixing, this song was made sometime around early 2023

LYRICS

I get up, I get down and I'm jumping around
And the rumpus and ruckus are comfortable now
Been a hell of a ride but I'm thinking it's time to grow
Bang! Bang! Bang!
So I got an apartment across from the bar
Put quinoa in my fridge, still I'm not feeling grown
Been a hell of a ride but I'm thinking it's time to go
Bang! Bang! Bang! (Here we go!)

So put your best face on everybody
Pretend you know this song
Everybody come hang
Let's go out with a bang
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I'm way too young to lie here forever
I'm way too old to try so whatever come hang (come hang)
Let's go out with a bang
Bang! Bang! Bang!

Feel like I'm gonna puke 'cause my taxes are due
Do my password begin with a one or a two?
Been a hell of a ride (a ride), but I'm thinking it's time to grow
Bang, bang, bang (metronome)

You know I'm up to something
When I'm on the road and all the opps are running
And I just dropped a track and all these millions coming (money mode)
I'm selling loud to the town, now
Get it kicking like roundhouse
I'ma go out with bang now, oh-woah
Don't tell me to slow down when I'm on the road, now, cah I'm bagging these clothes now
I'm just going through the highs and lows, now, please don't chat 'cause I'm up in the Porche, now (skrr)
I've been riding back of the Rolls now, got the drop on the opp, he ten toes now
Like, bang! Bang! Bang!
Woah-oh (yeah, yeah)

Put your best face on everybody
Pretend you know this song
Everybody come hang
Let's go out with a bang
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I'm way too young to lie here forever
I'm way too old to try so whatever come hang 
Let's go out with a bang
Bang! Bang! Bang! (ba-ba-bang, bang)

[Bridge: Adam Mett]
Bang! Bang! Bang! (ba-ba-bang, bang)
Been a hell of a ride but I'm thinking it's time we go
Put your best face on everybody
Pretend you know this song
Everybody come hang
Let's go out with a bang
Bang! Bang! Bang! (here we go!)

[Chorus: Adam Mett]
Put your best face on everybody
Pretend you know this song
Everybody come hang
Let's go out with a bang
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I'm way too young to lie here forever
I'm way too old to try so whatever come hang 
Let's go out with a bang
Bang! Bang! Bang!

BANG! (Remix)

LYRICS (written by Lewis Parker & Sammy Sapella)

She get what she want, the clothes, the gold, the ice, the coupe with the seat recliner
Think I'm with hoes, please don't, I know she do not like any one of my guys, yeah
Still serving fiends, I'm on demon time tripping, lil bro caught case, lucky it was a minor
I'm in the fields, ain't no minimum wage, can't do coppers and steel for this shit, it's on fire

She get what she need, ménage, the cars, the weed, and she do not need a reminder
Told you I know, the hoes, are all disposable, but your one of a kind, yeah
When I’m in the hills, I hit her like “Yo, fasho, I’ll buy you a ticket to fly out”
Ain’t a sleepover, no, 'cause after we done, I’ll buy her a room at the Hyatt

Just wait a minute, I'm stacking up digits
I waited for hours, now this shit all ours
I'm over the limit but business is business
Got lil money showers, spend it on the powder
You smoking that midget, it's Cali I'm billing
The loud getting louder, and louder, and louder
I'm with the villains, shout Empra, we chilling
Fuck lil ***** ******, we coming with power

Run down the boy, what's the reason? The boy commit treason
He run outta east side with his bro's
Catch him on each side of his dome (each side)
Turned him feline with the scope
In the sky, what a feeling, Mary Jane, I'm fiending
I'm sticking down both sides of the Raw
I put the white out, love the snow
Ride or die for life, that's the code

I'm trapping again, please forgive me, lil baby
I'll run up a hunnid bags just to get you Mercedes
Still counting up old cash for my lady
She give me brain but my brain going crazy, brazy
Why you tryna phase me? (uh-uh)
Yeah, I got a Q on my back like I'm Brady
This is white boy rap, no Shady (white)
I'm in the white boy trap, fuck the Bailey's

Never took Xannies to the face but I roll up then I smoke dope
You stay procrastinating but I’m always bag chasing, duck the po-po
I took the elevator way up to the top because I’m on the fourth floor
Bought a bust-down AP, and the ice cream diamonds Cold Stone

Brodie took the valet, told him better not scratch, that's worth a house
I got drip like a lake, motherfucker stealing swag finna get doused
I know the bitch ass fake, but when she sat on my lap was still aroused
I was trapping every day, making hits every night, I’ma cash cow

Chains on me, Desert Eagle on my lap, oh-oh-oh
Hate on me 'cause I’ll be richer than your dad, oh-oh-oh
Shame on me, I had to hit, she was too bad, no-o-o
Get her what she want, I bought a Birkin Bag 

She get what she want, the clothes, the gold, the ice, the coupe with the seat recliner
Think I'm with hoes, please don't, I know she do not like any one of my guys, yeah
Still serving fiends, I'm on demon time tripping, lil bro caught case, lucky it was a minor
I'm in the fields, ain't no minimum wage, can't do coppers and steel for this shit, it's on fire

She get what she need, ménage, the cars, the weed, and she do not need a reminder
Told you I know, the hoes, are all disposable, but your one of a kind, yeah
When I’m in the hills, I hit her like “Yo, fasho, I’ll buy you a ticket to fly out”
Ain’t a sleepover, no, 'cause after we done, I’ll buy her a room at the Hyatt

COPPERS & STEEL

LYRICS

Buss it down (yeah)
Hit him, he gon' find out if he fuck around
Drip or down
Put him on X-Factor, hear the buzzer sound
The gunner's bound 
Sold out all the packs that my lil brother found
Now, bruck it down
Cali, Haze and Stardawg, that's the fucking loud, yeah

She proud of me, she said, "Grandy, Prada me", yeah
You gotta see all these packs got hold of me, yeah 
Just smoke some tree, brother come and chill with me, yeah
Feds spotting me, but why would I stop when I got money? Yeah

We up (yeah), huh
We don't give two fucks (give no fucks)
Feet up, yeah
Sit back in the Rolls Royce truck (skrr)
Team up, on the opps
Need some grease 'fore the whole team rust
What you gon' do when I turn Alec Baldwin and make the Colt .45 go bust?

I'm with shooters (shoot, shoot)
I ain't fucking with you, you a loser
My girl's got a friend, then she's got a friend who both said that you're an abuser
Aim that shit at the boy, no Zula
Put a AP on the wrist, now I'm cooler (ice, ice)
I feel like Versace, I iced my medulla (Versace)
I hit that shit on the head like a Koomba
Now, give me room, uh

Buss it down (yeah)
Hit him, he gon' find out if he fuck around
Drip or down
Put him on X-Factor, hear the buzzer sound
The gunner's bound 
Sold out all the packs that my lil brother found
Now, bruck it down
Cali, Haze and Stardawg, that's the fucking loud, yeah (GRANDY)

One, two, three, bro came in with 4.5's
She said, "Save me", now we're high up in the sky
747, fuck around then you might die
I'm just smoking on this Cali weed, my shorty way too high

Now, we're way too high, and now, we can't come down
I'd like to show you things I did for the whole town
If they seen me on road, I swear I'd have the crown
And, I won't bow down to these bums, bitch, I am not no clown

We're the young boys, no NBA
Made the police sign the NDA
'Cah they caught us but we got away
Shoulda seen their face, they were so disgraced
No, I'll never fall, I just ball out
Did the business, now I'm getting call outs
I've been on the road hunting foes down
With my baby, no time for the hoes, now

Buss it down (yeah)
Hit him, he gon' find out if he fuck around
Drip or down
Put him on X-Factor, hear the buzzer sound (yeah)
The gunner's bound (skrr)
Sold out all the packs that my lil brother found
Now, bruck it down
Cali, Haze and Stardawg, that's the fucking loud, yeah

She proud of me, she said, "Grandy, Prada me", yeah
You gotta see all these packs got hold of me, yeah
Just smoke some tree, brother come and chill with me, yeah
Feds spotting me, but why would I stop when I got money? Yeah

PRADA ME

LYRICS:

I've been riding 'round the whole city all without you
Come and tell me now, come and show me what that mouth do
Go another round with you baby, I need round two
I'ma dick you down, still levitate you off the ground, ooh
I've been sitting here way too cold without you (way too cold)
And the lean make me see two of you

I keep it a G on the road, I need the mask on
We'll on focus on the future, fuck the past, just like the mask off
I've been roaming 'round the field without a face just like a mascot
I could kill a hundered rats, still couldn't give a rats arse
If you're not making money, then I tell you, "fucking back off"
This beef's fucking personal, I don't want a rap off
I'll show you how I'm versatile, I'll knock your fucking cap off
Pray for all the legends, take my motherfucking hat off

I'm talking on the jail phone to my bro
Said, it's been a long time since I've seen him home
I don't fucking know how I'll move the fucking grub alone
I've been on the road, and lil baby, she don't wanna know
She'll say something different when I drip her in the Prada, though
Going 'round the city, I'm just looking for my Zara, though
Going 'round the world like a Megabus, yeah
She just wanna know I keep it up, 'cause baby girl, I keep it tucked

I'm on a roll and I'm stacking up GBP's
You're not the only I know who wants to see me bleed
I watched the feds lock up my bro, I wanna see him free
I never thought I'd see his face up on the BBC
I'm way too raw, and when I smoke, I need the OCB
When I'm on road, that's the only time you'll all see me
Comapred to me, they all are ants, but I'm with DEC
You'll see us out in Amsterdam, I need the THC

I've been riding 'round the whole city all without you
Come and tell me now, come and show me what that mouth do
Go another round with you baby, I need round two
I'ma dick you down, still levitate you off the ground, ooh
I've been sitting here way too cold without you (way too cold)
And the lean make me see two of you

Baby, we gon' more than a round 2
I ain't ever met another girl that's quite like you
Like the way you talk to me, like your whole vibe, too
You don't even care if my money goes times two
Yeah, you got me hooked on you, baby, that's true
Can't take my eyes off of you
When you step in the room or when I step in the booth
You going 'round in my mind, it help me get in the groove
It helps write down my rhymes so I can do what I do

Baby, you saved me, girl, you're amazing
Brought back to life when it felt like I was caving
Now, it's only you on my mind that I'm craving
Now, I feel the high without blazing (Woah)
Stopped me thinking 'bout going back on the roads
Got me back on track by talking 'bout shows
Mamma named me after a poet and it shows
So, I'ma make it big and I'ma share it with my bro's

'Cause I don't wanna stay stuck in the same place
Same chase for the money 'til I end up in the grave
Dark days, I just wanna part ways, will it fade?
Heartache from the pain that I'm tryna escape
Half baked in the morning so the thoughts stay away
It feels like the only [?] light to my day
I'm really hoping it's enough so it can light up my way
'Cause every day be the same, it's like I'm stuck in a maze, so

I've been riding 'round the whole city all without you
Come and tell me now, come and show me what that mouth do
Go another round with you baby, I need round two
I'ma dick you down, still levitate you off the ground, ooh
I've been sitting here way too cold without you (way too cold)
And the lean make me see two of you

round 2 (feat. DEC)

LYRICS (written by Lewis Parker, Declan Byron, Caden Marshall and Isaac Brockman)

I've been riding 'round the whole city all without you
Come and tell me now, come and show me what that mouth do
Go another round with you baby, I need round two
I'ma dick you down, still levitate you off the ground, ooh
I've been sitting here way too cold without you
And the lean make me see two of you

I'ma needa go again and again
Girl, you must be tripping, I'm way more than a friend
I'm so high right now, girl, this ain't no front
Just bend over backwards, you're what I want
They say, all girls, they just wanna have girls
And, when $avi's around, you gon' be overly touched
(This is pure lust, what the fuck did you think this was?)

I swear, girl, you are my woman, so back it up, now, yeah-hmm
Baby, I swear, you're so motherfucking gorgeous
I would pay six figures just to see whats in the shorts, fuck
I would do whatever you say as long as you naked
Baby, I know where we were before, I don't need to break it
Girl, you look unused, can I be the one to break in?
Show you what a daddy is, since you ain't ever seen it

Baby, we gon' more than a round 2
I ain't ever met another girl that's quite like you
Like the way you talk to me, like your whole vibe, too
You don't even care if my money goes times two
Yeah, you got me hooked on you, baby, that's true
Can't take my eyes off of you
When you step in the room or when I step in the booth
You going 'round in my mind, it help me get in the groove
It helps write down my rhymes so I can do what I do

Baby, you saved me, girl, you're amazing
Brought back to life when it felt like I was caving
Now, it's only you on my mind that I'm craving
Now, I feel the high without blazing (woah)
Stopped me thinking 'bout going back on the roads
Got me back on track by talking 'bout shows
Mamma named me after a poet and it shows
So, I'ma make it big and I'ma share it with my bro's

I go toe to toe with all these bitches
I'm not talking 'bout the women
Talking 'bout the so-called G's who turned to switching (oh yeah)
Why you snitching on your boy?
Yeah, I'ma pull up with the switches
I could bet a couple coin that I'ma leave you all in stitches
When I pull up, it's a killing, but you know I don't do drillings
Baby, I don't know no difference 'cause I always chase the winnings
All the codeine that she need to pour the lean 'cause it's her only feed
I'm leaving with the whole gang, but you know I came with only me

'Cause I don't wanna stay stuck in the same place
Same chase for the money 'til I end up in the grave

I will never leave a trace of any money in the race
And, that shit keeps me entertained, I'll shove it right up in your face

Half baked in the morning so the thoughts stay away

I see a star up in the sky, I say a prayer out for Grace

I'm really hoping it's enough so it can light up my way
'Cause every day be the same, it's like I'm stuck in a maze, so

Yeah, we gonna turn the party up
Pour another drink, fill up the cup 
Aint gonna stop, running from the opps
Can I get a break, dogging all these shots
Feelin like a king rising to the top
Crown on my head, never gonna flop
Never gonna drop, callin all the shots

Yeah, Isaac, tell 'em all how you get 'em
Oh yeah, tell 'em how you roll up in the Phantom (skrrt-skrrt)

Back again with the round 2
See me in the ring, know how I do
Movin’ like a champ, ain't nothing new 
Knockout of the year, I’m on my grind
Goin for the gold victory is mine
(Victory is mine)

I've been riding 'round the whole city all without you
Come and tell me now, come and show me what that mouth do
Go another round with you baby, I need round two
I'ma dick you down, still levitate you off the ground, ooh
I've been sitting here way too cold without you
And the lean make me see two of you

Round 2.0

Messy (Remix)

Used under fair use

Lyrics

You mean so much
You mean so much to me you don't understand

RaRa speeding, I put Zara in
When Zara leave, put the raw raw in her (Yeah)
Kiwi pipe, off the RaRa venom
When you're done tonight
Hop into your ride, yeah (Yeah)

Still speeding in the coupe but without you
I don't know what the fuck to do now
Don't know who I'm gonna turn to now
Don't know where I'm go to in this RaRa I'm in
Hate the mood that you're always in
But I still need you 'cause you're still my twin
Bonnie, Clyde, put the RaRa in (It's Grandy, Grandy)

Molly and codeine in my Fanta (RaRa speeding)
It's a lot of dreams in my Phantom (With Zara in)
Work for me, I'm so handsome (Ooh, yeah, RaRa speeding)
I just slipped a bean (Yeah, yeah)

RaRa in (Yeah), in the RaRa denims (Yeah)
Take the raw raws off (Yeah), put the raw raw in her (Yeah)

I've been living, like a young G in the trap
I'm sinning, going OT in the bag
Still flipping, making that P in the trap
That, I'll never leave, yeah

RaRa speeding (RaRa), I put Zara in (Straight up)
When Zara leave (RaRa), now Grandy spinning (It's lit)
Kiwi pipe (Yeah), off the RaRa venom
When you're done tonight
Hop into your ride (Yeah)

You know my diamonds be shinin'
Pull up 488 just like, what? (Yeah)
Yeah! I'm famous now, told my nigga hold my gun
Yeah, what? Diamonds, they cost so much
Yeah, smokin' that gas, I gotta hold my lungs

Wait, yeah, damn, you thought she was the one? (What?)
Yeah, ayy, told that girl to hold her tongue (Huh)
Ayy, yeah, my closet cost a truck, ayy
Gettin' this money like I'm in a rush, yeah (Damn, checks up)

Rari so fast like I'm in a Lamb
Water jewels like I broke the dam (Yeah)
Wet floor sign, yeah, that be cautious (What?)
Pulling up, yeah, in my– (in my-)

RaRa speeding (RaRa), I put Zara in (Straight up)
When Zara leave, put the raw raw in her (Yeah)
Kiwi pipe (Yeah), off the RaRa venom (Yeah)
When you're done tonight
Hop into your ride, yeah (Yeah)

RaRa in, I put Zara in
When Zara leave, now Grandy spinning (Yeah)
RaRa in, put the RaRa in
RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah
RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah
RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah

RaRa (Remix)

I know I'm not perfect, but please don't make me the target
I'll just keep on working 'til you love me, that's the bargain
I know that I fucked up, but please just let me restart it
If I weren't so heartless, then I wouldn't be the target
All this pain I drown with novocaine
All these rainy days pouring down on me
Take me back to how it started (yeah, yeah)
I know that I fucked up, but please just let me restart it (yeah)
If I weren't so heartless, then I wouldn't be the target

I just need to get my life together
I've been sitting depressed, still enjoy the weather
I've been speaking to demons, I'm not feeling better
The second I do, the seconds come whenever
I'll smoke down a gram, I can bet you a tenner
I'm sitting alone in my room for however long that I can keep going
Holding on to all these standards
But I'm seeing black and white just like a panda (let's go)

I can't speak 'bout how I feel, even to ones who are real
Mood swings got me up on a mood thing
Bet I'm pissing them off, now, for real
They're telling me all I need is a new fling
But there's things more important to me
It's not the same when you're tryna find new faces
When that face was amazing to me
Now throw up some G's

I know I'm not perfect, but please don't make me the target
I'll just keep on working 'til you love me, that's the bargain
I know that I fucked up, but please just let me restart it
If I weren't so heartless, then I wouldn't be the target

(Yo, $avi)

I was heartless from a life of pain
I ain't tryna all feel that again
I never meant to leave you in the rain
Please, be my novocaine
I remember when we had nothing inside the cabinet
I remember going from eating to fucking starving

I was running from all the things I went through as a kid
I never meant to go and pop my lid
But, I did and jeopardized the life we live, I (I did that)
I'm sorry I didn't do right but I promise that I'll stay by your side
I was wrong, wanna make it right
No target on my back tonight

I know I'm not perfect, but please don't make me the target
I'll just keep on working 'til you love me, that's the bargain
I know that I fucked up, but please just let me restart it
I wouldn't be the target if I weren't so heartless

All this pain I drown with novocaine
All these rainy days pouring down on me
Take me back to how it started
I know that I fucked up, but please just let me restart it, yeah, yeah
If I weren't so heartless, then I wouldn't be the target

target (feat. ThatKiddIsaac)

Get away, get away, get away
You had a race in another mans Range
So, get away from me, I don't wanna play 
Like the way that you're playing these games

Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away

Get away, get away, get away
You had a race in another mans Range
So, get away from me, I don't wanna play 
Like the way that you're playing these games
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away

Get away from all these bitches
I'm racing to the riches, I'm racing to the money
The hunnids, I'm 'bout to flip it, yeah
I've just been loving these drugs, I'll stick to twitching
I've been streaming out all of these funds like I've been kicking
I've been speaking to the demons, this phone has got me flipping
The only work I know is on road and in the kitchen, yeah
Bank account digits, it's more than four
I'm on the road, you know
I'm on the way, so you better hide your face
I'm in a much better place, I hope you know this mistake
By getting with you all these years was the root of my pain
Now, I'm climbing up the stairs, I won't see you again
This bloody money bloody rare, 50 up in your face
Put you back in your place, you're going back to your ways
Baby girl, I really thought that me and you could just stay
I've been walking alone and baby, it's great
But I could do with company with the shit on my plate

And, I hope that you see this
On my 12th reason, maybe it's the season
Maybe it's the fact that I'm fucking up and bleeding
Maybe it's the fact that I suddenly started greiving
Maybe it's the fact that love is what I'm needing
Maybe it's the fact that I jumped into the deep end
Maybe it's the fact that I'm in love with a demon
Maybe it's the fact that I miss it when you're screaming

Get away, get away, get away
You had a race in another mans Range
So, get away from me, I don't wanna play 
Like the way that you're playing these games

Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away

Get away, get away, get away
You had a race in another mans Range
So, get away from me, I don't wanna play 
Like the way that you're playing these games

Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away

get away

I'm back to my old ways
Where I was trapping and shit
And had nitties all begging for tick
I'm back in my own lane
I got no licence, insurance
I still drop the packs in the whip
Go back to your own place
I cannot stand you no more 
I won't even go find a new bitch
I'm back to my old ways
Where I was trapping and shit
And had nitties all begging for tick

Since you've been gone, I've just been counting up all of these Charles (yeah, Prince Charles)
In the back of the car, smoking the Cali and selling out Dawg (oh my God)
Since you broke my heart, I've just been trapping like back in the start (of our love)
But, then you departed from me
And, now, I just deal with how far you are (yeah, yeah)

I'm counting and smoking the green
Two different meanings and it's both I mean (yeah)
Please, just stop talking to me
Talking 'bout how this is land of free
But, girl every single time I leave
You throw a fit, you can never be pleased (uh-huh)
Then you'll do the same shit to me
You're hot then cold but you're not Katy P (let's go)

In the back of the Rover, you know it's all over
The bro get the opp dancing just with the pole
I'm never sober, the codeine's all over my Gucci
The same time, I'm smoking on dope
I've just been serving the fiends like a G
But, I'm just like the fiends, I don't really have hope
I never told her how much that I hold her to all of the grudges since I've been alone

I'm back to my old ways
Where I was trapping and shit
And had nitties all begging for tick
I'm back in my own lane
I got no licence, insurance
I still drop the packs in the whip
Go back to your own place
I cannot stand you no more 
I won't even go find a new bitch
I'm back to my old ways
Where I was trapping and shit
And had nitties all begging for tick

Ooh (yeah, yeah)
Money falling out the money fountain
Make a money mountain, now I'm money counting
Got a new accountant and a new account
Because there's pocket watchers on the Snap about
And, when I rap about all of the trap and loud
Just know I'm smoking good, I'm high, I'm never down
Guess I'm the ganja king, but where's my fucking crown?
Bitch, I traded it out for an ounce

Yeah, working on road longer hours
I've just been serving some fiends
Feel like Benji, money showers
Money, power and respect's what I need
Why you sniffing on the coke, baby, when the worst thing I'm on is the lean?
I'm trapping out from the phone, yeah, but I gotta watch out for police

Yeah, tell that bitch, please give me peace
Tell her to leave me the fuck alone
Yeah, tell her that I wanna leave
Make way more money when I'm on my own
Take me back to 2016 when my only worry was where was the hoes, yeah
Take me back to 2018 when my only worry was how to make dough

I'm back to my old ways
Where I was trapping and shit
And had nitties all begging for tick
I'm back in my own lane
I got no licence, insurance
I still drop the packs in the whip
Go back to your own place
I cannot stand you no more 
I won't even go find a new bitch
I'm back to my old ways
Where I was trapping and shit
And had nitties all begging for tick

own lane

the sermon intro

lyrics (written by Lewis Parker & Caden Marshal)

(This is a story of pure pain, loss and trauma. And, to all the deadbeat parents out there, Grandy and $avi have two words for you)
Yeah
Fuck you

The story of my life is nothing special (oh, oh)
I've always been high the slightest inconveinence came around
I let it fuck my life (yeah, yeah)
I could shine but I chose to stay up in my bed and lie (oh-woah)
Thinking 'bout what could've been but isn't
Wish I'd fucking die

Suicide on the ride, doors go up like butterflies (oh, wow)
I can't cry in public but my room looks like River Tyne
Hunnid times I've been in this position, hope it ends tonight (yeah, yeah)
'Cause I'm alive everytime the weed comes up inside my mind, yeah

Tell the Lord don't save me
(This is the story of my life, this is the story of my life)
Tell the Lord I can't be saved tonight
Tell the Lord don't save me
Tell the Lord I can't be saved tonight

My farther wasn't there, mother tryna make ends meet
And I'm thinking that's why I self medicate myself with weed
Why I'm sipping all this lean, why I tripped on all those beans
(This is the story of my life, this is the story of my life)
Why my 5 year anniversary just ended with a cheat

But, I'm never getting beat unless it's bitches on my meat
I just gotta make the money, I got family to feed
Me and bro, we're never hungry 'less we smoke a bunch of weed
I know there's no I in 'team', but there is an I in 'fiend'

I'm so fucked up (ring, ring)
My vision got me dizzy like I'm smoking on some new stuff (ring, ring)
I came from the trenches
Tell you, baby, that shit was tough (ring, ring)
The centre of the city is where all the opps got cut up (ring, ring)
I was only witnessing but I still never coughed up

Tell the Lord don't save me
(This is the story of my life, this is the story of my life)
Tell the Lord I can't be saved tonight
Tell the Lord don't save me
Tell the Lord I can't be saved tonight

I've been on the phone with the Devil
(Tell the Lord don't save me)
I just told him, "Make sure there's a place for me in Hell"
(Tell the Lord, I can't be saved tonight)
I've been all alone in the Seven
So I had to move away to the sticks just to help, wow (yo, $avi)

Alright, alright, imagine this
Four years old when my daddy hit the curb
Pushed my mama through the shower as I sat there and observed it
Fucked her up and so she had to struggle 
Every time she heard a glimpse of him that come through me (woah)
So, now I struggle with my words (yeah)

And, now I struggle with feeling
Emotions are retreating
Imagine being a troubled child in need of a beating?
But, in need of a hug
This life turned me to a thug
So, I drink and I smoke or send a text to the plug

I've got this stuck in a place of Hell
I rose on up sitting inside of this cell
Or, imagine when you finally grow up, you still feel the hole inside of you from the stupid shit that you done
[?]
And you only did it 'cause you didn't know who to be (who am I?)

I still don't and I still won't get it
I have admitted to being aquitted
You wanna spit, spray shit with every word
When you don't know my origin or the scars of the burden (ah-ah-ah), uh

Tell the Lord don't save me
(This is the story of my life, this is the story of my life)
Tell the Lord I can't be saved tonight
Tell the Lord don't save me
Tell the Lord I can't be saved tonight
I've been on the phone with the Devil
(Tell the Lord don't save me)
I just told him, "Make sure there's a place for me in Hell"
(Tell the Lord, I can't be saved tonight)
I've been all alone in the Seven (ring, ring)
So I had to move away to the sticks just to help, wow (ring, ring)

Ring, ring, Satan calling
He telling me that I'm really falling
I told him, "Look at what you put me through"
He said, "Fair, but how 'bout you? How you doing?"
I said, "I'm doing like shit, I keep smoking thinking that I'll get rid of it"
But this is just a story and I wish it was them
But all the pain inside of me made me who I am

story of my life (don't save me)

glass heart

Lyrics (Written by Lewis Parker)

Call me what you like, baby
Tell me what you like (I'm on fire)
I know that I'm fly
I know that I'm fine
I know I'm on different levels
Different levels than you
(I'm on fire, I'm on fire)

Bitch, it's a thriller
Walk 'em down 'cause I need to be the winner
Like yeah (yeah), it's a thriller
Swipe the weed like it was bitches up on Tinder

New money, new phone 
Make the money all alone (cash)
I was running from the five-oh
They know I know how to roll
I'm getting dizzy from the styrofoam
I might die, though, from the smoke
Every time you hear me lie, though
Know it's five-oh who's got me roped

All this money's what I need (cash)
All this money evergreen (green)
I just copped the new VV's, match the CC's
I'm a fiend (Celiné, Celiné)
I'm so quick, I'm in the slipstream
You can kick me 'til I bleed (skrrt)
But, you won't ever get no shit out of me
Why you act like police?

I'm speeding foreign's, it go beep beep
Need a couple mill for a Yeet feat
Went from working tills to fucking popping pills
Now, I make money when I go sleep-sleep
I just moved to the sticks, got away from the city
But all of these drugs are still holding me down
I fucked off the bitch 'cause she acting to sneaky
She going around, made me look like a clown

I'm to wise on these beats
Hunnid bitches acting sweet
I go wild for these treats
They might for a G
They might slide for the streets
I might die for the streets
I moved far away 'cause the city too litty
And, all of these opps kept on hunting me down
Addicted to weed and it's making me dizzy
But I'm too far in, there's no turning back now

Call me what you like, baby
Tell me what you like (I'm on fire)
I know that I'm fly
I know that I'm fine
I know I'm on different levels
Different levels than you
(I'm on fire, I'm on fire)

Bitch, it's a thriller
Walk 'em down 'cause I need to be the winner
Like yeah (yeah), it's a thriller
Swipe the weed like it was bitches up on Tinder

New money, new phone 
Make the money all alone (cash)
I was running from the five-oh
They know I know how to roll
I'm getting dizzy from the styrofoam
I might die, though, from the smoke
Every time you hear me lie, though
Know it's five-oh who's got me roped

thiller

trenches (feat. Empra) - bonus track

mary jane - bonus track

Lyrics (written by Lewis Parker)

Yeah, so many different faces, and I can't remember them
I get too fucked up, all these drugs gave me a tolerence
I've been too trapped up in the trenches now they onto us
I can't be fucking with these bitches if they onto
I got the CC's, what do you need? Uh-huh
And, I've been trapping in the blue jeans, uh-huh
I'm in the trap, I'm counting blue cheese, uh-huh
I'm counting blue cheese, hmm-mmm

Red light, green light, go
I've got many problems, got me moving slow
Inbetween lines, street lights glow
I'm a giant in this motherfucker, fee-fi-fo

Feed my bros, before hoes
I know you know I was trapping on that iPhone
Need my dough, before hoes try to get me down
Try to get me down on all fours

I know you made a check, you living blessed
I'm running 'round insane since you left
My mind is over ran with stress
And all the pain that you left
It's draining out my mental health
I thought the cocaine would help
But it's just drowned out all my wealth, woah

Yeah, you got the eyes of a lion
Why you always lying?
Lying in my bed like every night while you just cried, yeah
You're the type of bitch to get more bitches on my side, yeah
Another type of money in my bank account, it's wild, yeah
I feel like Superman, these bitches be my kryptonite, yeah
Sliding to my crib tonight, just bring me back to life, yeah
Another year, another time where we could be just fine

I don't want to be the greatest, I just want to be alright (alright)
Big body hogging lanes, I feel like Tory in the night
Got this bad bitch and she's a stallion, she's flashing me on Skype
Seen her face and I made time for her to stay up on FaceTime

Now it's new money, old money stacking on a pile
I think 'bout old hunnies that I had, I'll put 'em in a line
Rate them one through ten but every bitch will get a nine
Feel like Dexter Morgan, resurrecting all my crimes, hmm-mm-mm

Yeah, you got the eyes of a lion
Why you always lying?
Lying in my bed like every night while you just cried, yeah
You're the type of bitch to get more bitches on my side, yeah
Another type of money in my bank account, it's wild, yeah
I feel like Superman, these bitches be my kryptonite, yeah
Sliding to my crib tonight, just bring me back to life, yeah
Another year, another time where we could be just fine, yeah, yeah

7 GRANDY

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