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Sav NDO - Picture Me

Talk To God

Pebble Phones

My Life

GRUBBO - GOLD DUST

Think About Myself

Tell Me

Neo… (oh, oh)
Neo-studio-lab… (yeah, yeah)
Cut the past, bend the seams
Future born in folded dreams (mmm)

We don’t need old seams, past cuts fade
Folds keep shifting like a tidal wave
Textures clash, silhouettes move too
Every stitch cut sharp, design comes through
Panels provoke, forms bend and glow
Rules get twisted where the visions go
Structures collapse, patterns redesigned
Neo-studio-lab keeps the stars aligned

Layers collide (ohhh)
Patterns ignite (yeah-yeah)
Structures break (mmm)
Lines cut the night (ahhh)

Runway drives forward (yeah, yeah)
Nothing pulling me back (ohhh)
Innovation in the fabric (ahhh)
Vision riding the track (mmm)
Runway drives forward (yeah-yeah)
Neo-lab burning inside (ohhh)
Edges collide, we design the flame (ahhh)
Future amplified (mmm)

Confront the space, strike bold, cut deep
Own the vision whole, no time for sleep
Edges collide, patterns erupt
Structures shift, old codes corrupt
Lab moves fast, past fades slow
Dissolve the frame, let the future grow
Still pulses strong in the fabric thread
Neo-studio-lab where the old world’s dead

Layers collide (ohhh)
Patterns ignite (yeah-yeah)
Structures break (mmm)
Lines cut the night (ahhh)

Runway drives forward (yeah, yeah)
Nothing pulling me back (ohhh)
Innovation in the fabric (ahhh)
Vision riding the track (mmm)
Runway drives forward (yeah-yeah)
Neo-lab burning inside (ohhh)
Edges collide, we design the flame (ahhh)
Future amplified (mmm)

Bend forward (ohhh)
Fade slowly (yeah-yeah)
Dissolve vision (mmm)
Still pulses holy (ahhh)
Every fold, every cut, tells a story (ohhh)
Neo-studio-lab in eternal glory (mmm)

Runway drives forward (yeah, yeah)
Nothing pulling me back (ohhh)
Innovation in the fabric (ahhh)
Vision riding the track (mmm)
Runway drives forward (yeah-yeah)
Neo-lab burning inside (ohhh)
Edges collide, we design the flame (ahhh)
Future amplified (mmm)

Neo… (neo, neo, neo)
Studio… (ahhh, ahhh)
Lab… (lab-lab-lab, ooohh)
Runway never stops… still pulses on (mmm)



Fashion Lab (R&B Fusion Hip Hop reload)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Pow) (Brrra) (Let’s Go!)

[Chorus]
Fuck Blick—Drake on my side, let it hum loud (Pow)
Shooter in the shadows, make the whole block shut down (Wooh)
Cold steel ringing, hear the echo when it touchdown (Yeah)
Blood on my shoes, every step make the ground drown (Skrrt)

Voices in my head say “kill” when the lights fade (Uh)
Money on the floor, stack high where the dice lay (Pow)
City in the smoke, no peace when the crime play (Wooh)
Life on the line, every night like a Friday (BRrrra)

[Verse 1]
I just had a Nigga with a mask and a long pole (Wooh)
Running through the shadows with the cash, that’s a strong hold (Yeah)
Fuck Blick—got a stick in the stash where the cold go (Pow)
Pressure on the city, make it crash when the chrome blow (Skrrt)

Drake in the backpack, loaded like a page flip (Uh)
Bodies on the pavement, silence when the cage spit (Yeah)
Blood on the carpet, diamonds make the rain drip (Splash)
Bullet holes singing through the air like a flame whip (Wooh)

Caught him in the alley, dropped his soul like a ringtone (Ring)
Left him with his eyes wide open like a window (Yeah)
Money in the duffle, counting fast where the wind go (Pow)
Ghost in the system, let it ride where the sins flow (Brrra)

No love, no faith, just a blade and a hot round (Yeah)
Eyes in the night, see the hate when the block sound (Wooh)
Chains on my chest feel heavy when I walk now (Pow)
Life on the line, every step is a lockdown (Let’s Go!)

[Verse 2]
(PMO Music)
Shadows in the back, all black with a trench coat (Yeah)
Hands in the fire, every move is a death note (Pow)
Fuck Blick—make the barrel sing a sharp quote (Wooh)
Numbers in my brain count blood like a bank note (Skrrt)

Hunt in the dark, where the static make the wires hum (Yeah)
Drake to his head, leave him flat like a tire drum (Boom)
Pressure in the streets, make it crack where the liars come (Pow)
Life is just a blade and a mask where the silence numb (Wooh)

Eyes red shut, no sleep in the grave light (Yeah)
Voices in my head turn cold when the cage bite (Pow)
Move like a phantom, no trace when the haze bite (Brrra)
Fire in my chest burn slow in the late night (Let’s Go!)

Cross in the dirt, no prayers for the lost one (Yeah)
Nigga on the curb spill blood when the frost run (Pow)
Death in my veins, no chain that can stop none (Wooh)
Drake in my hand, one shot make the clock done (BRRRRA)

[Chorus]
Fuck Blick—Drake on my side, let it hum loud (Pow)
Nigga in the shadows, make the whole block shut down (Wooh)
Cold steel ringing, hear the echo when it touchdown (Yeah)
Blood on my shoes, every step make the ground drown (Skrrt)

Voices in my head say “kill” when the lights fade (Uh)
Money on the floor, stack high where the dice lay (Pow)
City in the smoke, no peace when the crime play (Wooh)
Life on the line, every night like a Friday (BRrrra)

[Outro]
(Yeah) (Pow) (Wooh) (Skrrt) (Brrra)
(PMO Music)

Tell Me

SAVNDO

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