ashes2ashes

Cover Artist: 
www.instagram.com/draza.art

Producers: 
https://www.youtube.com/@prodmista
https://soundcloud.com/mowz1ted

Got it on me (905)
Bitch, I got this shit on me it’s finna go brrr
Bitch, I got the money
Stack it up, count it, it’s finna go brrr
Nigga, shut the fuck up
What you talkin bout? Lil nigga, shh (Slide, slide)
Boy, stop it
Don’t even play that
All these fucking dollars
You never made that
How I’m sliding in the coupe, I’m gliding
All in the maybach
Your lil buddy pulled up but he gone now
Come get your payback, nigga
We gon count it, stack it up for generations (Yeah, alright)
In this case, it’s like a couple thousand for your information
While he talking down, we up, we getting paid
He should stop talking now
What he talking about, it don’t even make sense
Boy, pull up now, time going quick, I don’t got all day
They just want to be me
Asking how I do shit, I got my ways
I’ll be taking mine
Me, my gang, and I, we taking over, oh (That’s what I’m saying)
We’ll be taking off, we can’t take it slow, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas fu, I keep it real, ain’t faking no more (Yeah, yeah)
Lil bitch, I make too much money
Bank gon overflow, woah (Yeah)
New whip got open doors
Damn, my nigga pop too much pills, he in comatose
I’m just praying to God that he will never overdose (Damn)
Bro, how you all in your feels over broke hoes (I’m saying)
My niggas all in the fields, fucking toting poles
Damn, my money tall, that shit feel like a totem pole
How lil bro ain’t know? (Slide, slide)
Boy, stop it (Stop it, you don’t want to play)
Don’t even play that
All these fucking dollars (All these dollars you ain’t never made)
You never made that
How I’m sliding in the coupe, I’m gliding (How I’m sliding in the coupe like everyday)
All in the maybach
Your lil buddy pulled up but he gone now
Come get your payback, nigga
We gon count it, stack it up for generations (Yeah, alright)
In this case, it’s like a couple thousand for your information
While he talking down, we up, we getting paid
He should stop talking now
What he talking about, it don’t even make sense

fyi [prod. mista & mowz]

Cover Artist: 
www.instagram.com/draza.art

Producers: 
https://www.youtube.com/@prodmista
https://soundcloud.com/mowz1ted

I been on a roll
I been on my own, yea
I been countin up my dough
Ain’t no worry in my mind, nigga
Nah, don’t sweat it, no stressin, you’ll get what you’re owed
You’re holdin up your own better than ever before
Til you rollin up in Rovers and Raris, hear it roar
I already told you
For now, they don’t know you (Uh)
Til you run it up, then they gon want some more of you (Talk to em)
Yeah, I do this shit at home, don’t need no pro tools
Find somewhere to learn to stack, I ain’t gon coach you, nah
Nigga, tell me what we gon do (Let me know)
Why they sippin green? He pourin up that Grogu
Tell me, if I’m with the team, why would I approach you?
Nigga tryna switch the team, we don’t even know you (On God)
No, we don’t
Gordan Ramsey, cookin that lil shit up on the stove
Nah, they ain’t wanna help me, so I did it all alone
I just hope them niggas ready, they gon see a nigga go up, yea
I been on the road (I already know, man)
I been far from home, yea (Been missin my homeland)
I been countin up my dough (I got too much dough, man)
Ain’t no worries, ain’t a problem, nigga (Yeahh)
Nah, don’t sweat it, no stressin, you’ll get what you’re owed
You’re holdin up your own better than ever before
Til you rollin up in Rovers and Raris, hear it roar
I swear I done told you
Woah-woah
Man, see you later, so long (Damn)
Ain’t seen no breaks in so long (Damn)
Shit, I can’t even fake it no more (Slide, slide)
I like to be alone, when I can daze and doze off
Nigga, you know I wore those before
You better take them hoes off
I just tell my nigga “chill” everytime he fill the wock up
He keep 50 pills on him, bro forreal a doctor
In that big body black truck, gorilla tonka
Can’t stop to hear what you yappin bout
Can’t fit the time, bruh
To tell the truth, give it time, y’all gon sense that I’m up
Just hit the stu, way too high, I might invent a genre
It’s all blues on my mind, I’m like Megamind, bruh
I’m tryna send em all up
Bitch, I’m a mega baller
Sip ten shots, send shots at ya shot caller (Buh, buh, buh)
Her friend hot, the bitch chopped, I will not call her (Noo)
I’m with the mob, with the mafia, La Cosa Nostra (Yea-yeah)
The Benz top dropped off
Don’t get your top chopped off
We on five star timing, we can not drop, naw
I can’t hide my highness like a Rasta, dawg
Big titan, nigga, I ain’t talkin Cyborg
I’ll bomb em, Oppenheimer
This shit ain’t rocket science, no
Just dollar signs on my mind, said this shit not rocket science
Dolemite, chop em right down if he not talkin right
This a rocket fight, what you finna do with that lil pocket knife?
Big 905, number one not two, it ain’t a loss in sight, no

no stressn

no stressn [prod. mista & mowz]

lex luthor

lex luthor [prod. wifi]

devil wears prada

devil wears prada [prod. mista & mowz]

Tha-that’s why they can’t stand 905, he make them bands flip
And these niggas my stand-ins, swear I can never stand them
You just need more mentions, I’ma need some mansions
I-I-I go-g-got bands
I can make em dance
Fu-Fuckin wit my mans, I can get em blammed
I came wit a MAC 1-0 in my hand
I can never stack 0’s with you assholes
I-I-I done lapped over them casuals
I could never pass over the cash flow
I could get you whacked, backdoored, never lack bro
They servin out that trap, packs go through the backdoor
W-Woah (Oh, yuh)
My big plays, you never match those
Holup, why y’all say that? Now he gassed up
I’m so up, private planes, I’m finna blast off
Oh, yeah, you don’t even know us
Get yo dough up, d’fuck?
That’s why they can’t stand 905, he make them bands flip
And these niggas my stand-ins, swear I can never stand them
You just need more mentions, I’ma need some mansions
I-I-I go-g-got bands
I can make em dance
Fu-Fuckin wit my mans, I can get em blammed
I came wit a MAC 1-0 in my hand
I can never stack 0’s with you assholes
Fu-fuck the cost of this shit
I ain’t lost nan
Yo-you don’t wanna toss
Lil nigga, I’m the bossman
I’m gon have to top 10
Ain’t no other option
Give fuck bout what you talkin
Nigga, I don’t got enough time for it
Walk in, you can smell me, Tom Ford
What y’all talk don’t compel me, I’m bored
Bitch, how you finna tell me what’s right for me?
You can’t make my mind for me
D-Do whatever I like for me
Only live my life for me
(Tha-That’s why they can’t stand 905, he make them bands flip)
(The-These niggas my stand-ins, swear I can never stand them)

cant stand it

cant stand it [prod. sxmmyy!]

(Ahhh)
Yuh, I just got my digits up (Slide, slide)
Nah, bitch, I’m not into ya
Big chopstick, boy, I’m endin ya
Like how could I stop this
I can never give it up
I’m ridin in that hot whip
I just rolled the windows up (Pheww)
Nigga, pipe up (Nigga, pipe up)
I just popped up a seal, I’m goin up (Woah)
This bitch say I’m far too popular
They stare when we roll up
God damn, pour the wock up, got cups
Pills on me like doctor (Hooo)
When you walk up, they say “Who?”
No Doctor (Hooo)
*cough*
Cough up the smoke, I feel like rasta
From everywhere I’m saucin
Out my elbows too, I’m pasta
On everything
I promise I’ma get him with that- choppa
Shu-Shu-Shut up (Ohh)
Y’all boys got me anxious (Buh-buh, buh-buh)
Fuck y’all altercations
Focus on y’all jobs and dayshifts
I’m scared to talk, I’m dazin
All this shit I’m poppin, takin
I ain't playin all them games, bitch
Honestly, I’m tired of waitin (Yeaah)
Ion care what you got to say for it
Yu-Yuh, I just got my digits up (My digits up)
Nah, bitch, I’m not into ya
Big chopstick, boy, I’m endin ya (Bee-bee)
Like how could I stop this
I can never give it up (Skr-skr)
I’m ridin in that hot whip
I just rolled the windows up

ust we rose

digits^

digits^ [prod. breadwinner]

life is strange

life is strange [prod. wifi]

I can’t let em down, I can’t let em
Face them sins, now we gon send him down
Bro ain’t seein heaven
And I’m with K-9s, free my dawgs up outta that kennel now
Late night tweakin off some bars, tryna set it off, yeah (ashes2ashes)
Ma-Man, that fit ain’t hard, get some VETEMENTS, yeah (Fuck em)
I done manifested all this shit, I’ll get it myself
That lil shit don’t benefit the squad then forget it, oh yeah
No, I don’t trust you, we can’t talk, y’all too federal
Yea, you better know it
Keep goin with that lame shit, that’s just how you get avoided
Shit, I just need my pay, I’m okay, kay
Gre-great day (Hey) 
Ran up like 8k
Them racks taller than Great Dane
Doot-doo, spray AKs
Who’s who? So many faces
Too true, can’t never fake it
No Blues Clues, the brick get mailed, sing tunes to fuckin celebrate it
It’s too too much cash, just in case you couldn’t tell I made it (It’s payday)
Nerd, geekin off that grade A
Nerds, we doin math like everyda-
Ad-add the cash
If any of them lame niggas hangin around, they get they ass subtracted
Ain’t no mechanic, but lil nigga quick the grab the ratchet
We ain’t the same, even though we all came from ashes, ashes
Leave em in ashes, ashes
I can't-I-I can’t let em down, I can’t let em
Face them sins, now we gon send him down
Bro ain’t seein heaven
And I’m with K-9s, free my dawgs up outta that kennel now
Late night tweakin off some bars, tryna set it off, yeah (ashes2ashes)
Ma-Man, that fit ain’t hard, get some VETEMENTS, yeah (Fuck em all)
I done manifested all this shit, I’ll get it myself
That lil shit don’t benefit the squad then forget it, oh yeah
No, I don’t trust you, we can’t talk, y’all too federal
(I can’t let em)
(Nigga, send him down, ain’t seein heaven)
(Yea, walk with a stick, with a weapon)
(It’s too much talk in this bitch, where the exit?)

ashes2ashes

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