BYE MAN

The Handsome Phantom [prod. GREY]

Everybody got opinions
Oh yes I know
Didn't ask for what you giving
So maybe don't
Everybody got opinions
Oh yes I know
Didn't ask for what you giving
So maybe don't

I feel like Soulja Boy back in '07
I been working hard one day they'll finally get it
I been building animosity, please don't talk to me
I been focused on the goals that I wanna reach
They peeped im getting motion, now they wanna preach
Saying that you got advice, don't give that to me

I think it's funny
Suddenly you got them big ideas
Where were you when I was down
Well you wasn't shedding tears about it
Say what all you like
And I will do the same without it
I did all the work
And now you wanna give me options
I did it all myself
And now you wanna share the wealth
I doubt it

Your mouth is
Cashing checks your strongest stretch
Could never even reach
Saying what you'd do in my position
I'm thanking God that you'll never be
Oh me, Oh my
I don't have desire or the time
To give my mind to all these fucking haters
That tuned into to the climb
Right before the climax
Don't push me to the edge about this
Got my back to the wall
Don't blame me if I start swinging
The world dealt me this hand
And then I started singing
Don't come here and expect to be in it when I win
I don't need any new friends
(Don't make me) Say that shit again

2007 (prod. Johnny Liquor)

5 .) FEEL DA PAIN✖️ROSETTA

PLAYA FROM THE PROJECTS

Lately I been
Caught up in doing the right thing
Why do I waste my time
I wanna be your everything
Anything less just don't feel right
Searching for myself
Seeking reason
Why do feelings change
Come and go just like the seasons

Man, I swear I hate that feeling
In ways I can't relay
I hate the selfish and disloyal
Though I can relate
Chasing past mistakes
Then we call it fate
Saying you the realest
Whole time knowing that you fake

I can't blame you, no, I know
It's hard to be here
This world we living in a game
The rest do not play fair
I'm just taking all what's mine
Residual dust from the grind
Life move a mile a minute
Never know what's it's worth
'Til its all behind you
What do I do

I try
And I try
And I try

Caught up in doing the right thing
Why do I waste my time
I wanna be your everything
Anything less just don't feel right
Searching for my meaning
Seeking reason
Motivations change
Come and go just like the seasons

And when nothing is the same
Sometimes I hate that feeling
And if I had a time machine
I would rewrite my demons

Man, I swear I hate that feeling
In ways I can't relay
I hate the selfish and disloyal
Though I can relate
Chasing past mistakes
Then we call it fate
Saying you the realest
Whole time knowing that you fake

I can't blame you, no, I know
It's hard to be here
This world we living in a game
The rest do not play fair
I'm just taking all what's mine
Residuals from the grind
Life move a mile a minute
Never know what's it's worth
'Til its all behind you

Cruise Wing (Prod. EVIL MYSTIC & PLAINFACE)

GunClappa666 - Uralter Frost

lyrics: 

I don't really care too much bout who all talking
they can say what all they like but rarely do they walk it
if I were u id hate me too
I got too many damn options
And I been running laps around these haters
facts is paying them attention is a favor
I been on my shit like when I spit
how they all come flocking
running all that lip
from where u sit
the intentions obvious
all that jockin, ho I know u watching
I think its time I sit back and let the paper stack 
do all of my talking

I dont gotta talk I let the bag talk
tryna block my shine you do a bad job

wonder how many times I gotta watch my own heart break
falling love is the mistake I wish I never made
it comes in waves all the things like pain
loss and what will not remain
if I think about it I will go insane
don't blame me for the ways I've changed
when I focus on how much money I can make
well nothing is the same

I dont gotta talk I let the bag talk, money math
tryna block my shine you do a bad job

hole in my chest dont tell me im blessed 
ive traded traditions for pain and duress
cant fill it with cash, what do u recommend
this path im on inventing my stress
I hate it I love it dont want it to end
I know im alone know nothing of friends
saying u love me while telling me this
u cant stay but u say ill be famous
why does this happen, I carry the blame
fame is a shame id rather be loved
whats the solution, bleed out on the rug
cant tell If i want more cash or a gun

I dont gotta talk I let the bag talk
tryna block my shine you do a bad job

BYE MAN

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