EP OTW

why in the fuck did this lil nigga think he was fuckin w me
whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta sticks in the mfkn v
you and this mf stick gon connect like you huggin a tree
he dont even charge no bill for catchin a kill this nigga bussin for free
dumpers w me
mexican killer u talkin im sendin out chulo
nigga the beat too hard had to drop bars onnis bitch nigga s/o to turro
smokin this mf za shit got me on mars im lil martian fuck baby pluto
im lil martian fuck baby pluto
fuck baby pluto
fuck baby pluto
survived the ar but he left w a scar
man we did his ass just like he zuko
whole body get chopped nigga fuck just the top
and if we get the lo then he...

and if we get the lo throw a rock then he drop
every song that u put up nigga it flop
got this lean in my cup yea ts onna rocks
and she only fuck rappers this bitch is a thot
arp gon pop em
im really they father
smokin on straight zaza
send him up to rayquaza
long range its reachin him
long range its reachin him
attachment put the beam to him
we wack shit like speakin of
brody just caught a b
hop out the v clean em up
new glogang w the ksubis on nigga look bout clean asf

why in the fuck did this lil nigga think he was fuckin w me
whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta sticks in the mfkn v
you and this mf stick gon connect like you huggin a tree
he dont even charge no bill for catchin a kill this nigga bussin for free
dumpers w me
mexican killer u talkin im sendin out chulo
nigga the beat too hard had to drop bars onnis bitch nigga s/o to turro
smokin this mf za shit got me on mars im lil martian fuck baby pluto
im lil martian fuck baby pluto
fuck baby pluto
fuck baby pluto
survived the ar but he left w a scar
man we did his ass just like he zuko
whole body get chopped nigga fuck just the top
and if we get the lo then he...

baby pluto (turro)

ngas talkin shit, we take em down,  he wont get up
i been in da crib, i been locked in, dont give no fuck now
gotta help myself, im feelin stuck now
chillin w my bros, we be up now
so whats the problem, u dont give no fuck now?
so whats the problem, u dont give no fuck now?

this hoe doin bad things to me
i cant do nun bout it
all she do is talk and make a scene
i hadda get my bag so she could see yeah
it dont matter, i could smoke on za to feel complete
bitch, it dont matter, ill talk to my bros to feel complete
i rather die than fuck up on these hoes and a pay a fee

prollem #juneDay

rock out

kareemLOL (sxm)

andre drummond (demo) prod swfhrt

say i dont mean not shit to ha
tryna do shi witcha
cant even say wassup
its about that time im locked
bitch i dont play with the glock
i been down bad i cant even lie
no one can tell me the reason im here
no one can me the reason why
too many times i wanted to die
too many times i cant even lie
u already know i been thinkin alot
savin my spot at the top
tellin myself make it stop
playin this song make it stop

wastin my time makin shitty ass music
what am i doin this shit for
i find some shit out and i sit and abuse it
whats wrong w my mental
im hatin myself im thuggin it out
im prayin my pops dont find out
niggas dont call me tf im about
im droppin a tape then fuck it im out


this really a sad song prod me

not around // wussup

waste no Time

Born in the late-night grind, “Pressure Points” follows a voice pushing through the weight. Every hit, setback, and stress line becomes the force that sharpens him. What tried to break him ends up shaping him. This is pressure turning into power — a diamond built under loaded weight.

Pressure Points

Bring it back😩

damn he busted
sorry bro cant fw uu
vv told me
black man winnin
BMW
in the mountain
wrist hang out of an igloo
we gon pour a fountain
then separate his tissue
bm-bmw
ill get an amg 4uu
amg 4uu
perfect and you know it
40 clip gon solve
my issue
the rain fall
god damn it blowin
i could kirk myself
in prada suit
yo ho prolly goin
and my girl walkin
bulletproof

dirty dracs hid inside
the kate spade
kick his shit in
raid him renegade
holy shit its steak
remember eatin off them
paper plates
i still buy em 
buss it down all on em
serve a p on saturday
day 
day
like everyday
my body fried from 1v1s
with razorblades
ive really been through pain
ive seen that sparkle go away
when my chest get caved
i hope that fuck you what i say
and on that day
i hope my brother semi
fuck yo face

but its okay
cause what happens 
happens anyway
ima walkin stain
pnb r.i.p.
but im not goin 
out that way

damn he busted
sorry bro cant fw uu
vv told me
black man winnin
BMW
in the mountain
wrist hang out of an igloo
we gon pour a fountain
then separate his tissue
bm-bmw
ill get an amg 4uu
amg 4uu
perfect and you know it
40 clip gon solve
my issue
the rain fall
god damn it blowin
i could kirk myself
in prada suit
yo ho prolly goin
and my girl walkin
bulletproof


this really a sad song prod me

ainju