Prod. https://soundcloud.com/edward-complain

Pushin that white, movin that soft
Servin the yola, feel like rick ross
Cant wait till the day that i fill up my vault
Takin my girl on a spree at the mall
Flip phone be ringin, can’t ignore them calls
steady on my line for all them 8 balls
Chokin on loud smoke, i need some halls     

Yeah we be smokin on the louder
Smoking over snorting, mixing blunts with the powder
Cocaine on her titties, when she jump up out the shower
Playin with them lines, fell in love with the flour
Bad lil pretty witch, gon caress me with her power
Eatin up that bitch for dinner, i dont care if its sour
Just lemme do my thing, with you alone, for a hour

Whippin in the kitchen, me and hz cookin beats
My lil shawty do the dishes, and you know that she a freak
I’ll leave you with the fishes, pussy better not play with me
Young niggas with them switches, all they guns gotta beam


KILLBILL #FREERANDY

Prod. Arayof
Cover by https://soundcloud.com/edward-complain

I eat the xanax, straight up like tic tacs
I’ll push yo shit back, this aint no shit track
get yo shit smacked, I’m quick to attack
Like boy don’t get packed, I make an impact

Immortal Money, we gon change the whole  scene
Y’all just look funny,  I’m makin hits at fifteen
I’mma damn druggie, fuck I’ll never be clean
Get down on one knee, askin her if she’ll marry me
I’ll call her honey, life would really feel like a dream
My nose be runny, can’t help but snort lines and pop beans
Y’all worried bout me, was in a penitentiary
State of reflection, and I still don’t regret a thing
Just the inception, these lyrics deep like a ravine
Like an infection, I keep spreading obscenity
Fuck your election, I’ll be on top and you will see
Call it perfection, I’m refining my poetry
I got connections, pussy you'll get shot through the screen
Overprotection, baby don’t leave my side please
Ugh, baby don’t leave my side please

I eat the xanax, straight up like tic tacs
I’ll push yo shit back, this aint no shit track
get yo shit smacked, I’m quick to attack
Like boy don’t get packed, I make an impact



I'll Be There #RANDYFREE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YyDOnnNGV_E
Cover & Prod. https://soundcloud.com/edward-complain

Sun up to sun down, real nigga shit
Fuck around wit me and you finna get hit
Snort lines fuck bitches
Last thing you'll see me do is simping
Fuck around wit me and we'll leave you missing
On a money mission
Sit down boy listen
Fuck that bitch no kissing
Making these beats whip it up in the kitchen
Pussies just hate you have got to be kidding

Me and hz, that's immortal money
Arayofsunshine, how you see them beams
Nigga we unstoppable, a 2 man team
Fuck a clique, fuck a mob, we dont need those things
Livin my dreams, they as seen on TV
Imma drive a maybach, fuck TTC
Gettin this money, yea gettin this cream
That’s why i got my bitches kisses on my tee

Sun up to sun down,  Real nigga shit
Fuck around wit me and you finna get hit
Snort lines  fuck bitches
Last thing you'll see me do is simping
Fuck around wit me and we'll leave you missing
On a money mission
Sit down boy listen
Fuck that bitch no kissing
Making these beats whip it up in the kitchen
Pussies just hate you have got to be kidding
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Young ass nigga not giving a fuck
Two white lines and I call it lunch
School in the background i dont go that much

R.N.S. (Prod. HZ) (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESC.)

City Of Snow EP 
12/14/2024
Immortal Money

"A revolution is not won by the fearless, it is won by the feared."

City of Snow

Demonshit (Remastered)

breakdalaw

jumped up off the porch back when I was a lil jit
I’m a demon straight from hell, never ever could repent
I don’t ever kiss n tell, gotta keep a damn secret
I do xannies, I pop pills, but I’ll never pay a cent
You could try to break my mental, but you’ll never make a dent
I already put myself through every level of descent
That includes having rest on a bed made of cement
Breakin all the rules, I could never ever follow trends

demon bitch, break her spleen
got her itchin, just for me, she a fein
poppin all these oxies, I can't see
and im leanin off codeine, i feel free
I could never cop a plea, fuck police
give the pussy tlc, elbow grease
now she wetter than the sea
she cant think, cause i'm goin so damn deep
needa plan b
got ice like a skating rink
molly pink, but when i drink,
powder just be my damn thing
fight addiction in the ring
i still fly off with some wings
then I sing, hope you niggas listening
to not just me, but the beat,
made by my nigga hz, immortal money
when my phone ring,
my eyes be glistening, cause i'm winning
babygirl this aint a dream, look at the team,
she say imma king, and im holding,
a wedding ring, will you be my queen?
this is just training, for bigger things,
that we will achieve, doing deeds,
helpin out the damn community,
feed the streets, run the damn city, 
up and down alleys, serve the junkies,
all the damn fetty, this aint no perky,
im gettin greedy, this is the ending. 

Lookin into eyes of a body with no soul
Watchin blood drip down his face, while his body grew cold
Me and hz ridin side by side, boy we always roll
can’t keep myself from losin it, Ponyboy stay gold.




superdarktimes

The abyss in my chest gettin deeper
Voices in a nigga head soundin just like speakers
Im a crazy mothafucka, but i’m still a keeper
An overthinker, you know that I need her
Tried to be my best for you, and only grew weaker
Geekin off the xans, lookin like a tweaker
Molly got my eyes wide, lookin like a lemur
Make me down a whole fifth, but i’m not a drinker

pitch black at 4 am
I'm still ridin till the end
with my brothas, dont got friends
you don't know the difference
Boy we trapped out in the trench
Gotta steal shit like the grinch

gotta grab the mop
for all the bodies we just dropped
and the vomit from pills we popped
we really dont got a lot
but we ain't ever gon stop
till we make it to the top
boy you know we'll never flop

My heart hurtin more and more every single day
Only thing keepin me goin, is when she say "I love you ray"
Girl you know I love it when you call me by my fuckin name
could say those words to anyone, but I trust you anyway
been here since my day one, you gon see me get the fame
popular already, but I wanna give the world a change
Maybe be the reason why a lonely kid aint die today
Poetry up in these raps, rest of my city can't relate
that's cause everybody take the gang shit as a fuckin game
smokin weed and sippin lean, stoppin me from goin insane
Man i popped that acid tab, just might've fucked up my brain
Lost all control, I cant change the choices that I make




insight.

Burned a nigga for the polaroid I set on fire
Was changing just for you, and them texts got dryer
You promised me forever, you was just another liar
Crushin pills, and snortin up, damn i feel so wired
Might just stab the bitch, feelin like michael myers
Grab the hoes dead body, rip her teeth out with some pliers
Runnin niggas over, I got blood all on my tires
Wanted round the city, got my face all on them flyers
Smokin dope all day, thumbs dead from strikin lighters

I’m in scarberia, bool in the trap
Choppin up bricks, got hz in the back
Snortin white shit, while i’m makin em racks
Fuck the system, got that shit as a tat
I stay aware, you get fucked if you lack
With my boy drew and he smokin on crack
I don’t give a fuck speak the truth on these tracks
Servin them packs, wit a bitch in my lap
Threw away my hat, nigga know I don’t cap
Rockin bandanas, and totin them macks
Feel like a gangsta, I don’t ever act
Immortal money, put our name on a plaque
Stalkin bitches, swear to god you’ll get hacked

Poppin them pillies, boy we gettin lit
That nigga mad cause I fucked on his bitch
Gettin her wet when I rub on her clit
Pass her around, let her fuck the whole clique
Can’t wife a hoe, she got coke on her tits
Snortin up blow, bro we love that white shit
Do drugs to cope, got a boat comin in
might fuck that bitch, but I’m lovin her friend
If i see cameras, just know im runnin
Choppa be screamin, leave yo ears ringin





Scarberia

"AND ITS STILL FUCK THAT HOMIE HOPPIN TRIFLIN ASS THOT" - 08 IAN WORRIED

08 IAN WORRIED

09 WHITEHOUSE

06 M.I.A.

01 ESES SEASON

10 G.T.A.

Smokin gas up inna backwood	
Nigga run up, if you tryna get packed up
Nigga pull up, you gon needa call backup
Nigga thin k i’m playin, but i really got a strap tucked
Me and hz, chillin tryna run the racks up
Sellin good shit, lame niggas gettin taxed up
Boolin in the trap with yo bitch head in my lap bruh
Imma cast a spell just so she could neva back up

Pretty demon boy, evil smile up on my face
Imma eat a bitch out like a fuckin dinner plate
Fuck on yo main bitch, now she need a back brace
Call her, get my nut, and go, nigga never leave a trace
You aint fuck for 3 months, but i got it first date
You still braggin over kisses, she took me to third base 
I might just catch a body, shootin niggas, finna catch a case
I’m runnin from the cops like it’s fuckin san andreas

Smokin gas up inna backwood
Nigga run up, if you tryna get packed up
Nigga pull up, you gon needa call backup
Nigga think i’m playin, but i really got a strap tucked
Me and hz, chillin tryna run the racks up
Sellin good shit, lame niggas gettin taxed up
Boolin in the trap with yo bitch head in my lap bruh
Imma cast a spell just so she could neva back up	

Immortal money, play our music, and yo head boppin
Taking bitches out to chrome hearts, and we goin shoppin
got hella hoes, tryna call my phone, I got options
Catch you talkin shit, call up gang, and we get to plottin
Doin all this coke, feel like kodak black, call it no flockin
Fuck designer shit, rockin vintage clothes, I be poppin
Servin fetty out the trap, all the junkies bodies droppin
You might see this gun flash, and have a seizure, mouth frothin

My dad born october 31st, I’m the devils son
So do not play no games with me, lil boy I am not the one
Why you get all scared when you see me, boy you start to run
You aint even know what imma up, you aint see my gun
Me and hz, sippin dirty cups, sprite lookin like mud
Skrrt off in the whip, start to drift, when I mash the clutch
Imma beat ya ass, break ya legs, you gon needa crutch
Opioid addiction, love codeine, pour lean in my crush

Smokin gas up inna backwood
Nigga run up, if you tryna get packed up
Nigga pull up, you gon needa call backup
Nigga think i’m playin, but i really got a strap tucked
Me and hz, chillin tryna run the racks up
Sellin good shit, lame niggas gettin taxed up
Boolin in the trap with yo bitch head in my lap bruh
Imma cast a spell just so she could neva back up	


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