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mani - canyouhearme (8strings)

bats - walk inside my shoes (8strings)

iso3g - waiting🔋 prod commas

prod. @thadigitaldrumma
Artwork By @se2717357284 @sixees @nishiowhite (on ig)
Mix & Master By Me

[lyrics]
shawty green how she goin yuhh
she tryn fuck wih me alr knowin yuh
get into it i be flowin yuh
got 2 pill ma cup das how i po it up
we can get into it, 
ian going out bad
racks sank my pocket so i put it in a bag
oh she need sum racks, she need sum bread im not ye dad
girl im not ur man, not ur pops go get a stack

now ma patna fnn, spin he fnn tweak
all these bodys stacked up in the creek
curbstomp bih just taste the crete
think im him,
think better,
think im peak!
hellcat sound like de belly of a beast
shawty goin for it thinking ian peep
bitch i smell like Tom Ford i feel like a meech
got margielas on look by ma feet
im at the top but i might leave
she aint fuckin w/ you bro said you creep
twin huzz got em both down to sin
stand ontop bih, stand on binih
find it hard to stand on shi lets it winning
ion need a slut bih that cant cook dinner

shawty green how she goin yuhh
she tryn fuck wih me alr knowin yuh
get into it i be flowin yuh
got 2 pill ma cup das how i po it up
we can get into it, 
ian going out bad
racks sank my pocket so i put it in a bag
oh she need sum racks, she need sum bread im not ye dad
girl im not ur man, not ur pops go get a stack

bahbah blahhh          BOH!

𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 #alreadyknowin #vague

ig @aidanyup @eightstringss @oh.bats 
sc @aidanyup @8strings @ohbats

ohbats - 2 (aidanyup 8strings)

prod aftced.

lyrics:

lil bih get back 
dat man, bitch i been that 
flex up, where yo wrist at
bitch come get yo shit back 

he won’t get no lick back
tag on toe no tic tac 
dat boy broke like kit kat
bitch i pimp no slick back 

bitch i pimp no mari
no love i ain’t sorry 
i got stick in party 
i cash out no, hm, damn 

i cash out dis check hoe
vvs my neck hoe
straight headshot no vest hoe 
i could give fuck less hoe

i want cat no gato
my new bih a model
fuck yo clique my motto 
sip out cup no bottle 

semi glock no auto 
bitch i smoke gelato 
got afro like ralo
outside like where’s *****

BEEN THAT

killjae rmx
ig: @whoisajinn

two years later
hbd to me

failed rapper turned pimp
out here beating y'all ass
must've thought he was evil, huh?
9:15, arms up, hitting him and his bitch
now he calling for Cecil
"affiliated," he a wimp
I was taken aback by the fact
that we thought he was lethal
got 20k for the hit, the nigga ain't Gamgee
who's really black and feeble, bitch?

now go thank Cody and Mani for keeping you around
or you wouldn't be rapping and shit
and go thank Bray for the layering style you took
otherwise you'll be screaming and shit
you calling me "washed," but you glazed my shit
you was up in the vc rapping my lyrics 
you tried to paint me as a weirdo, I ain't forget
no more of talkin' shit, I ain't hearin' it

applying the pressure
that pussy ass don't wanna get in the booth
until you do that, better quit all that chattin'
cuz I'm a loose cannon, I'll make you go poof, lil nigga
don't pull that age diff shit
if you act like a snake, then you bound to get bit
finna pop out the rave, boutta hit me a lick
then I'll walk through yo hood with my hand on my dick

I could set up that boy, but I can't do it yet
them hollow tips ripping the skin off ya chest
you strolling the burbs wit a bulletproof vest
tried to talk out ya neck then ya ass got pressed
kept leaving the group, kept getting me vexxed
we breaching yo trust, like, ain't that a jest?
you fuck with the Saints, then you finna get blessed
you know that we better, just give it a rest

he thinking he Blade or sum
that nigga out looking like '14 Mensa
he baring the teeth and gums
one punch and he spitting them up
like a pez dispenser
Jajanken, imma catch him broad daylight
give 'em the open hand, fist, or the deuce
either way, the shit gonna hit like Enhancers
why ain't you slide? You still haven't given an answer
came with a Pole, I'm hitting up Vixen to guide yo soul
delivered that shit like a present, they calling me Prancer
doing the Dash, them bullets start Blitzin' him
made that lil bitchboy turn to a dancer
them red flags shining brighter than Rudolph
nigga, I should've known that yo ass
would've turned to a cancer

we could've been cool by now, but you ruined that shit
when you tucked tail, spitting that bullshit slander
ion why you would try me like that, you weren't there
when the first one tried that shit
they made that lil boy life hell, they got his ass fired
I had his ass begging to get me to quit
I digress, shit's old news
but don't think that shit can't happen to you
I ain't the same as I once was
but if you tryna press, shii I'll go introduce him to you

it's only a matter of time til you turn to yo father
and gon start beating yo bitch
and it's only a matter of time til you get a big head
and start ghosting yo clique, all over some dumb shit
nigga ain't robbin' nobody, he pussy
I told dat boy to get his ass up on that field
he holdin' that shit like a muhfuckin rookie
now he want a cookie, he out here thinking he saving the I.E.
nigga you ain't
you said you the "MVP" or some shit?
you weren't even the MVP as a Saint

BEAU (LYRICS IN DESC.)

New Lifestyle / Hit The Road

DANI KIYOKO & IFUCNSAIAH- #P@rtyP@rtyP@rty! [PROD. CHEM SIN]

cover by me :)
prod. ghowste

lyrics:
look uh
people dying everyday
so we not thinkin
and we go along likes its another day
i guess its fate
fuck a dumbbell
i was pushing weight
like heavy weights
i make him see red up in his view
like Andrew tate
no you were never meant to go and step
im unphased
the record like remaining unplayed
for a couple days
they be asking why
like the end of craz
you couldn't have the end
without the maze
im with the greats
ive been trying to get my fucking message out
like a green text
50/50 filling me with doubt
damn i need to get off of my phone
and go look around
same songs that sam sung
sell blue for green then test it out
rip to x
to get revenge
you gotta x em out
boof scales
and true scales
like one "damn thats a less amount"
damn im tryna be real
you fake
jus come confess it now
broke rappers hating
same people that aint met me wow

chorus:
tryna be real
tryna be real
tryna be real
damn im tryna be real
tryna be real
damn im tryna
yea
tryna be real
damn im tryna be real

damn
im just
tryna be yo friend dawg
keep it real
we aint really gotta play pretend nah
back n forth
the ball is in yo court
to make amends dawg
damn it all our friends saw
i aint tryna offend ya
i feel just like outkast
i said sorry like a hunnid times
back up in the day we used to chill
and make a hunnid rhymes
damn
ever since i lost you i aint feelin fine
put that anger into bars
rapping like im serving time

chorus:
tryna be real
tryna be real
tryna be real
damn im tryna be real
tryna be real
damn im tryna
yea
tryna be real
damn im tryna be real

@astrmani @yesunderscore a few beats i've made!!! #Plugg

mani