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mani - canyouhearme (8strings)

i dont want to be famous. (eightstringss)

Orbit w/ presha (wenga)

@astrmani @eightstringss

lyrics:

yuh, he tryna slide wit no mask on 
them niggas never outside when i’m out there, but they get mad when i take my ass back home 
somebody tell these lil niggas to back the fuck up cus they gon be the ones dat i blast on 
556 inna back of the truck tryna aim for a head dat my brother put cash on 

you niggas not hot 
run in his crib get his pops shot 
i was gon spin but the cops out 
nigga won’t drop dot 
i’m on her tongue like a pop rock
im tryna shoot fuck a shot clock 
boy what you lookin at
i make a band ima triple dat 
boy you a bitch gotta live wit dat
you tryna spin where yo pistol at 
you gotta chill with that 
i up chop and im rippin dat

shot clock (8strings)

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bitch yk i keep that stick on me 
like i ain tryna fight
wit my bruddas in the whip 
yk they finna dump on sight
bitch gon go n do me wrong 
so now i think im always right
doin hunnid on the feds 
told my bro to take a right
if u tryna play wit gang 
know my brudda take yo life
swear yall bitches act so lame 
yall dont even tote no pipes
yall just do this for the fame
yall just needa take a hike

needa stay up in yo lane 
needa get up out my sight
kno yo bitch gon give me brain 
she wan fuck the team all nite
i been geekin in tha stall 
i been tryna tap the strike
imma buy out the whole mall 
idgaf bout price
i could never pass the ball
i swear that ts my life
this shit only take one call 
i could get u gone for life
choppa tearin thru the walls 
u know that shit hit u right
percocet up in my paws 
now im feelin like im mike

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@astrmani @eightstringss @concealurself

lyrics:

i slide thru the city i’m swinging da drac
niggas broke as the fuck u ain’t counting no pape
i ain’t saving no hoes, i ain’t wearing a cape
purple all in my cup, i ain’t sipping on grape
i can’t have these lil hoes in my circle, they fake 
i wake up in da lab im like “what ima make” 
gotta carry the stick when i ride thru the state
tryna tell em to slide but dat nigga gon flake 

said he spinning on who? not me 
niggas said he like dat, okay i’ll see 
nigga u is not gang no u not my g 
gen 5, make em go blind by my beam
racks coming in, niggas can’t relate to it
heard shawty tryna slide thru, put a date to it
nigga tryna duck in that v, shoot a k through it
call my slimes yea my lil niggas stay shooting 

i tell em to shoot n they not finna stop
innat srt whippin, give fuck bout a cop
bitch i’m inna black truck tryna spin thru that lot
why lil shawty keep playing, like why am i blocked
tell that boy if he play wit da fam he get shot
dis a g23 on my hip, make it pop
put a 762 thru yo whip, make it stop
im wit saints lil nigga u know how i rock

flake (8strings & akrzn)

@astrmani @eightstringss

lyrics: 

evil as shit ain’t no comp to it 
nigga talkin bout sliding, den hop to it 
i pull up to yo crib sending shots thru it 
niggas gotta lay low cus the cops moving 
why you toting dat blick u is not shooting 
bitch i been off da wock, make me talk stupid
up da chop in his trap make em stop moving 
nigga think he can fight better not do it

i got straps bitch, ruby beam and the magazine maxed bitch 
bitch i’m rockin way more than yo plaques bitch 
niggas gettin backdoored by a catfish 
got a whole lotta cash inna mattress 
put a blade onna chop make it stab bitch 
tryna slaughter yo gang since you savage 
tryna puff out yo chest like a flat bitch 

i heard a few niggas died on yo side, damn dat shit prolly terrible 
brand new p80 parts ima build it, bet if it break it’s repairable 
niggas in messages thinking they bout it, whole time im not even scared of em
niggas would spot em a opp out in public, he wouldn’t do shit but jus stare at em 

niggas hoes, niggas bitches 
niggas tote, glocks wit switches 
niggas broke, got no figures 
niggas throwed, off my hinges

unholy n evil (8strings)

@astrmani @eightstringss @prodvelourium

lyrics:

yuh, like wassup wit em
i’m outside tryna get up wit em
i heard da 556 got stuck in em
das his fault cus he ain’t have it tucked wit em
they ain’t get back they don’t know who the fuck did it
we took yo gen fuck boi better come get it 
these niggas cap for a story then run wit it
nigga, i’m tryna see wassup wit it 

wassup wit it
wassup wit it
wassup wit it
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
wassup wit it 
i’m still tryna see wassup wit it

these niggas love talkin shit til i pop out wit a AR 
uav, catch em onna radar
we finna walk down, he don’t stay far  
i’m tryna swipe these niggas gens cus they think they can take ours 
got a white plug lookin like okaymar 
dat boy a bum shopping at kmart 

pop out wit a mac 10
white chalk, like “what happened”
think it’s funny, why u laughing 
bet the choppa start clapping 
spin in dat srt i ain’t crashing jt
niggas not comp, these niggas not passing it 
send a shot at da whip but he not even scratching it
said he slid to my crib but he not even passionate

wassup wit it 2 (velourium & 8strings)

@astrmani @happytrench @eightstringss
 
cover art by 8strings

lyrics:

yeah i keep a stick everywhere i go
heard about yo mans, nigga he a hoe
bet i up the switch on em, let it blow
will i love a bitch? nigga i don’t know

bitch i’m smoking gas while im in the whip 
this a long ride, finna take a trip 
nigga wanna slide, ima get em hit
baby come inside, we can get it lit

why you tryna false claim? you ain’t like that 
he got the belt, nigga he ain’t fight back 
said he finna run up, don’t try that 
she keep sending texts, nigga ion write back

she send a text, i ain’t gon respond
i see a opp nigga, get em gone 
i got dat bitch wet like a pond 
said he want smoke, nigga what u on?

heard he wanted beef, nigga what’s the cause?
762s goin thru yo walls 
hit em in his neck, put his life on pause
bad lil bitch gettin in my drawls 

shawty said she need me, im on the way
yea im on the block nigga, everyday
nigga hit the mall, he don’t wanna pay
price goin up, nigga that’s okay

i don’t even mind, baby u can stay
we can’t be in love, i am not yo bae 
tell me what u need, what u wanna say
girl just let me know, i’m a call away

callaway2* #believe @happytrench @8strings

klk (prod.BBS+ICEDMN)

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Artwork by me :)
Mix & Master by me & @knuckllles

[Lyrics]
YUH YUH YUH YUH
I GOT PISTOL PUSH UPP, WHATS UP? YUP!
I AINT FUCK THAT HOOKER DONT BOOK HER YUP!
D-D-DAT BITCH SHE A LOOKER, GON HOOK UP YUP!
I PUSHUP UP & THEIR HOES OUT, THIS AINT REGULAR SHI
HUH YEAH THEY SAY THAT IM ON CAMPIN, WE GON BEND THAT BIH
THEY CAN HARDLY UNDERSTAND THE WAY I TALK MA SHI
S-S-S-S-STILL STOOD ON TOP THATS HOW IM POPPIN SHI
POPPIN SHI
POPPIN SHI
POPPIN SHI
BITCH I SMOKED OUT MY LUNGS WITH EXOTIC BITCH
GOT HER BY HER TOUNGE SHE KEEP TALKIN SHI
JUST HAVE FUN THEY AIN STOPPIN IT!

ᕼᗩᐯEᖴᑌᑎ! #newme #tsloudasf😂

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watch how big i step
watch out watch your step
i been rollin yeah my bad
if i wanna fuck i woulda done that
im on tha....
im on tha xan i did it again
did bumps with @notfroe we fuckin on friends
babygirl what u want advance?
i can get u new bottega sayin this shit dont make sense
i got a brand new bitch in the whip 
im swervin them lanes she think its the end
yeah that exhaust make that fuckin
gun sound
gun sound
gun sound
big ass fuckin choppa built like im osama bomba
yeah she wanna fuck wit me cuz im so fuckin awesome
choppa knock his fuckin socks off the glock it do bachata
yeah she wanna fuck wanna fuck before she sip the bottle
baby im a road runner road runner whats the problem??

aye i sip that shit i feel it in my neck
i been sick baby girl what u want
i might fuck that bitch today
run round in the city 4am this choppa might hit today
if u see me twice u see me twice better pray to yo wishes aye
seein pumpfake after pumpfake pussies gettin lamer aye
got the cdg up on me yeah i hit the bank today
gucci GG up on the tote and he still askin whats the name

ok baby i know ball
baby i know ball
if u wanna talk its what u want
yeah but baby girl i dont do that much talkin
i was just in new york city full of options

watch how big i step
watch out watch your step
i been rollin yeah my bad
if i wanna fuck i woulda done that
im on tha....
im on tha xan i did it again
did bumps with froe we fuckin on friends
babygirl what u want advance?
i can get u new bottega sayin this shit dont make sense
i got a brand new bitch in the whip 
im swervin the lanes she think its the end
yeah that exhaust make that fuckin
gun sound
gun sound
gun sound
big ass fuckin choppa build like im osama

step

zodiac ft. ephy (118home always)

you know you want me.

lyrics:

I know it's hard to admit it
but we both know that it's true
she all in your bed, I'm all in your head
she don't like me talking to you
you always come 'round when they acting out
you worried that she might be following you
location is off, your hands on my waist
you couldn't even wait til we got in the room

I think you want her to know
she puts up a front by making you think that she cares
but you know that she don't
shit, I've seen it myself
don't lie to yourself, she thinks you're a loser
talking just to get dismissed
when's the last time that you fucked her?
ain't that 'bout a bitch

hey, look me in my face
you know I can put your mind at ease
that's why you always at my place
you say that it's wrong, but you don't wanna stop
you wanna feel good for a change
start roaming my hands all over your skin
and now we're on the same page

looking at me like that
I can tell that you really don't care
you're wanting your flesh in my teeth
and my hand wrapped up in your hair
you know that you're mine when the covers shut
and it makes you flare
I never said shit was sweet
if she knew me, she'd know I don't like to share

I know it's hard to admit it
but we both know that it's true
she all in your bed, I'm all in your head
she don't like me talking to you
you always come 'round when they acting out
you worried that she might be following you
location is off, your hands on my waist
you couldn't even wait til we got in the room

you don't even care, do you? (prod. modico31)

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callaway2* #believe @happytrench @8strings

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