@vyvanse-176393348
This years been a little nuts, and lemme tell you it hasn't been the best, however you guys who have supported me this year are the reason why what I'm doing rn is possible, thank you guys so much, 2025 is my year <3

LYRICS:
Check the label twice, double meaning on my side
He said he don't love me so I'll never waste the time
Caffeine in my system, this shit going overdrive
Stepping on my story, cause my story ain't my life
Please don't take another chunk but you can have a bite
This shit is not mesmerizing, this ain't worth a dime
Black coat, black jeans, men in black came high
They said this ain't worth it, go consider suicide

I might die, get me on this ride
God said a-ok, make myself a living sigh
Heaven wasted life, satan tryna use my eyes
I might go and start to smoke a green so I won't cry
He said I don't got support, ain't your story lime?
Sour as can be from mfers I don't lie
Where's your evidence, santa really check it twice
Thats a double meaning from the parts n I don't try

men in black (prod. vyvansek)

PROD. TWOVRT + MANI + FIBRR
FEAT. @ASTRMANI

BLURRY:
not gonna lie, you better off killing yourself
we posted outside with them sticks like a protest
make one move we decreasing yo health
got hoodies and masks, we blastin', kick thru the front
them niggas don't care about stealth
stay flexin' on ig live, we takin' yo bands
we steady decreasin' yo wealth
it's a brand new year with the same 'ol stress
cuz life has been giving the belt, fuck

if life was a bitch, then I promise to God,
I would clock her for making my dick soft
I'll shoot a fuck nigga in his dreadlocks
laid his ass out by the bus stop
bitch, don't play with them fast ass hoes
you fucking 'em raw and wonder why yo dick hot
nigga got happy feet, better pipe down
don't need a mask to see you get popped
caught with a beam to his face and he froze
now he talkin' to God bout the route he chose
lil nigga just stop it
bitch, I do what I do, I don't care bout the profit
bitch, I said what I said, you ain't gonna do shit
let's go ahead and switch up the topic

ain't been on ash in a month
got through, don't need that shit
I'm mad that I let myself become that way
still up, chest out in this bitch
best know that this ain't gon change
talk down on me and get clipped
if you know what's best, better pipe the fuck down
we know you ain't bout that shit

saying I'm better off dead
I'll be in LA, come and kill me yourself then, pussy
talkin bout guns and mags
you out on the field still holding that shit like a rookie
jumping the gun, don't do that shit
pop out to yo crib with a stick in a hoodie
nah, I'm just playin', I ain't gonna go all that way
just make yo ass look goofy

MANI:
yo, that nigga dumb as a bitch if he think that he sliding on me and he finna come shoot me
bag on on my back carry gen 5, gen 5, perc 10 too, got clips like a movie 
my niggas carrying arps in a black ass truck, i think this shit a dually 
slimey as fuck, i’m not fuckin wit you, think you part of the team you get cut like you coolie 

bitch ass hoe ass dumb ass nigga, on god yall pissing me off 
think he soloing me on his best day, that bum bitch can’t fuck with me at all
pop so much pills like i been through it all
im not yo friend, won’t pick up yo call
im innat court, nigga we can ball
got G23 up inna drawls 
got G3C when i’m inna city 
heard he want smoke, nigga come n get me
762 and it got a titty 
i ain’t fuck wit his last song cus it’s shitty

these niggas incompetent
they thinking they poppin shit, they lacking the knowledge in
i’m omniscient, he think that he bout the shit, it’s really the opposite 

BLURRY:
confidence, he lackin' that common sense
it comes with a consequence
your cognizance, stuck deep in your consciousness
that's only the concept, bitch
ain't boxin' shit
that bait got you talkin' shit
you know that I'm toxic, bitch
I'm honest, shit, that loser ain't stopping shit
he better off calling it quits

MANI:
these niggas not stopping shit, i put a glock 19 to yo noggin bitch 
so what’s with the talking bitch? im tryna run down, no i ain’t walking bitch 
want smoke then its fogging bitch, they found his body now they get to chalking bitch 
this loud got me coughing bitch, i catch a opp he get put in a coffin bitch 

i put a box on the back of a glock tryna catch me a nigga yea i want a head tap
i took a perc now i’m high in the sky, now i’m coming down, i think i got jetlag 
said he want smoke, he said pull up, he dropped the lo, told that boy bet that
bitch we outside, what you wan’ do? i got a stick, you cannot get past

we outside w/ mani [prod. twovrt + mani + fibrr]

STAR [w/ cpo3]

lineup:
@yungicystar
@astrmani

[PROD. 8FOLD]

WAIT 4 ME [w/ yungicystar & mani]

PROD. 8STRINGS

"niggas do not want to test shit" 😹

smoked out cigarettes
wanted smoke, puttin' one in his lung
now he beggin for breath
vibe check, CTE, swing a bat at his temple
that boy tryna bang up his set
he came with a posse, I had to go check
if it's more than three, then I'm sending a few
right back to the lobby
556, got it sitting right by me

pimp in distress, pimp in distress
a couple of cases, you better be lucky
he ain't get a hole in his chest
Mr. Krabs, penny pinchin', got my finger twitchin'
Blurry, just give it a rest
nah, brotha tryna smear my name on some bullshit
he must think he insane
nigga telling me to do better
aight bet, nigga, now let's play us a game

never have l ever lost a fight,
had my father try to sue the school,
lost, then decided to move
never have I ever snitched to my mom bout some e-beef
and still think I was cool
never have I ever had my parents
locked up for that shit going on in the motel room
boy, you's a fucking fool
you is a fuckin' lame
you can say all that you want about me
but I promise the dirt that both of us got
ain't nowhere the same
you Lois Lane, I'm high as a bird or a plane

this is a dangerous game for you
my mom's a teacher, but you already knew that
cuz all of the "dirt" that you got is shit I was telling you
shit I could be yo substitute
so park yo ass, let me teach you something
the subject here is cause and effect
you better be glad I ain't being direct
foul play, boutta give me a tech
9 words'll put a hole in your neck
ties cut and I can see you a wreck
put the fries in the bag, better get you a check
so why'd you make the decision you made
then say you the best with a puffed out chest?
you not
keeping this shit in the booth
don't do nothing stupid, 
don't go out here thinking you Dot

size 9 to yo face
imma step on a nigga
don't go in that alleyway
my name still come into play
got stuck in that strand
done doley, no Araneae (RNA)
my vision distorted, it's looking Dalmatian
I'm growing impatient with all of these frauds
K9's and lap dogs, my hands bi
got me swinging at them and they broads
"beat his ass, take his phone"
for some reason, I don't really think you got the balls
pissing me the fuck off
kept pushing my buttons,
it's up, don't try to hit pause (paws)

can't slide for your sister
so makes you think you gon slide for yo bitch?
my bad, did I too far?
hakuna matata, we all know you ain't gon do shit
yeah, that smile better leave yo face
better watch yo mouth in my presence, bitch
nigga, my momma don't make no 100k, muhfucka
the fuck is you talkin bout, bitch?
I'm out here getting a job
You stay there and leech them allowances, bitch
how many origins you gonna fabricate?
fucked up, had to jump 4 houses, bitch
got a problem with yo drinking
yo bitch ain't so freethinking
Long Live the Saints, hoe, what you thinking, nigga?

mr. krabs [prod. 8strings]

@astrmani @yungicystar @eightstringss
Make America StarMani Again!!!

Prove Sumn Prod. 8strings

i’ve just been sitting and stalking for hours i think i may come and just see you instead 
wish to improve and get right with your mental when honestly bro i just wish you were dead 
quit all the faking i know how you feel i can see when you’re sitting alone on your bed 
trust what i’m saying i’m staying forever i stay in the shadows i stay in your head 

nobody’s with you the way that i am you don’t need anybody we’re better alone 
stay to yourself and get rid of them all don’t you look at a text don’t you pick up the phone
grabbing and picking and ripping the flesh off your body i think you may rip out a bone 
don’t say a thing cause we’re not gonna care it’s best that you’re silent it’s all that you’ve known 

taking a leap you can hang from a tree and i bet that nobody will realize you’re gone 
walk out the house put the gun to your head and with no hesitation there’s blood on the lawn
there’s only one single place that you’re going i’m telling you now it’s not further beyond 
don’t even think about tryna escape cause i’ll be with you soon it ain’t taking that long 

when im around ain’t no shit being taken they look at you wrong then we’re knocking em off
don’t put your trust in a singular person they try to come in then we’re blocking them off
i know you’re tired and tired and tired you’re taking some pills now you’re nodding it off 
i hope you see the mistake you just made now you’re not coming back and i’m watching it all 

prod cpo3

im watching and wishing you were fucking dead

Because I was in a really dark place for a long time,
And I heard all their bullshit spewing in the lines,
The underground is dog shit the Midwest gets lonely,
When ace isn’t with me there enough just to hold me,

theoretically I could set up (bitch nah fuck that),
bitches fire shots at me? you know I bust back,
and I got the squad the saints at my back trust that,
Squeezing at the nipple of the bitch tit you Sucks at,
getting just a little wiff of ashwaganda rap,
getting just a little wiff of some hot ass blunt rap,

hubcap,
bum rap,
this that 
his mat,

we got all these different artists and you know ive been that,

And I was talking on some shit but I didn’t wanna get involved
And I was talking on some dick so I hopped up on the call,
Jamari wants me now said that he can’t ball,
This ain’t even a diss I just happened to hop up on the song,

goddamn,
another fucking payback with a twist,
motherfuckers pissed at me but who gives a shit?

get your brooms out  cause I’m going for that clean sweep,
bitches really be thinking then can beat me,
and I’m really boutta go for a three peat,
0 for 3 I am musically at least, (golly)

Hold up just a second then a motherfucking minute,
it’s the El Capitan and I got my own lieutenants,
Shoutout Jeezy for the lyrics but he needs some form of payment,
And I don’t got that kind of bread on me right now, (dang it)

bitches said I fell off that im past my fucking prime,
forgotten member of saints give a fuck about my time,
cause you be wasting yours standing all in that line,
at the bank or DMV that shit ain’t me no more inside,

bitch,
how could I ever leave,
hard I fucking better be,
that is not my pedigree,
moving shit that you can’t see,
Bitch

(im too lazy to put waryy's verse ;  Kody didn't wanna do it)

Prove Sumn Prod. 8strings

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