YOU JUST DONT HAVE THE GUTS TO TELL ME THAT YOU WANNA GO🗣🗣🗣

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Tuxx- Ticket To My Funeral

Road Trip ( Lyrics ) 

( CHORUS )
You just don’t have the gut to tell me that you wanna go 
And I can’t find a way to tell you to get on the road 

( VERSE )
Solo, I can’t stand to see the photos 
It tears me to pieces
It tears me up
Maybe I can wait just a little bit longer 
What doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger 
Not tryna say that you was always in the wrong 
But you the one that keeps me writing these songs 

( CHORUS )
You just don’t have the gut to tell me that you wanna go 
And I can’t find a way to tell you to get on the road 

( BRIDGE ) 
She walked into my dream
And trashed the whole damn thing 
Yeah! 
She was my glycerine 
Number one on my routine 

( CHORUS )
You just don’t have the gut to tell me that you wanna go 
And I can’t find a way to tell you to get on the road

Road Trip

lifes too fast (prod. voze x @will_lorenz)

Lyrics -

[Verse 1: Lil Mabu:] 
I could never snitch
That’s on my kids
I put a choppa on a blade
Put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinning
Like my last name Smith
I-I-I-I don’t miss
I’m making money while I piss
Like

[Verse 2: Dusty Locane]

Double M bitch we the fever (Fever)
Dead off the muddy, go pour up a liter
Bag on his head, he a Peter (Peter)
Glock-19 and I'm naming it Tina (Tina)
One-sixty on the dash, ain’t checking the meter (The meter)
You better not miss, that switch leave him with amnesia (Ergh)

[Verse 3: Lil Mabu]
I got a plug from the P, free Snow, damn, thе cops got him
Cock one, make the block run, opps duck
Got the drop on somе funds, man, I'm finna cop some (Cop what?)
I'm finna cop that icey piece from Lyana (Grrah)

[Verse 4: Dusty Locane]
I got to keep it thorough, I ain't one of them
Y'all niggas dick ride, go get back for the nigga you call your friend
Cut that fake shit, all pretend
If I miss, I spin again
Spin again, spin again, and I might just hit his— (Shh)

[Chorus: Lil Mabu]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 5: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
Hop out the Scat', where my shooters at? Guess they running late
All my opps probably smoking rocks so I got time to waste
Picked up my pace, 'cause I saw a shop ten feet down the block
Ain’t got a lock, so I walk into it, then I saw the boss
And he like, "Hi, how's your day?" I said, "I'm doing great"
Then I upped it at his face and I said, "Open up that case"
I took a chain, and a pendant too, depending on my mood
I need to run, but the front is shut, I only got one tool (Get out my way)
Then I saw twelve, Dusty rang my bell
He said, "What's the move?" (What's the move?)
I said, "I'm doomed"
'Cause the cops just said that if I move, they shoot
Said, "You a fool.”
(If you got the jewels then I'll be there at 2)
Now I'm pacing, and my heart is racing, don't know what to do
I'm acting cool, drippy like a pool, waiting for the goons
Then I seen 05 let off two, we starting racing with the loot 

[Bridge: Lil Mabu]
(Don't run, don't trip, gah)
(Don't run, don't trip, gah, gah)
Gang, gang, gang
(Grr, we started, grrah)
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 6: Dusty Locane & Lil Mabu]
How many niggas you know is ready to spin when it's time for the drama?
I'm letting off every son up in this clip, I put that shit on my momma
The homies told me, "Chill out," back on his head so he dying proper
We might've mixed it up with fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor
Ayo Double M’s what’s the word
First nigga run up, get hit with that— 

(Mabu)
And you know I ain’t missing that 
Got a beam on my head with a fitted mask 

Pussy niggas be all for the chitta chat
I'ma run down on boy, knock his fitted cap (Yo pass that)

Cane say no to the poll, so now I'm gon' beat him down with a bat
I put an opp in a wheelchair, give me like an hour, I'm leaving him flat (Hahahaha)

I got a custom boot with your face on it—
Now he off the map (Ergh)

NO SNITCHING (with Dusty Locane)

Crime Family

Shoulda Never Luved Her, Pt. 2

Shoulda Never Luved Her, Pt. 2 Ft. Steele 11 (prod. The Kid Frankie)

Falling - @Sypskii prod. Silo

Take That, Satan! (Ft. Vita Flare) [Produced By Kimj]

@kodylavigne - love 4 u <3 (prod. Foreigngotem)

feat @sypskii 
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if i die i dont want nobody to dig me up 
tell my family i love em' i hope i did enough 
bury me in some new designer and gucci cuffs
so when i pull up to heaven they'll know im rich as fuck

and light a candle and put some roses upon my grave
and bury me with like all my riches and diamonds chains 
and bury me with like 20 bitches and novacain
so i could still fuck the competition and numb the pain 

my new whip push to start just like a nintendo game 
mario kart i been knocking bitches in different lanes
threw a banana behind me so now they hydroplane
and everyone call me bowser bc im spittin flames 

and i remember when everyone used to laugh at me
now everybody keep tryna get a pass from me
digits over bitches dont got the time for the blasphemy
welcome to my kingdom yeah you can call me your majesty 

welcome to my travesty 
shawty heard im famous so she keep on chasing after me
pulled up to my crib she like i heard u got a task for me
said she fell in love well thats a motherfuckin tragedy 
said dont get attached to me 

if i die i dont want nobody to dig me up 
tell my family i love em' i hope i did enough 
bury me in some new designer and gucci cuffs
so when i pull up to heaven they'll know im rich as fuck

and light a candle and put some roses upon my grave
and bury me with like all my riches and diamonds chains 
and bury me with like 20 bitches and novacain
so i could still fuck the competition and numb the pain 

and light a candle and put some roses upon my grave
and bury me with like all my riches and diamonds chains 
and bury me with like 20 bitches and novacain
so i could still fuck the competition and numb the pain

Spotify

Bury Me (feat. Sypski)

Understand Me

City On Fire

GT(feat. LIFLI)(PROD by VM)

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LYRICS:
And she said, I could wait a fucking lifetime
But baby that’s a long time
It’s just you and I
By the streetlights
By the streetlights

And she said, I could wait a fucking lifetime
That’s a long time, by the streetlights
And it’s past noon
Rent’s past due
We were young we ain’t have no curfew

Yeah, shit switched up just like fake friends
Yeah, trappin’ out the basement
No I don’t say that
On a bad trip they laced it
Why she always on my couch butt naked

Wait, I ain’t complaining
I been complacent
I was a Jason
Rocking latest fashion
Laying up with the baddest
Shawty wanna go to Paris
Girl I told you I had this

Still I’m the saddest
Cry me a river it’s tragic
Where the fuck did you go
I don’t know what happened

Can’t stop the madness
Disneyland Magic!
Said she wanna be an Actress
I just wanna be happy

Yeah, Vicodin Dreams
Shawty only call me maybe once a week
Would you still love me in-between the sheets
Do you still love me? (yeah)

And she said, I could wait a fucking lifetime
That’s a long time, by the streetlights
And it’s past noon
Rent’s past due
We were young we ain’t have no curfew

She said, I could wait a fucking lifetime
That’s a long time, by the streetlights
And it’s past noon
Rent’s past due
We were young we ain’t have no curfew

Curfew (prod by Jakebreh + LayZ)

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