P.F.T - ATTENTiON [ W/ Nightmare Henry & M.O.B HiLL$ ]

{Nightmare Henry}
SHUT UP!!
Im recording…

{Wood$}
Alright x4

[Nightmare Henry]
My worst days are your best nigga (alright x4)
Tryna be in my city you need a vest nigga

[Wood$]
Uhh, and your bitch she don’t impress, nigga
She screaming at me, i told the hoe VOETSEK nigga

[Nightmare Henry]
I don’t even rap for these Niggas, im just investing,
I don’t even fuck w my shortie im just finessing

[Wood$]
Just finessed the hoe and get the bag in,
Y’all niggas working, im working to get the best in

[Nightmare Henry]
Yeah, I’m like Wood$ can you skee on this,
He said imma go so crazy y’all goin call me Ludacris.
So i keep a mask he the shooter 
I am just assisting, niggas say they shooting
For his ass, all these niggas rimming

[Wood$]
All these niggas rimming, beat the pussy up I’m never missing
Focused on the bag, i swear im focused on the money mission 
Your bitch is a deadbeat but she got me reminiscing…
:)

T$ek free$tyle W/Nightmare Henry.(prod.the real swaggy)

[Verse] 
Rap about money and bitches, while i ain’t seen it yet
cash my first cheque, I’m buying my mom a corvette 
She said she want to live lavishly 
With a couple pets 
My mom been suffering for some years
She couldn’t pay the rent 
And a young nigga done seen that 
So he made a bet 
He promised to his sister, that he’ll be the best
He got a rich dad, but he ain’t boutta pay her rent
But she don’t blame him. So the lifestyle yeah, she goin respect 
imma stay humble and stay hungry for a couple checks 
Gotta make bread and a living 
Now my hatters vexed 
My music getting better
Got hatters perplexed 
They asking how i made it 
When you down you next 
This the shit my girlfriend told when we broke up over text 
She said that i don’t care
Like she’s an object 
That bih she salty than than ocean 
More like an atriplex 
She call me by my second name now she  my ex 

[Verse 2]
I guess this shit is over just like a flame 
I thought you’d be my spark
So i done change my game 
Did she really give a fuck, 
maybe im dumb asf 
She told me have a nice life 
But w/o im done 
This anger bottled up goin make me loose my cool
I glad asf my nigga that im out of school
Or I would’ve hung myself, i don’t know to do 
So imma keep it 100. I clear my head when i go shoot 


{Verse 1 pt.2}
Rap about money and bitches, I ain’t seen it yet
cash my first cheque and I’m buying my mom a corvette 
She said she want to live lavishly 
With a couple pets 
My mom been suffering for some years
She couldn’t pay the rent 
And a young nigga done seen that 
So he made a bet 
He promised to his sister, that he’ll be the best
He got a rich dad, but he ain’t boutta pay her debt
But he don’t blame him. So the lifestyle im goin respect 
🫡

all i need.

nuFACE [prodbyncayb]

angazi nami. made this a while ago.
Thanks for 300+ plays on cathi ngi-on!!

BEENAMUNCH !!

[verse 1]
i got hoes, spendin' money on me,
while i sit around, just lookin' pretty,
i got hoes, spendin' money on me,
i'm a baddie but i still be crippin',
different status of diamonds look pissy,
i got baddies tryna act resistant,
kinda crazy i'm stealin' y'all bitches,
we ain't even fuckin', we just chillin',

[chorus]x2
let's get fucked up,
get fucked up,
let's get fucked up,
get fucked up,

[verse 1]
in a party with damn Violet Myers,
where i'm from, they gon call her a lighter,
damn i'm awkward, 'cause she hella hot,
but i'm famous, she lettin' her panties drop,
all the niggas in here gettin' jealous,
showin' envy, hella childish,
got no chain, but still lookin' fabulous,
in no Bentley, hella childish,
all the hoes up in here steady wildin',
you won't be like my bitch, stop tryin',
10 pm, and we're hella wasted,
we're all feelin' electric and naked,
7 bottles got me in the plug,
Remy Martin & Henney my favorite,
10 pm, and we're hella wasted,
(12 am, and we're hella wasted)

[chorus]x2
let's get fucked up,
get fucked up,
let's get fucked up,
get fucked up,
(wasted, wasted)

PARTY 2

[chorus]x2
i, put, Margiela on your bitch,
this some lust shit, nigga real talk,
we just fucked cause she want a pic,
this some love shit, nigga real talk

[verse 1]
i just woke up, suddenly i'm famous,
in my grave like i'm back in the cradle,
bitch i'm Birdman and i'm dangerous,
plus i already got my own label,
got like 7 hoes in the vimp,
and like 6 other hoes in the whip,
and like 6 other groupies inside of the Jeep,
showin' their ass and their tits,
damn i can't really handle this shit,
i might buy me a crate of mu'fucken Heineken,
handlin' stress and shit,
bitch relax with tits and shit,
bitch i'm tired of seein' your nipples,
bitch i'm tired of seein' you wet,
bitch you always tryna show me nipples,
when i always get me a new cheque,

[chorus]x2
i put Margiela on your bitch,
this some lust shit, nigga real talk, (talk)
we just fucked cause she want a pic,
this some love shit, nigga real talk, (talk)


Cosas

[Hook] x2
You can be a superstar, you can be whatever u want yeah yeah yeah
whatever u want yeah yeah yeah
whatever u want yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2]
(You can be a superstar, you can be whatever you want yeah yeah yeah)
Maybe a rockstar, and maybe glide through the stars like asteroids
Making alotta noise, a star is about deploy, on the earth enjoy
(You can be a superstar, you can be whatever you want)
Maybe a fashionista, and stay dripping like the cheese on a pizza
The bape star on my sneakers
Keep eazy like the adidas
I stay blessed like a preacher
Its no time to tip toe, we making noise like a caucasian teacher
I keep it chill from the reefer
And stay breathing from ether
Either of them keep me relieved, I keep recording like bookkeepers
give em bits like movie teasers
All I needed to shine, brighter than or as a beacon from minecraft
To get me outta this dark path
This life has a small path
And every step you take is like pure math
They keep asking if Im ready, Yea nigga I sure am


[Verse]
(You can be a superstar, you can be whatever you want yeah yeah yeah)
Ofcourse its true, we aiming higher than weather report sources for news
Before you know it, we knew
We new and you better know about us fore its too late (man), you snooze and you lose
Im here to tell you the truth
And I just hope that you listen, and let it stick like a glue
Swallow this like its food
I mean just listen to me because I did it for you
But also did it for me because its all that I do
I was chillin with my crew in sixth grade
With a pen in my hand, the first lines that I drew
I dont remember what I said, just know its all from the heart
All the lyrics in my head, I kept it all like a scar
My winnings are close thats cause I aimed from afar
The bigger picture is large
We in recession of loss
Man I just know Im a star

[Hook]
You can be a superstar, you can be whatever u want yeah yeah yeah
whatever u want yeah yeah yeah
whatever u want yeah yeah, uh

superStar

Walk wit my Wok (throwaway)

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