B.Dot - Walking Round NY(Prod. By Yours Truly B.Dot)

[Lyrics]

Feel like a walk in the park
She like to pull up after dark
The draco it came with the bark
The inside the same color Charmin
Don't try me I'm bearing these arms
This gas came straight from a farm
It's fast, I step and it launch
This cash too long for my arm
These racks got me scratching my palms
I pray when I'm reading these psalms
I step on the work like some Toms
I step on a bitch til its crumbs
Touch my soul for real, these drugs they got me numb
All I know now is no love, get these numbers

All I know now is no love get these commas
Pull up in a Comet cheat code how I'm coming
And she keep on coming back to back like hundreds
Bet she keep on coming, beat ha down like Sonny
Coupe interior slush, use to eat at sonic
I caught me a rush just off counting hundreds
Lay on something plush, lil bitch all up under me
Kyrie up and under coupe interior Wakanda
I still fuck with Steve, I ain't even stunting
Niggas jackass, they ain't having nothing
I got whiplash soon as I pushed the button
Shit not whiplash, sound just like we drumming

Feel like a walk in the park
She like to pull up after dark
The draco it came with the bark
The inside the same color Charmin
Don't try me I'm bearing these arms
This gas came straight from a farm
It's fast, I step and it launch
This cash too long for my arm
These racks got me scratching my palms
I pray when I'm reading these psalms
I step on the work like some Toms
I step on a bitch til its crumbs
Touch my soul for real, these drugs they got me numb
All I know now is no love, get these numbers

Candy rain still teriyaki seasoning
Chicken cutlets rims, bitch slidin' just to eat
In the kitchen with them babies just like Justin Bieber
Don't take it the wrong way I told that bitch it's just a Beamer

Feel like a walk in the park
She like to pull up after dark
The draco it came with the bark
The inside the same color Charmin
Don't try me I'm bearing these arms
This gas came straight from a farm
It's fast, I step and it launch
This cash too long for my arm
These racks got me scratching my palms
I pray when I'm reading these psalms
I step on the work like some Toms
I step on a bitch til its crumbs
Touch my soul for real, these drugs they got me numb
All I know now is no love, get these numbers

One and Done

Soul 4 Real

[Lyrics]

Off-White counting cake
Baby never scriminate'
Escalate or elevate
Pull up and I regulate
Streets will turn you to a dog
Told em' long live Nate
Baby got 21 questions
I ain't even tryna play
She just tryna demonstrate
Nigga I'm just tryna make it
He think he greasy like bacon
Till I put him on a plate
She wanna go on a date
Had to send her round the way
Hallucinating ain't got a cape
Just come back with that wedding cake

Ion give a fuck what you doing
Bae just come back with a plate
Ion give a fuck what you doing
Bae just come back with my cake
Damn I miss my dog
Ian never met Nate
Wanna know what I make
You gone have to take it
Please don't be a fool
Shots leave your ass vacant
One on one I flex they thought I wouldn't make it
I must look like 'Shad I can't skate with a snake
Got racks on my plate its time to say the grace

Off-White counting cake
Baby never scriminate'
Escalate or elevate
Pull up and I regulate
Streets will turn you to a dog
Told em' long live Nate
Baby got 21 questions
I ain't even tryna play
She just tryna demonstrate
Nigga I'm just tryna make it
He think he greasy like bacon
Till I put him on a plate
She wanna go on a date
Had to send her round the way
Hallucinating ain't got a cape
Just come back with that wedding cake

N.A.T.E.

[Lyrics]

Young nigga getting too high
Fuck around bought the fire to the VIP
Tires got me high in the sky
Fuck around I ride round in a blimp
Stars from the sky in the ride
Fuck around lullaby with your bitch
Touchdown in Portland like Dame
Bout' to show em what time that it is
Diamonds inside of the face
I can't tell them what time that it is
Give me that watch and that chain
Bout' to show em what time that it is
I told that lil' nigga stay in your lane
Fore' I show em what time that it is
If you see A. Wal and me pop out with flame
You know what time that it is

Thick ass lil bad one just hit up my phone
Say she wanna spend time with the kid
What I just put in this face
Fuck around could've bought a new tire with the whip
I'm talking digital dash
I can show you what time that it is
Sorry I'm going digital dad
Old school came with a kill
Lil' baby walking around with a wagon
I had to give you a lift
Young nigga walking around with a dragon
Fuck around give you the clip
Never need ID babe
Walk right in front of the VIP
Used to post up right in front of the store
Stacking up all of my chips

Young nigga getting too high
Fuck around bought the fire to the VIP
Tires got me high in the sky
Fuck around I ride round in a blimp
Stars from the sky in the ride
Fuck around lullaby with your bitch
Touchdown in Portland like Dame
Bout' to show em what time that it is
Diamonds inside of the face
I can't tell them what time that it is
Give me that watch and that chain
Bout' to show em what time that it is
I told that lil' nigga stay in your lane
Fore' I show em what time that it is
If you see A. Wal and me pop out with flame
You know what time that it is

Portland

[Lyrics]

Uhh
Uh huh yeah I love it baby
Ooh yeah, and I love you baby
Mmhm yeah I love it baby
Off the drank and I love it babe
Uhh
Uh huh yeah I love it baby
Ooh yeah, and I love you baby
Mmhm yeah I love it baby
Off the drank and I love it babe

She said that she love me
Pour another pint
Woke up early off the wock
Forgot the conversation
Woke up early to some top
That's a conversation
Fell in love with codeine
Goddamn that's my baby
Bookbag full of slips keep me medicated
Seen the snow fall and I made an angel
Slam the perc hard turn me into Angle
Pull up, grip that ass she wanna get entangled

Uh huh yeah I love it baby
Ooh yeah, and I love you baby
Mmhm yeah I love it baby
Off the drank and I love it babe
Uh huh yeah I love it baby
Ooh yeah, and I love you baby
Mmhm yeah I love it baby
Off the drank and I love it babe

When I'm off the drank do you love me baby
Marvin Sapp with act I would've never made it
Virgil made a cape I still would never saved her
Baccarat my fragrance
Parking lot I'm major
Donut out the dealership
Be cool I got my papers
Took some dog right to my vet
No I ain't got no papers
Smoking out a paper it ain't got no fragrance
Fell in love with her fragrance
Damn, I love you baby

Uh huh yeah I love it baby
Ooh yeah, and I love you baby
Mmhm yeah I love it baby
Off the drank and I love it babe
Uh huh yeah I love it baby
Ooh yeah, and I love you baby
Mmhm yeah I love it baby
Off the drank and I love it babe

Drug Flange (Luv U)

[Lyrics]

Yeah this shit colossal
Uhh
This shit like, Titanic
Uhh

Water dripping paint I get lost like a sub
(Water)
Water dripping paint I get lost like a sub
(Like a sub)
Standing in the trap surrounded by these drugs
(These drugs)
Get fresh everyday like come roll out the rug
(You see me)
Get fresh everyday like please roll out the rug
(Roll out the rug)
She wanna TLC but I am not a scrub
(Not a scrub)
Coupe same color Whopper but I am not a dud
(Come on bitch)
I feel like Rev Run you won't touch a sud
(Touch a sud)

Got lost in this sub geeking on these drugs
Nigga right there not my bud
I just Jugg him nugs
Got a pocket full of tubs runaway with us
And your hoe is not a hostage she ain't come with cuffs
And I'm all about a profit money is a must
When it come down to these drugs
I just work my muscle
Nigga ain't even got no motion kid you're just a bust
Fuck around and caught some motion
Now the watch is flooded

Water dripping paint I get lost like a sub
(Like a sub)
Water dripping paint I get lost like a sub
(I'm gone)
Standing in the trap surrounded by these drugs
(By these drugs)
Get fresh everyday like come roll out the rug
(Come on)
Get fresh everyday like please roll out the rug
(Roll out the rug)
She wanna TLC but I am not a scrub
(Not a scrub)
Coupe same color Whopper but I am not a dud
(Not a dud)
I feel like Rev Run you won't touch a sud
(Touch it)

Niggas collapsed under pressure crush em' like a sub
I couldn't fold under pressure got it out the mud
Tried to trade me like I'm Stephen bitch I'm not a dub
Long as clip in this compressor bitch sound like a sub
I ain't never under pressure feet up like the sun
I ain't even on the run gotta keep a gun
Fell in love with the cash had to keep me some
Had to text that bitch a sub hoe don't even come

Water dripping paint I get lost like a sub
(This water)
Water dripping paint I get lost like a sub
(Like a sub)
Standing in the trap surrounded by these drugs
(By these drugs)
Get fresh everyday like come roll out the rug
(Roll out the rug)
Get fresh everyday like please roll out the rug
(Come on)
She wanna TLC but I am not a scrub
(Not a scrub)
Coupe same color Whopper but I am not a dud
(Not a dud)
I feel like Rev Run you won't touch a sud

Ocean Gate

[Lyrics]

(You don't think you'll have the kinds of tough times like your dad's been through)
(Nah)
(I can't say that I will, I can't say that I won't, I don't know)
Yeah

It's a blessing when I hit the mall
It's a blessing when I hit the store
It's a blessing she sliding down the pole
It's a blessing to sell out the show
Would you love me if I took a fall
Would you love me if I couldn't ball
Would you go cross me out like Jamal
Are you there I need someone to call
Don't forget me if I couldn't ball
Don't forget me if I couldn't ball
Are you there I need someone to call
Don't forget me if I fall
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Lord forgive me if I ever fall

I was balling from winter to fall
Then I caught a cramp in the spring
And it put a cramp in my dreams
Then I took the cap off the lean
Would you bust it if I rode the bus
What if I fried the chicken at Gus
What if I get the brick by the truck
If it ring you still picking it up
Bae don't lie this a serious question
Yeah for real this a serious crush
Would my family still show me the loving
If I ain't hit the books and I study
If I broke would I still be your buddy
If I'm broke could I still be your cuddy
If I miss the shot would you still love me
If I drop the ball would you still hug me

It's a blessing when I hit the mall
It's a blessing when I hit the store
It's a blessing she sliding down the pole
It's a blessing to sell out the show
Would you love me if I took a fall
Would you love me if I couldn't ball
Would you go cross me out like Jamal
Are you there I need someone to call
Don't forget me if I couldn't ball
Don't forget me if I couldn't ball
Are you there I need someone to call
Don't forget me if I fall
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Don't forget me if I fall

I got a call from the streets
I got call from my dog
I got that bitch ain't no leash
My family depending on me
What if I ain't get picked in the draft
Member' Michael got cut from the team
You ain't me you ain't cut from my tee
Yeah this pressure ain't nothing to me
Gotta Glock just a button for me
Got the car it's the button for me
Yeah that pressure was nothing but leaf
And I smoke that shit by the p
And you gotta pay me a fee
Cause I got a family to feed
I miss my granny indeed
Now they depending on me

It's a blessing when I hit the mall
It's a blessing when I hit the store
It's a blessing she sliding down the pole
It's a blessing to sell out the show
Would you love me if I took a fall
Would you love me if I couldn't ball
Would you go cross me out like Jamal
Are you there I need someone to call
Don't forget me if I couldn't ball
Don't forget me if I couldn't ball
Are you there I need someone to call
Don't forget me if I fall
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Don't forget me if I drop the ball
Don't forget me if I fall

HD, Pt. 1

[Lyrics]

Yeah
Gotta feel my pain on this one
Slatt

I keep a stick like a artist aye
Wonder what strings I'ma pick like guitarist
Been round the block and I know you a tourist
They talking down but they know that I'm arming
Shitting on niggas I don't need no Charmin
My designer I Drip in these garments
Devil been flipping the script with this karma
Fuck all the fame just give me my father
Baby don't wanna feel pain no more
Lot of this shit ain't the same no more
Trust me I been thru the rain before
I don't wanna feel this pain no more aye
Praying my soul you take
If I shall die fore I wake
It ain't no mistake
Don't wanna fade away
Hiding my pain today, yeah

I don't wanna go outside today
Wondering if I'ma die today
Nigga I might have to slide today
Stick in my hand I'ma find a way
Mamma I wish I could dry your face
Wish I could find a private place
Patek put away so my time is safe
Money could never heal time and space
I rather go reminisce in a wraith
I rather wake up and flip me a play
Niggas be hating a different day
Nigga I can't put the piston away
Look at my life I'ma piss it away
I'm on a mission to get it today
Purple it won't hide the pain today
Flooded my watch like a rainy day
DB said take you a chance
Went from the floor to a flight out to France
I took a risk and I double my bands
Double the block if we feel like he playing
I was just telling God about my plans
Manifestation
These conversations are sacred
Betting on me better take it to Vegas
Moving these keys like I'm playing for Reagan

I keep a stick like a artist aye
Wonder what strings I'ma pick like guitarist
Been round the block and I know you a tourist
They talking down but they know that I'm arming
Shitting on niggas I don't need no Charmin
My designer I Drip in these garments
Devil been flipping the script with this karma
Fuck all the fame just give me my father
Baby don't wanna feel pain no more
Lot of this shit ain't the same no more
Trust me I been thru the rain before
I don't wanna feel this pain no more aye
Praying my soul you take
If I shall die fore I wake
It ain't no mistake
Don't wanna fade away
Hiding my pain today, yeah

Remember when niggas was doubting me
Remember these niggas was clowning me
Word on the town they proud of me
Look at the love surrounding me
All the potential they found in me
Baby don't know how I made it
Some of our houses was vacant
Some of them houses got raided
In the dark I had a prayer
Praying to God for brighter days
Wishing I ain't have to light away
God it must be a brighter way
All of these niggas get dry erased
Just for the love of the bag
I gotta keep me a mag in place
I gotta key and half in the safe
Finessing a nigga like Madden plays
Damn
I was posted in trenches easy
Fourth and inches bet the gang believe me
Shit change why you came and leave me
I see pain just the same as Stevie
Wonder how life would be with peace
I gotta keep a piece with me
Mamma no need to grieve in me
I thank God you believe in me

I keep a stick like a artist aye
Wonder what strings I'ma pick like guitarist
Been round the block and I know you a tourist
They talking down but they know that I'm arming
Shitting on niggas I don't need no Charmin
My designer I Drip in these garments
Devil been flipping the script with this karma
Fuck all the fame just give me my father
Baby don't wanna feel pain no more
Lot of this shit ain't the same no more
Trust me I been thru the rain before
I don't wanna feel this pain no more aye
Praying my soul you take
If I shall die fore I wake
It ain't no mistake
Don't wanna fade away
Hiding my pain today, yeah

Slime
Ah, Shit
DB said take you a chance nigga

Ain't No Mistake

[Lyrics]

Mmm
You ever been down bad

Everyday wake up I'm sipping that purple
Hmm
Ok
Everyday I'm sipping purple
Baby I'm not Urkel you know I got act on me
I was down bad like a battery
Wasn't chiropracting they turned they back on me
I went and caught charge got misdemeanor
Nigga walk round with baggery
Walk round with this sault' ain't no battery
I had to charge it up magically
Now how the fuck nigga get mad at me
Now the whip start automatically
Got all of this ranch in my pants
Lil' nigga best go check your salary
(one more time)
Too busy to get in this phone
I walk around in all this gallery
(I ain't lying)

Too busy to get in this phone
I blew that bitch right out my galaxy
Too busy to fit in this chrome
I think that's why my bitches mad at me
Like baby come get on this throne
And watch how I change your reality
Pull up in a whip color fantasy
I'm thumbing through dead niggas randomly
I wake up I'm counting these blessings
You niggas can't even get a
I wake up I'm counting these blessings
You niggas can't even get a pack from me
Got all this dog shit on the floor
Puppy nigga you can't get a snack from me
Now I got the engine in back
For the times you had fronted a pack for me

Everyday wake up I'm sipping that purple
I'm Sipping
Everyday I'm sipping purple
Baby I'm not Urkel you know I got act on me
I was down bad like a battery
Wasn't chiropracting they turned they back on me
I went and caught charge got misdemeanor
Nigga walk round with baggery
Walk round with this sault' ain't no battery
I had to charge it up magically
Now how the fuck nigga get mad at me
Now the whip start automatically
Got all of this ranch in my pants
Lil' nigga best go check your salary
(one more time)
Too busy to get in this phone
I walk around in all this gallery
(I ain't lying)

Gallery (2 Busy)

[Lyrics]

Damn
It feel like a young nigga just been
Been under a lot of pressure you know
For real, somewhere it's 8 pm in Raleigh
Yeah
I appreciate the choir for coming out tonight
Bout' to give you the ghetto testament
Just let you know where this shit been at
It's Deezy, bitch
Yeah

Yeah, I'm the voice of the streets it's a wrap
You couldn't step up your game if you joined you a frat
Can't do no dealings that boy he a rat yeah
You ain't never served your grams them o's
You ain't never been jammed before
Glock got a print like a camel toe
Don't run off you come out like bags of clothes
I'm on the block like a stripper
I had the pole, I'm bout' to pour up a four
Double that I'm in the eight
Just came from the bay, I got a play on the road
I got fans in and out of the state
They beat down my door till I rock to the shake
I'm the mayor round here, better watch what you say
I'm the baker lil' nigga no stopping my cakes

I broke my wrist in the bowl
No, wait just kidding was only a sprain
Can't run with no niggas who think its game
Put the team on my back had to carry the gang
I made my own road, they still want my lane
Don't merge over here it might cost you your brain
From the city where life it might cost you a chain
You run up on me I got ice in my veins
A year ago nigga why life had to change
Bitches round me acting nice acting strange
Bitch I can't lie yeah my vision was jaded
Young nigga had to go fight through the rain
I need the work, need white as a range
I hit your bitch back to back like a pager
Been playing with sticks since I played with the Sega
I hop on my beat give my soul to the angels

Yeah, I'm the voice of the streets it's a wrap
You couldn't step up your game if you joined you a frat
Can't do no dealings that boy he a rat yeah
You ain't never served your grams them o's
You ain't never been jammed before
Glock got a print like a camel toe
Don't run off you come out like bags of clothes
I'm on the block like a stripper
I had the pole, I'm bout' to pour up a four
Double that I'm in the eight
Just came from the bay, I got a play on the road
I got fans in and out of the state
They beat down my door till I rock to the shake
I'm the mayor round here, better watch what you say
I'm the baker lil' nigga no stopping my cakes

Why even try nigga I'm serious
Glock came with me every step of the way
I just got a package it shipped out today
I had to go plan it and pick out a place
On top of the planet I sit in a Wraith
My goons need a plate like thanksgiving today
Before I'll give it I take it away
Shit felt like construction I'm making a way
I give em' the sticks and they make it a play
Get it, cool, make me a play
Everyday wake up thank God for the day
I could've been stuck up in Harlem with dracs
They say that boy he got a way with Ebonics
My brother Don got a way with electronics
I'm just tryna go keep my mind on a check
I'm honest it could've been me in that vet

Yeah, I'm the voice of the streets it's a wrap
You couldn't step up your game if you joined you a frat
Can't do no dealings that boy he a rat yeah
You ain't never served your grams them o's
You ain't never been jammed before
Glock got a print like a camel toe
Don't run off you come out like bags of clothes
I'm on the block like a stripper
I had the pole, I'm bout' to pour up a four
Double that I'm in the eight
Just came from the bay, I got a play on the road
I got fans in and out of the state
They beat down my door till I rock to the shake
I'm the mayor round here, better watch what you say
I'm the baker lil' nigga no stopping my cakes

8PM In Raleigh

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No Losses(Prod. By Yours Truly B.Dot)

TrapLove(Prod. By Yours Truly B.Dot of #GBM)

Ok i liked this one so much i had to post it this is for the love of the music and whatnot now i'm gone i'll be back soon so enjoy #MadLuv

Party Over(Farewell 2)(Prod. By Yours Truly B.Dot of #GBM)

Never Lose(Prod. By Yours Truly B.Dot of #GBM)

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