Fire af yo i hit up your Instagram, i would love to colab with you

да [prod. FONFORINO x REDLUKE]

https://soundcloud.com/prodmichael

art by https://www.instagram.com/fooyepont/

so do you even realize? 
this pain i go thru everytime..
want 2see whats behind ur smile 
i hope im not getting denied
i looked right into ur eyes 
and u were looking into mine 
dont mind me im just stopping by 
i just wanted 2 say hi :)

i wanna hear ur story tell me everything about it
need u to tell me bout what keeps you going, i dont like how this is going
dont feel like i can keep going

if i told you how i feel would u return the favor
need something to hold on to, cant accept no see you later
think if i keep this up my hearts in danger
i dont wanna wait now
all i ever do is wait, im so fragile i might break 

helpless robodoll stuck to their charger yea its me
i cant go nowhere without no micro usb :/
if u wanna hear my story download it for free
take care of yourself or you might end up just like me..

hi「michaelwarren」

prod @crybabycam x @frankiedoppler x @daisydiva7
mixed @daisydiva7

ALIVE

1st #HYPERDRILL3 single
prod @snake_prod & me

lyrics

All of my opps down bad
And I’m in this bitch with the loud pack
I need so many racks racks racks
That they like ain’t no way he could count that
Watch me go start up a movement
Revolution
I’m the solution
Speedin
Movin
Get to it quick I be rushin
No putin

Fuck outta here like your name Vladimir
Supersize my ice I need chandelier
See through the smoke and the mirrors
It couldn’t be clearer
It ain’t always as it appears
Me
I just be maccen
I’m stackin my bread up
But you could get wet up right here
Oh that was your treesh
She was all on my meat
On some freaky shit up in my ear
We was servin them packs all through high school
And we put em all on to supreme
Lost some day ones
Won’t forget times
We were bumpin that slime season 3
Now I’m with the jocks on my bully
If he talkin down put that boy on a tee
And we lost tone but he came back
Now we on track pushin p

hook

Always on go I just get to the breesh
Pull up I pull up I got em like sheesh
Ask me why I always gotta repeat
Yeah cuz that shit never cease
Woulda thought it’s LA the way I got the zaza
I’m gettin the sloppy the toppy the matha
I pray that my guys win inshallah
Gimme the chance and I’m scoring like Zlatan

hook

2nd #HYPERDRILL3 single
prod @remghost x @qqqu1ncy x @love3244 & me

lyrics

I'm like hey wussup hello
Turn it up okay let's go
Soon as I walk in that door
Yeah you already know
I got this money on me
I'm winnin again it's a streak
I'm a bully i'm beatin the beat
You like Alex cuz we know you not pushing p
Yeah that's shoutout to thugger
Best in the game put that on my mother
Ballin out like Russell Westbrook on the thunder
Ballin out like I play for the gunners
Shootin my shot
I feel like Aubameyang
Fuck up the club let's make it rain
Need to get iced out by Johnny Dang
Get to this breesh
Yeah that be everyday

Shinin, shinin
Gleamin, timing (demon)
Big meech way that I stay schemin
Everyday is spendin season
Get to this breesh while they still sleepin
Think ur lit you must be dreamin
Slept on me but now ur fiendin
I'm goin up it's for a reason

Yeah, yeah
Turn this bitch up imma raise the degrees
Popstar they know my name overseas
Rude boi tings do as I please
Get to this breesh ain't concerned with no treesh
Only chase money but I still clap cheeks
Got their heads on a swivel I got em like sheesh

If you got them cheeks go and throw em back
If you got them cheeks go and throw em back
If you got that breesh go and blow a rack
If you got that breesh go and blow a rack
Rappin on jersey call me Bandmanbills
See me in this bitch better run for the hills
Top dog you know I get the kills
When you in my position you know how it feels
Immaculate
Look at this money I'm stackin it
If it jiggle then you know I'm smackin it
If you throwin it back put some back in it
They heard my flow now they jackin it
They fiendin like that shit had crack in it
And the jocks be the ones that I'm maccen wit
When they see my shit they double tappin it
I'm on my savage shit

I'm like hey wussup hello
Turn it up okay let's go
Soon as I walk in that door
Yeah you already know
I got this money on me
I'm winnin again it's a streak
I'm a bully i'm beatin the beat
You like Alex cuz we know you not pushing p
Yeah that's shoutout to thugger
Best in the game put that on my mother
Ballin out like Russell Westbrook on the thunder
Ballin out like I play for the gunners
Shootin my shot
I feel like Aubameyang
Fuck up the club let's make it rain
Need to get iced out by Johnny Dang
Get to this breesh
Yeah that be everyday

HELLO

im just like you [p. recycleBin]

written, performed, mixed and mastered by bedhead
produced by yung skrrt and sphere merchants
recorded @ mirrorville. hq 7/23/22
art by bedhead
lyrics:
i just wanna get so hi i forget my own name
and this happens all the time so i treat it like a game
something eats away inside of me way deep up in my brain
knife fighting w/ anxiety i brought a gun today
brought a yung buck body never more ready 2 play
i’m a pop punk shawty even born down by the bay
mother says imma make it and i trust what mother say
running man i can’t fake it any longer in this place
something is about 2 give but this time it will not be me
i don’t wanna have 2 live inside of this hypocrisy
i kno who i am and what it is is what it used 2 b
u just hold me back u hold me down u couldn’t grow w/ me
everybody wanna glo w/ me
that’s why everybody want shows w/ me
everybody thinks they’re gonna blow w/ me
cuz it’s me becuz it’s me
everybody always wanna glo w/ me
that’s why everybody doing shows w/ me
everybody thinks they’re gonna blow w/ me
cuz it’s me but u don’t kno me
u could never rly kno me sorry but it’s tru
im not sorry cuz it’s u everything we said we’d do
imma get it on my own raise myself up out the roof
had me climbing out yr chimney i was covered in the soot
had me covered in the smoke wearing stupid man suits
all my homies lmk girl this doesn’t suit u
and i said that i would go but it was hard 2 choose 2
it’s so hard to b alone but it’s easier to do

ALL PLATFORMS

what's my name again? (+ yung skrrt x sphere merchants)

4th and final #HYPERDRILL3 single
prod @st1cksyea x @remghost
ft @jackieplatinum

lyrics:
(bills)

im on my jock shit
my pockets be lifting, they brolic (sheesh!)
cant fuck with the opp shit
talkin too hot we gon crop him (yea)
gang in this bitch, varsity
she a treesh, get away far from me
are they talkin that shit? probably
cuz I be too hot like a sauna be
she give me the stimulus (yeah! aha)
economy
yeah I’m everything that they wanna be
and they just cant do it properly
tell all of my haters go suck a dick
and to the one time I plead the fifth
popstarbills, yeah I never miss
matter fact, go ahead you could watch this
check this shit out bitch im sturdy (glah)
get to the bag, early (sheesh!)
these pockets are brolic, burly (goddamn)
if im sippin, you know that its dirty (that’s right)
im with the big jock, Jackie (slatt)
countin up rickety rackies (racks)
they hawkin, they eyein (yea!)
somethin like Anthony Mackie
steady makin these hits with platinum (say less)
so I could skrrt off in a phantom (lets go)
when we hit the mic, it’s an anthem (lets go)
we the big jocks, they peewee they bantam (lets go)
they just be chattin
they just be cappin
i just be maccen for real (lets go)
i get it poppin
bitch i be active
gettin the bread with no deal (lets go)
im on my jock shit
my pockets be lifting, they brolic (sheesh!)
cant fuck with the opp shit
talkin too hot we gon crop him (yea)
gang in this bitch, varsity
she a treesh, get away far from me
are they talkin that shit? probably
cuz I be too hot like a sauna be

(jackie)

(let’s go, go)
i be on the boulevard with rookie cards up in my hand
i got a ho she movin coke
she stay flippin that contraband
my old bros they always know I was gonna be the fuckin man
now I’m running them fuckin bands
killin shit just like the son of sam
ha, blick em
gun been runnin out of bullets so i gotta stick em
body be hoppin, i gave em some rhythm
told lil brody to put a few in em
i do not miss, a sniper i get em
top jock, lil boy are you kidding’?
pop rocks the way i put this shit in em
hold on, i think im fuckin glitchin!
jock shit, we gonna run it up
no jokes, tired of the funny stuff
runnin my money till mothafuckin sun is up
baby keep talkin im keepin my gunny up
shootin his body so hard that it bunny hop
bad bitches know i keep me a muddy cup
i jock walk on his grave, they still think i aint done enough
ha, turn up!
i got some opposition imma burn up
i feel like tony the way that i earn up
turnin that boy to ashes put your urn up
i feel like ja the way that i been soarin
all of these pussy boys are not important
all my racks are brolic, whoa man
hit em with a leshgo then

(bills)

im on my jock shit
my pockets be lifting, they brolic (sheesh!)
cant fuck with the opp shit
talkin too hot we gon crop him (yea)
gang in this bitch, varsity
she a treesh, get away far from me
are they talkin that shit? probably
cuz I be too hot like a sauna be
she give me the stimulus (yeah! aha)
economy
yeah I’m everything that they wanna be
and they just cant do it properly
tell all of my haters go suck a dick
and to the one time I plead the fifth
popstarbills, yeah I never miss
matter fact, go ahead you could watch this
check this shit out bitch im sturdy (glah)
get to the bag, early (sheesh!)
these pockets are brolic, burly (goddamn)
if im sippin, you know that its dirty (that’s right)
im with the big jock, Jackie (slatt)
countin up rickety rackies (racks)
they hawkin, they eyein (yea!)
somethin like Anthony Mackie
steady makin these hits with platinum (say less)
so I could skrrt off in a phantom (lets go)
when we hit the mic, it’s an anthem (lets go)
we the big jocks, they peewee they bantam (lets go)
they just be chattin
they just be cappin
i just be maccen for real (lets go)
i get it poppin
bitch i be active
gettin the bread with no deal (lets go)


(varsity)
(st1cks)
(helix tears)
(hector)

BROLIC ft. JACKIE PLATINUM

ft. @youngbasedjosh
prod. @nightclub x @prodjvsper

lyrics:

(bills)
i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

it could go one out of two ways
they ain’t ready for the new wave
run it up till I be too paid
my taste expensive like my name was 2 Chainz
hit the west coast like I’m Blueface
i’m in her mouth like some toothpaste
you funny if you think I give a fuck about what you say
i could turn it up like DJ
hit buck fifty on the freeway
give a fuck about what he say, she say, they say
yeah ‘cuz we paid
i could turn it up like DJ
hit buck fifty on the freeway
give a fuck about what he say, she say, they say
yeah ‘cuz we paid

i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

(YBJ)
you could catch me flexing baby, splashin' like a well
it’s truly quite perplexing, way i’m flexin' you could tell
i’m not Yeat, but my name be ringin’ bells
i must be dyslexic, ‘cuz my exes look like L’s
she wanna call me late at night and hit my cell
i know that she drink tonight so imma wish her well
no i don’t ever sleep, i never see hotels
i’m rollin’ in the deep, i feel just like Adele
i’m rollin’ through the streets, i’m dodgin’ all the shells
she rollin’ in my sheets, and it get hot as hell
she medusa so i had to break the spell
just like St. Lucia, yeah i bring tsunami swells
damn it’s raining
she’s complaining
damn she pain me
please don’t page me (imma make it rain)
i’ve been changing
i’ve been waiting
contemplating
still risk taking (had to make a change)

(bills)
i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

UPTOWN ft. YBJ

prod @snake_prod x me

lyrics:

(lets go)
want this shit forever but I know it cannot be
flashing lights and cameras that’s all I wanna see
racks on racks on racks baby that is all I need
i swear that’s the only life that there could be for me
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar

i’m goin’ popstar
watch me pull up pull up in a fast car (skrrt, yeah)
studyin’ my moves like a flash card (that’s right)
i know that you cappin’ when you act hard
catch me on the grind for the top of the charts
take what’s mine even if it means breakin' some hearts
now the old life it ends and a new one it starts
and I can’t stop myself or it all falls apart
baby watch me (yeah)
they lookin’ up at me like it’s some toppy
i’m cruisin’ to the top and you can’t stop me (no, no, no)
throw my hands up in the air
when I get there swear that it was destiny
i feel just like Rocky (hit 'em widdit)
slidin’ with the stick like it was hockey (like wait a minute)
lil’ mama yeah she bad, hot like a taki (yeah)
she call me papi (yeah)
and when she want me (yeah)
i tell her call me (call me)

want this shit forever but I know it cannot be
flashing lights and cameras that’s all I wanna see
racks on racks on racks baby that is all I need
i swear that’s the only life that there could be for me
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar
i’m goin’ popstar

POPSTAR

prod @remghost x @thislandismusic

lyrics:

I don’t play about my bread
I run it up like no tomorrow
These drugs fucking with my head
Running on time that’s always borrowed
Lead by example baby
No I’m not exactly meant to follow
Put my heart right in it 
But it’s hard when inside it’s just hollow
All those nights I put that pain in
No more whining and complainin
I can’t ever be complacent
I’m not there without the payment
Could be snowin, could be rainin
I’m still out here going places
I can’t count on anyone
So I just sit back, count these faces

I can’t help but play with fire
Don’t think I’ve ever been higher
Never did what was required
All that shit it get so tired
Be someone that I’d admire
And my shortys always flyer
Reppin that evil empire
I’m built different way I’m wired
Yeah, okay let’s go
They want the old me but it’s slow
I make it work rain, sleet or snow
Came all this way all on my own
That’s why they blowin up my phone
DND I’m in my zone
And they never used to get it
Now they switchin up the tone

I don’t play about my bread
I run it up like no tomorrow
These drugs fucking with my head
Running on time that’s always borrowed
Lead by example baby
No I’m not exactly meant to follow
Put my heart right in it 
But it’s hard when inside it’s just hollow
All those nights I put that pain in
No more whining and complainin
I can’t ever be complacent
I’m not there without the payment
Could be snowin, could be rainin
I’m still out here going places
I can’t count on anyone
So I just sit back, count these faces

Jock shit, captain
Fuck with me, I make it happen
I could just smell when they cappin
Scope it out with the quickness, assassin
This life of sin, yeah I’m gonna go indulge in it
Bullshittin, every time my plate it get too full widdit
Why you only hit me up when you need somethin
Please tell me that you not about to hit the ground runnin
Now you tellin me that I’m frontin,
You buggin, who done it
Playin victim, I ain’t even do nothin

I don’t play about my bread
I run it up like no tomorrow
These drugs fucking with my head
Running on time that’s always borrowed
Lead by example baby
No I’m not exactly meant to follow
Put my heart right in it 
But it’s hard when inside it’s just hollow
All those nights I put that pain in
No more whining and complainin
I can’t ever be complacent
I’m not there without the payment
Could be snowin, could be rainin
I’m still out here going places
I can’t count on anyone
So I just sit back, count these faces

POPSTAR

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