I don't think I wanna save you
I don't know when you're faithful
Throw it back when I lay up
I don't keep life stable, yuh
I don't ever wanna break you, yuh yuh
Now what do I stay here for
Now what do I say to you

Break me
She pull up in the top, but it missing
Kneck breakin on my dick like a bass head
But it's only time getting wasted
All the money and the love been tasteless
But it's only time getting wasted
All the money and the love been tasteless

Block it out
I'm doing fine just by myself
Pop what they feed, but it always help
Best I seen, but they not themselves

Block it out
I'm doing fine just by myself
Pop what they feed, but it always help
Best I seen, but they not themselves

Back to the grave I'm digging
Off with the team, no visits
Countin on me, that's a ticket
Bring the fam up with the business
I don't like the way you view
The past been the past, overdue
My talk been leasing the move
You wasted the fees on your mood

Bitch I don't want you to follow
When I go hollow to save my sorrow, yuh
Look at himself through a bottle
I cross my model, they all been hostile
Bitch I don't want you to follow, yuh
Look at himself through a bottle, yuh

This been more than what it was
They bleeding foreign in my blood
But don't plan to give a fuck
Dead or alive, dead in love

Watch em rent that shit, watch the way they act
Shouldn't be this way, Should've blown my brain
Ain't no cure for the love, gonna put that back
I don't know your stare, keep that shit in check

Back up, back up, we goin pack up
She goin send that, she goin snack up
Why we lying just to hack up
Bitch I been so fuckin fed up

Life Stable (Prod. by Red Rxxm)

Biv:

Bitch I been take a loss
Life bluer than my balls
People living off the moss
Rusty, crusty, your bitch tossed
I'm still salty and I love it
I'm still the only one livin above it
I run my business, I live on the budget
Make it myself, while you bitches is puppets
All of my bitches is bussin
All of my homies made somethin from nothin
Nobody do how I does it
If they could they would of done it
If it's money then we cut it
I don't get time for discussin,
Life been on track how I run it
Ain't gonna tell you I air out the function
But I got problems from mental consumption

Back to the pack, I feel her in my jack
Rent the staff, ya daddy cut the check
Ice on the wrist, but they slit the neck
Back to back, I lay my soul to rest

Call what you want
Boy you fake with the pump
Act like you carry the stuff
You just a moufuckin punk
Action ain't shit that you trust
Bitch you a one and you done
Call what you want,
Boy you a fake with the pump

Bitch I'll take my life, before I ever claim the street
People off and dyin, but that's problems we don't see
I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe

I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe


BLCKK:

keep that bitch just to fuck it
I ain’t never really love it
body stack i’m above it
get the paper finger fuck it I love it I’m bodying bitches in public I-

yeah
got what I wanted I did it myself
all of ya people been fucking with 12
I walk around and i’m grippin my belt
yeah yeah yeah yeah

10 of my bitch can’t take that shit
double my pay yeah fuck that split
got it all black can’t see my fit can’t see that shit like

It don’t matter what you wanted i got it already can’t sell my clique
I been through it I been did it im fucking around i’m on my shit

I just bought the first gun
I just caught the first one
yeah yeah
I ain’t paying my bond
get ya brother out the pond
yeah yeah

I compare to y’all best
I could fuck up y’all set
yeah uh
I could send it through a vest
give that pussy bitch a rest
ha

I start sippin black
I can’t run it back
i’m on track
watch me hit my shit
flip that fucking bitch
let her quit

GET IT
RIGHT
BACK
HE AINT
NEVER
COMING BACK
UH
PUT THE
BITCH
DOWN
SHE WONT
LOVE ME
WHEN IM
DOWN
UH

Pain Script ft. BLCKK

She foul
Get back to it
Lost pounds
Drown my fluid
She don't know
Wifey flow
She ride my
Till my soul get through it
I shouldn't have to speak
But it's a moral I keep
Money talk, money talk
But you ain't goin hear it from me
Now they tryna intervene
Fuckas scared to lose the lead
But that's the thing I never need
But that's the thing I never need

Pussies want they needs
Feed em dick for sleep
Everybody keep, falling, yuh
Think they dusted clean
Fuck the whole scene
Nobody different to me
I promise
You want the product
Splittin your wallet
They finna cop it
Just for the topic
Pay em in silence
They never like it
Mental crash course
I been auto-pilot
I put the work in
But ain't see the milage
I'm a disgrace if you ask me in private
Just like the violence, they claiming is honest
I'm a disgrace if you ask me in private

Old bitch, need to get a grip
Half these mothafuckas on my dick
Funny how the money make them sick
I'm in and out they way, then I dip

Old bitch, need to get a grip
Half these mothafuckas on my dick
Funny how the money make them sick
I'm in and out they way, then I dip

BLCKK:

Show me where the worst ones go
They goin try to take my soul
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Show me how it stain my throat
All the worst things I wrote
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Biv: 

Greedy as they got
I still break a lot
They quick to pop
When it's caps lock
Dead homies in my spot
Wish the world would stop
Don't wanna rot
But this all I got
Regrets I copped
Guess I learned a lot 
Just a flock
Ya'll the sheep in crop
You a flop
Bustin off ya chops
You want the pain
Check bitch I got lots

Wonder why they hate me, just to rate me
Bitch don't save me, like it better when they flaky, yuh
Kept to casing
Still been daily medicating
My thoughts is aching
Like It better when they racing, yuh

BLCKK & Biv:

Show me where the worst ones go
They goin try to take my soul
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Show me how it stain my throat
All the worst things I wrote
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Biv:

Spit fists, fuckas licks rip, having sips, an catch the fix, And I keep it as stiff as a 6 inch in her lip
This ain't it
Thank my worries for a bit
If he dip, then that's deaded shit
Put that on my kin
Rather be dead inside myself
Than poppin and shoppin and coppin coughins they pushin you in
Bitches is flockin, and mockin, half of my products worth more than pussy you poppin
I'm bouta on my own, I never suppress the topic
I speak the obvious
Real don't speak on poppin shit
Every chance the copy get
Actin like they pockets fit
We seeing more than you expect
Glorifying more than what's been on the check
Holy lord I been upset
I'm not sure if it's regret
Half the burdens I was kept
Keep me posted on my set
Keep the flesh

You the cause
But I bury what I lost, yuh
Why the fuck you get involved, yuh

You the cause
But I bury what I lost, yuh
Why the fuck you get involved, yuh

Sounds Like Hell Ft. BLCKK (Prod. by BLCKK & Biv)

You don't think, you just act, yuh
You can't speak, push that back, yuh
Too attached, shit won't last, yuh
You speak sad, I'm so glad, yuh
Fuck everything that we had
I tried to bury it dead
Fuck everything that we had
I tried to bury it dead
I tried to bury it dead
I tried to bury it dead

Flash out
Back route
Fuck around pulling my past out
Life on script, with the cast out
Panicked in fits till I pass out
Deal with your shit till I blast out

And I
Cry for help, but lie
And I
Cry for help, but lie
And I
Cry for help, but lie
Die
Die

Flash Route ft. Cort (Prod. by Cort)

nAvvvi:

thunderous enemies fathom all briberies
indigo fantasies cripple all colonies
speak with it overseas tangle the prophecies
set if we counting the damage of odyssey
pray on the artist like holiday.
run away, run away, run away, run away
yea you the issue, you overstayed
run away, run away, run away, run away
benedict lies you a intimate side,
its the brittle, mint ties.
asquint flies they can sentence you sized
now one of us dies.
I FIND IT SO FUNNY I PICKED UP THE KNIFE AND I CUT YOUR SKIN
CUZ IM MAKING ALL SURE THAT YOU PICKED UP THE FEELING OF FEELING AGAIN
AND IVE PEEPED AT YOUR SIN ITS ALL CUNNING WITH WHIM
HAVE YOU GATHERED A SECOND TO PRAY TO YOUR HYM?
SPEAKING OF THE ISSUES NOW IVE BIRTHED A FEW.
YOU THINK IN I AM JOKER, HAVEN'T A GOT A CLUE.
BEEN A WHILE A COUPLE DOWN YOUR DIRTY NAP IS DUE
pay me, you hate me.

Biv:

So lonely, so lonely, they phony
Can't say you ain't know me
So lonely, so lonely, they phony
Can't say you ain't know me


Thanks for the update cupcake
Mans run off like sweepstakes
Peng ting, sip her up like cuppa
My meals long ways from a suppa
My ends, slow times, been gutta 
Don't deep it, no dreamin, no clutter
Mandem, run off, no gunna
No sleep, I keep, no cuffa
don't beg, don't fake, don't trust her
You fed?  Spoon fed, big runna
No step, my checks, big brotha
Swear down, my cost, big pounds
No rounds, no ounce, men been clowns
Off topic, they lock it, men foul
Wish washin, All been part of the crowd

But back to my patience
I'm waitin, and waitin, for money to chase them
Like all they been sayin
I see the piss that they taken
The world been a prison for lost and mistaken

Istasha:

Cold cut carbon
I run in synthetic armor
Going unapologetic
Not ready to beg a pardon
Black Forest
I’m not in that when I store it
Like a piss I’m Unimportant
hmm yes I rather see this gutted

Cut fold crease
Underwater blanket problem
I don’t want an anchor stay the same out of my endless bottom

Got blind seams under my silhouette It seems
Hypothetic I’m honored, I'm on it

.................

Holiday Pray ft. nAvvvi & Istasha

a bunch of shit i don't do

Biv:

Big ego on the bitch, I bet I seen enough,
Seen them comin from a mile, so we doubled up,
Sympathy ain't trust, seen them bounce like it's double Dutch,
Holy fuck, signed they soul, for the devil suck

Big bags, big tags,
Money make her jet lag,
Feeling like 100,
Like the loaded mag
Big bags, big tags,
Money make her jet lag,
Feeling like 100,


Half you fuckas parasite, living in the past life,
Pass time get passed by,
You odd, got too bozo to cut ties,
I seen the pussy boy in ya fuckin stride,
Simpin,
Deaded to the cost of the system 
Bitches on they knees, no religion,
Sick em,
Bustin through the kitchen, for a smidgen,
Fuck around and visit where you livin

I put my plans on everything,
I want more than I need,
Like 50 racks in the jean,
To throw it at they teeth,
Chit chat came back, just to make a scene,
Stanley with the clip, cut the green for the team,
That's a fam, fuck a friend, fuck you mean,
You had big dreams, and big tings,
But thoughts of me been a daily routine,
Bitch thought she got it like me,
Sad that they only ever wanna be seen,

You talk a lot for a money feign,
You talk a lot for a money feign,
You talk a lot for a money feign,
You talk a lot for a money feign,


BLCKK:

you talk a lot for a money fiend
you said it’s ones boy it better be
shit changed i be fucking growing money trees
and what the fuck made you think about me differently
i put the work like it’s motherfucking ten of me
ya brother dead I think it’s motherfucking meant to be
i get em burnt, give a fuck bout what you think of me
and get them bands like I need that shit to fucking breathe

skrt
off that motherfucking lot i get my brother from the dirt
motherfucker did a lot
yeah i bet that shit hurt
yes i’m trippin oh my god you tellin me you never heard?
i seen everybody ever fuck with me been getting burnt

give ‘em no favors
fuck what you came for
bad 48 cause you found out what you made for
kickin in the same door
that money was not yours
just because you think that you can rap doesn’t buy tours
y’all about to die poor
pick that shit the fuck up you gon’ find out what you die for
y’all ain’t bout to settle once you realize that you want more
think about that shit before you worry bout how i score
yeah, bitch how i score

Hearteater Ft. BLCKK

Full Force

I been up for a minute late
Not to mention the spinning system up in my mental state
Lord knows the promise is honest, but it’s been out of date
Fuck sake, you ask for advances, I ask for dinner plates
Had some problems, you don’t know how low he go
To proof that he got 'em, tryna fold his soul
Wonder if it’s good enough to show
Would they give a fuck about it? No
I guess it’s just how the story goin’ go

How the fuck he goin’ get it now?
Lip tucked under his gut to get the feelings out
I got no time to up and buckle down my timing off
but ain't no numbers now and I ain’t counting down
And if I’m honest I got nothing left to give' em now, but fuck it
I'ma give it out, duck from the crowd, I guess it’s subtle now
He shuttle out, how you been now? This shit's been wildin out
Better by the minute, I’m getting, and I’m an uncle now
Gotta get back to it
I done told you mother fuckers Ima get back to it
That’s on everything stupid, I ain't fuck around what's over now
I’ve been through it, in it every day, but better watch how you moving
Told my mama I'ma get right to it
Soon as a mother fucker get influenced
My mirror don’t see through it, the fuck do i need proven
Keep it a buck, he fucked up, but he goin’ keep it moving, yeah
I ain’t never understand
Not a god damn man demand my soul to clip bands
Your facts has just been bland, you talking like you can
A message for both hands, you carry the young man
But damage the whole fam
Damage the whole fam, you talking like you can
A message for both hands, but damage the whole fam
You carry the young man but you talking like you can

1mg

Biv

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