Dead Luxury

Had a couple years to think without it,
Couple 100 thousand make me think about it,
I'm off a couple, I can't sleep in silence, dream about it,
I ain't fear no other man except the one inside my eyelids,,

If it's bluff tough talk,
Ya whole fam could catch the hands on walk,
All these fuckas lost inside a lost cause,
Damaging their own flaws,
No Pistol packin, only stackin money in the floor boards, you warned,
I catch you tongue slipping, bes rip it off and feed it while it's raw, before I raw dog ya broad, have you tossin suicide notes up at ya mama's door,
Fuckas act like I ain't live before,
But half the block was never paved in gold,
Like some of you before,
I know a couple that'll let it go,
Same ones that let it fly if you come too close,
Half these fucks wanna see me off the coast,
Puttin 5 on my suicide,
Get the most up out my overdose,
You chose the wrong host to bury in the coach,
You keep the feelings up inside and hide from what you love the most,
Guess I'm a pill poppin, drug addict faggot,
With just a past to match it,
So why I feel like death my only action,
Don't look for answers to the shit you asking,
I still find myself to be distraction,
My Heavy eyes rise, with the 6 inch packin,
Mostly luck the reason all you fuckas happened,
You ain't worth the time or half my talent,
All the same names and topics you don't fashion,
My whole fam ain't fuck with you,
and I ain't even ask em,
None of you punk bitches have been adapting,
I give it 3 to 5 till it's happy ever lasting,
automatic, but ain't never tragic
I give it 3 to 5 till it's happy ever lasting

POP FLY (Prod. by 42CLO)

Get buck, it's on sight,
Fuck your face, fuck your life,
I'm all spite,
My bitch bark and she bite,
Get buck, it's on sight,
Fuck your face, fuck your life,
I'm all spite,
My bitch bark and she bite,

Ain't got no comfort zone,
Fuck that bitch I'm tryna be alone,
Miss the dial tone,
You act so so, so so so,
Ain't got no comfort zone,
Fuck that bitch I'm tryna be alone,
Miss the dial tone,
You act so so, so so so,

Sus shit,
Everyone been with the fuck shit,
Dick swinging out the function,
Bitch I am not one to fuck with,
Mental case, I don't trust it,
She got a smile a bust in,
Put yo mans up on the pavement,
I ain't never been the same since,

Jump man, runman,
See the man been bum then,
Put ya life on the promises you frontin,
Pussy boy too dusted,
Jump man, runman,
See the man been bum then,
Put ya life on the promises you frontin,
Pussy boy too dusted,

Fuck is up, bitch test my luck,
My bitch sorted, your bitch fucked,
Talk my stuff, I adjust, my disgust,
Self distruct, don't discuss,
Don't you trust,
It's just lust,
Bitch in a rush,
Bitch it's a must,
I'm outta trust,
I'm outta love,
Fuck out my face,
I get enough,
I get enough
Fuck out my face,
I'm out of trust,
I'm out of love,
I get enough

Get buck, it's on sight,
Fuck your face, fuck your life,
I'm all spite,
My bitch bark and she bite,

Dollas, commas, drama, I ain't never bother,
Wanna try a little something something, 
Tell me why I gotta get the fuck from out the same place I fathered,
Talk is cheap and you fuckas knee deep in the debt from the lease,
Yall some puppies off leach, oh my geez
Put ya bitch to her knees, 
Throat fuck her till my whole seed growin in her spleen,
This a feast that I need,
That I crave, that I feed,
That a fucka never wanted,
But a fucka gotta eat,
It ain't that deep,
Bitch fuck you mean?
I wouldn't wanna be in your seat,
So why you fuckin with me?
 

Comfort Zone (Prod. By Deademane)

We don't know where they want us to go,
No I don't answer a call, let it froze,
They post up like soldier, nights been they home,
They home,
They home,

Evil he runs, and they running the code,
They don't give fucks where you from, who you know,
Don't press the jump, mental running my world,
My world,
My world,

But I, wanna give my life,
I'm out of sight, run until the light,
And I been alive,
But run out of time,
But run out of time,

Yall don't send it like that,
Bitch I might send it right back,
Fuck where your problems at,
I want them all detached,
Remember my world collapsed,
But this been a better past,
Remember my world collapsed,
Remember my world collapsed,
Eyes riding by me,
Hollow my mind, she spot me,
Pass right by, fam role deep,
Man go pop, no drop top, woah,
Handle those thoughts, that tone,
Handle those thoughts, that tone,
She gonna move like danca,
Gotta move all my weight up,
How I been worried bout answers,
Deaded my line, can't catch up,
Ain't no lie out my dental, 
Aint no lie out my dental


We don't know where they want us to go,
No I don't answer a call, let it froze,
They post up soldier, the nights been they home,
They home,
Been they home,

Evil he runs, and they running the code,
They don't give fucks where you from, who you know,
Don't press the jump, mental running my world,
My world,
My world


Mental Run

Never been shit, till a fucka found his death wish,
Your bitch sniffin cocaina to my set list,
I bested, all the mothafuckas that oppressed it,
You can choke my nuts, bitch boy go ahead and test it,
Invested,
Bitch I shoot my shot when contested,
The dick up in her tummy, got her feeling too congested,
Don't suggest it,
I make my money while I'm resting,
Fuck ya life till it's expectin,
Bitch I been foul till ejection,
Lethal in my section,
Collected and protected,
They actin funky, I suspect it,
This life persona they projectin,

Once again I give thanks to none,
I never been the one to fuck around with packin funds,
Used to be too bum while mental weighed a ton, 
Now he go dumb, let the money fly like the hollows out the drum,
Bitch sit the fuck down,
Or duck the fuck out,
We gotta speak it out loud,
You never gave a fuck until my smiles came about,
Had to change routes,
Took a minute just to get up out the house,
Acting like you know Bitch fuck you talkin bout,
You tryna find the fuck out,
I don't see how you talkin so proud
Just to please a fuckin crowd,

Not sorry that your mans a fuckin dead beat,
Not surprised by the people's envy,
Insecurities been stackin when they go against me,
My whole stance got that pussy boy second guessing,
I laugh it off, before I pop the fuck off,
Brought the problems that you mothafuckas wanna talk off,
Shoes that you'll never fuckin walk on,
Bitch hop the fuck up out my face, the boy been better off, the boy been better off 

I only say it cause I meant it,
Make sure a fucka don't forget it,
All my life was self protection,
Till these pussies wanna act passive aggressive,
Now I'm shittin and skippin up in your section

BANG (Prod. by PVNEX)

Why you have to go do it?
Speak it like you been through it
Tryna make me go stupid
Talk down to me like i'm too foolish
Like i'm too foolish
Why you have to go do it?
Speak it like you been through it
Tryna make me go stupid
Talk down to me like i'm too foolish
Like i'm too foolish

I'm just noticing the way you walk about,
Hide around, fuckas hide around,
You talkin gospel,
But they'd rather listen to some fuckin hand me down,
Never living what they speakin about,
And not the usual violence,
It's false profits and false promise,
To be honest I pad lock it,
Rather swallow the 30 than jump into your moshpit,
You just a kid that ain't shit,
You giving nothing but your nonsense

So faithful, they prayin for stable
Dashing for labels
Livin for fables, and tales of the grateful
Lookin for a seat at the table
But don't wanna deal with the struggle for the break through
Hope you know i fucking hate you
I hope the world don't fucking bait you
And you just think that time is gonna save you

This shit ain't bout you bitch
Better tuck a lip before i finna bust it in
You fuckin pricks led my mans to this
Now you wanna act like mental been the first thing on your list
You selfish, he dealt with
All the times he's helping
The people never accept him
Only just expect him
To be some perfect blessin

His last thoughts was probably about is mama's smile
And all those times she talked him down for miles
Thought about his friends and the laughs he kept filed
Won't be around for his sister, or her first child
Worst of all he adding more bodies to his daddy's pile
All this death in the family, his pops his going wild
His mama only sleep inside room, repeating his vinyl
Looking up to the ceiling, while the air leaving my person

I said 'fuck that'
Rope burning when i cut it off my lungs, trapped
Coughing, exhaustion, feeling where my heart at
I'm still beating, still kickin, i'm still breathing, i want life, want power, i want seasons, i want nights, i want reason, see all the blessings that i have and ain't no more needed
Ain't no more needed

Life Treatment

Set to my case,
Wanna let it pop pop pop,
Face no trace when escape, pop pop pop
Fucka go froze ice, pop pop pop pop
Go straight to the fucka brain, pop pop pop
And I let the bitch freak,
And the bitch gone geek,
Need a problem from,
I don't wanna see see,

Think we just a little different,
Loved a bitch before but never missed it,
Who was I kidding, I'm one for the distance,
Don't talk at all unless it's triple digits,
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it,
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it,
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it,

Bitch want smoke,
Hoe I gotchu,
Bring that same pace,
Who goin stop you,
Living fake fake bitch I spot you,
Feign for the digits I been locked too,
Selfish as fuck,
I got lists I can't cut,
I got a problem to talk,
Bitch don't bring it to us,
We don't fly with the fucks,
Know you lookin for such,
I just peep what I must,

Bitch I know it's a problem,
I ain't tryna show why I got em,
Everybody know how I drop in,
Bitch show face when he poppin,
Tryna find ways through my process,
I ain't been trippin with my progress,
I'm a bit much for the digest,
Watch them come up just to digress,

I'm crashin, feel fantastic,
Throwing hands when I get too active,
Bitches only come around for the traction,
Tryna act like I already have it,
My world my own, my tragic,
Thoughts been too much for action,
Thoughts been too much for action,

Money never came in,
Private schools never handled my patience,
Barely keepin up with the fuckin payment,
Matter of fact we ain't never had savings,
Mold on the ceiling that I'm prayin,
Too much to explain, so I vacant,
No lapse, I go back to the pavement,
Keep my life out your mouth and ya statements,

And I let the bitch freak,
And the bitch gone geek,
Need a problem from,
I don't wanna see see,
And I let the bitch freak,
And the bitch gone geek,
Need a problem from,
I don't wanna see see,

Set to my case,
Wanna let it pop pop pop,
Face no trace when escape, pop pop pop
Fucka go froze ice, pop pop pop pop
Go straight to the fucka brain, pop pop pop
Bitch want smoke,
Hoe I gotchu,
Bring that same pace,
Who goin stop you,
Living fake fake bitch I spot you,
Feign for the digits I been locked too,

Nameless,
Pussy boy ended up brainless,
Bitch too bad, too shamless,
Fuck around, make a bitch famous,
I don't wanna feel where the pain is,
I don't wanna feel where the pain is,
Nameless,
Pussy boy ended up brainless

Nameless,
Pussy boy ended up brainless,
Bitch too bad, too shamless,
Fuck around, make a bitch famous,
I don't wanna feel where the pain is,
I don't wanna feel where the pain is,
Nameless,
Pussy boy ended up brainless


Dirty Talk (Prod. by Red Rxxm & Biv)

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

Cyclops Ft. CXRPSE, nAvvvi, JAMES GORCZYCA, Saint Sleep (Prod. by Red Rxxm)

Bitch give me a minute,
I ain't never need forgiveness,
Don't come round my set to visit,
Boy don't speak without permission,
I got reasons why I'm distant,
Fuck the business,
Fuck the business
Show that pretty lil face,
You can't hide from what you ain't,
Holy Motherfuckin sake,
Percentage of the fake,
Can't escape they self hate,
What's ya rate?
You want more than you can take,
Bitch what I say

No new friends,
I sit 10 toes down because I can,
Mistake me once, but don't again,
All this talk of Badland,
You fuckas need a friend,
Somethings gotta end,
Either my life,
Or yours instead

Stickin with the system,
Stick to victim,
Cause it's easy livin,
All the thoughts a given,
Trust me when you listen,
All my friends is different,
We don't like the way you skippin,
You step bro caught up in ya fuckin mission

Still been automatic,
Fuck the status,
Keep my pockets flockin 
Out my jacket,
Stack ya fabric,
That boy bummy fashion
Funny how they matching,
Fuck ya problems,
I ain't askin,

Run your shit,
Seen this world get crumbled quick,
Your claim to fam be fathered in,
Speak your conscience till we pullin in,
Pussies got no problems then,
Bitch go make a friend,
Or make some bands,
Come correct, come take ya chance,

Love myself, so I talk,
Speak the wealth, they don't walk,
Talk the smoke, they don't want,
Bitch boy hit the block,
Stomp that bitch out, mozeltoff
Stomp that bitch out, mozeltoff

Run, run, rabbit run, bitch boy run it up
Run, run, rabbit run, bitch boy run it up
Run, run, rabbit run, bitch boy run it up
Run, run, rabbit run, bitch boy run it up
Run run,
Run run,
Run, run, rabbit run, bitch boy run it up
Run run,
Run run,
Run, run, rabbit run, bitch boy run it up

Funny Guy

LYRICS:

(SCISSOR)
So fucking paranoid I sit back wait for my heart to explode
Fucking weak that I can't bring myself to rest in my own home
I got issues that I'm dealing with so let me be alone
Take a polaroid of all my fears pin it to my dome

Nothing left
Drained all the blood that I've bled
I'm blind
Only colour that I see is red
I'm ashamed of the skin that I've shed
I dine
Only thing that I taste is led

Insomnia got me picking at my flesh
And my paranoia got me in a fucking mess,
Ima
let loose
In a mess
Ima
Let loose cuz I feel death prowl

I hit up homie like yo biv let's make them fucking scream
Scizzy and mercy the hardest the underground has seen
Shit got me dizzy get gritty my aura coloured green
Schoolboy Q in this bitch banking those collard greens

Sick of all of you leeches
Scene is in pieces
I gotta fix this shit
I am all of your weakness
You are just schemas
You cannot trick me bitch
Think that you got potential driving all of those fucking rentals boy
You gotta weak mental all you trap boys
think you metal

(BIV)
Wig split,
Finna put that bitch up on my hit list,
Dip shit, told me I was nothing so I pissed it,
Off with my wrist slit, coughin up my bitch fit,
Miss this, couldn't find they lane so I picked it,

Fuck a budget,
Bitch I'm showing up with something,
I can tell that I mean nothing, yuh
Fuck a budget,
Bitch I'm showing up with something,
Why you caught up all the sudden?

Fuck, what they sayin,
I got times a wastin,
You ain't never save him,
Boy don't test my patience,
Only in your statements,
Who the fuck you playin?
How you finna make it?
Bitch don't keep me waitin,

(SCISSOR & BIV)
Fucked up
You ain't tryna see me when I'm fucked up
Fucked up
You ain't tryna see me when I'm fucked up

(BIV)
Put a rack in homie's hand, just because I can,
Still ain't good enough for man, get more than I plan,
Smoke a couple packs and think they livin off the land,
Home of the free, caskets for the broke and damned,

I'm better off workin nights,
Not the vulture type, but still the one to earn my stripes,
Tryna get my money right, put fam in better light,
Then eat a 30 clip and call this shit a life

(SCISSOR & BIV)
Fucked up
Fucked up, Fucked up
Fucked up
Fucked up, Fucked up
Fucked up
Fucked up, Fucked up
Fucked up
Fucked
You ain't tryna see me when I'm,
Fucked up
Fucked up, Fucked up
Fucked up
Fucked up, Fucked up
Fucked up
Fucked up, Fucked up
Fucked up
Fucked up, Fucked up

CHARCHOAL Ft. Van Lawson (Prod. by Biv & Van Lawson)

Fuck what they have,
Bitch what it do?
Talk out ya ass,
No spit for the truth,
Light up ya pack,
Light up the stoop,
They fire it back,
They make you the news,
Fuck what they have
Bitch what it do,
What it do,
What it do,
What it do,
Bitch what it do

BLCKK HAS NOT SENT LYRICS


Nobody need all the shit they want,
God made dirt just to bury you off,
No plans for the lost, they better for cost,
Pay for the pills, pay for a talk,
Money make these fucks gorilla walk,
Lies is all they ever taught, scenes of dreams they never caught,
Skippin through my mental,
Find out where the past been at, I run it back,
Cross the line for extra time, I'm running back,
You too fake, bitch bes relax,
Don't get attached, none of it lasts
None of it lasts,
Don't get too attached, don't get too attached 

Bitch what it do,
Bitch what it do,
Bitch what it do,
Bitch what it do,
Bitch what it do,
Bitch what it do,
Bitch what it do,
Light up the stoop,
Make you the news,
Light up ya pack,
Light up the stoop,
Bitch what it do,
Bitch what it do,
Bitch what it do

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