never2much

LA [p.streo]

balenciaga [p.treetime]

SRT (wake up)

OMFG / SO ALIVE [p. kashpaint]

Life's Not Fair! Prod.Lightskinjay

Arc’teryx

MISDIRECTION (6narle)

(chorus)
put the g to his head
some like the georgia dome
met your bitch at the club last night
i don’t think she coming home
and i got the glock, imma roam
yea i’m walking through this bitch alone
and that bitch wanna take off her thong
i’m cool on it
i’m cool on it
i’m cool on it
i’m cooling it
yea i’m cool
and she don’t like me, say i’m rude
yea i put that boy right on the news
in a high speed, do the zoom
smash the gas, make it go “vroom”
at the top spot, ain’t no room
at the top spot, ain’t no room

(verse)
my niggas smoking that strong
and my unc, he selling that strong
blacked out shades nigga, in my zone
give a fuck nigga, put it on
pop out the cut like a bone
headshot, face shot, then we gone
hitting that bitch like a gong
then i beat on my chest, king kong
my name ringing bells, ding dong
‘cause these niggas be shit, they dung
and she like the way that i sing, but she don’t listen to the words i sung
and i know my words be going over niggas heads, but i’m having fun
yea, im having fun
fuck nigga better run

(chorus)
put the g to his head
some like the georgia dome
met your bitch at the club last night
i don’t think she coming home
and i got the glock, imma roam
yea i’m walking through this bitch alone
and that bitch wanna take off her thong
i’m cool on it
i’m cool on it
i’m cool on it
i’m cooling it
yea i’m cool
and she don’t like me, say i’m rude
yea i put that boy right on the news
in a high speed, do the zoom
smash the gas, make it go “vroom”
at the top spot, ain’t no room
at the top spot, ain’t no room

I'm Cool (Prod. Kvng Darko)

Why you wear dat vest prod.V2

lifelessgarments - flex (snippet)

Permanent Scars

RICH F!EN ft. Whoisjunee x Tresocold

no average flexa!

racks&pounds (prod. bw x amir)

[intro]
tru gonna start a riot (pshhh)
Yah
Yah
Oh yah oh yah
Oh yah
Yeah yeah yeah (Oh yah)

[chorus]
I wont speak for them
They wont speak for me
And that shit was pretend
And they was lyin' to me
No you not my friend
You can't get shit from me
I was broke back then
That's just how it used to be
Ran this shit up like it's track
I took your bag, there's no get backs
My bitch ain't rich but she got a rack
Bitch I'm the bomb like Obama wit Iraq
Get hit with the choppa better go think fast
I trickshot the hoe and hit off the map
Call of Duty with this toolie, wont lag
When I walk to the bank, oh yeah, I laugh

[verse]
Freestyled this shit yeah I better get credit
He talkin' down on C9 he get beheaded
They say "Tru goin' up" oh yeah that's where I'm headed
When I flirt with that bitch that lil hoe gettin' reddish
A lot on my mind but so much I don't mention
I see dreams of me makin' it while I wash dishes
I just wanna make it, there's way more than wishing
Oh imma ball hard just like the Pistons
I'm starvin' for this shit I'm so fuckin' hungry
I got a bad lil hoe she wanna suck me
Yo bank account that's small and disgusting
My bank account that shit big and eruptin'
I pull up with a big gun in the function
Hol- Hold up, wait you with the fuck shit?
I pull up with a big gun, It like my wrist get to bussin'

[bridge]
Never trust a hoe (Nah)
Put that on my soul (Put that on my soul)
Bitches in my head (Bitches in my head)
They tryna take control (Take control)
She gon' ride like slide (What?)
Cuz that's my lil hoe (That's my lil hoe)
Run up on me you dead (You dead!)
He full of bullet holes (Bow bow bow)

[chorus]
I wont speak for them
They wont speak for me
And that shit was pretend
And they was lyin' to me
No you not my friend
You can't get shit from me
I was broke back then
That's just how it used to be
Ran this shit up like it's track
I took your bag, there's no get backs
My bitch ain't rich but she got a rack
Bitch I'm the bomb like Obama wit Iraq
Get hit with the choppa better go think fast
I trickshot the hoe and hit off the map
Call of Duty with this toolie, wont lag
When I walk to the bank, oh yeah, I laugh

[outro]
I'm starvin' for this shit I'm so fuckin' hungry
I got a bad lil hoe she wanna suck me
Yo bank account that's small and disgusting
My bank account that shit big and eruptin'
I pull up with a big gun in the function
Hol- Hold up, wait you with the fuck shit?
I pull up with a big gun, It like my wrist get to bussin'

SPEAK FOR ME (lyrics in desc.) [all plats tmr]

OMFG / SO ALIVE [p. kashpaint]

iluvnigo / s0icysickö

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