GOD DID

BEAUTIFUL (feat. Future & SZA)

Me bruddas holdin weight he put it in the dashbox 

Produced By Shmack

me bruddas holding weight he put it in the dashbox
baggy prada jeans and me hoodies made of black fox 
riding in the night i skrit into the back lot
girls in me phone and there begging me for back shots 

chav bird said i’m sexy for a emo 
i told her gracias and she thinking im latino
when i make it to the top i will never have an ego 
just show me all the doe so i can grab another kilo 

imma smoke and the collapse 
im floating from the wax
im just a pretty boy i dont be toting up the straps 
i dont be posing at the trap 
because im rolling me pack 
rockstar kid ya see the clothing and me cap

japanese leather all the bitches think am famous 
spending every pound because the money is contagious 
take a trip from amsterdam i tell the pilot go to vegas 
mastermind shit i had them thinking that they played us 

but they couldn’t guess me 
now im the guest suite 
had a bird over early then fucked her bestie 
they tried to name the best three 
all they said was esdee 
clean sweep into these man i think me god has blessed me

Gracias

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LYRICS:
I’m floating ‘round, 4 AMs,
Chilling out in Estate Ken’s.
That summer-spring collection just got bagged,
You’re still on the same trends.

I’m the same kid with the same friends,
Posted up in the same ends.
Riding ‘round in that A-Benz,
I’ve got VVS, you’ve got fake gems.

Lad, I burst through like a rhino,
Smoked out — no pyro.
Keep mask up on me face, kid, and it’s all black,
Gotta lie low.

Drugs white — albino,
If you know, then I know.
Where did all of that time go?
I see pyramids — no Cairo.

I’m bold, I’m eager,
She’s loving my demeanour.
I just did shrooms in Malibu,
And I’m seeing shit so clearer.

I’m an animal — hyena,
I was mean, but I just got meaner.
As a kid I always was a leader,
Achieve that shit, then I come back cleaner — I clean ya.

I’m the boy, I’m the boss,
I take all of the stock — I don’t care what it cost.
I put fire to crops,
Had to flip that rock, had an OZ. in me socks.

3.5 in me bills,
When I walk in the gaff, lad, I give man chills.
Two halves of the pills —
You’re never gonna see these bussdown grillz.

I’m the hardest out of this century,
These other man, they can’t step to me.
No handout, I give an extra fee —
I’m the male version of ecstasy.

Got a vendetta with the deputy,
No debt on me ‘cause you’re dead to me.
I’m walking ‘round with no weaponry,
And no little shit would try mess with me.

I’m floating ‘round, 4 AMs,
Chilling out in Estate Ken’s.
That summer-spring collection just got bagged,
You’re still on the same trends.

I’m the same kid with the same friends,
Posted up in the same ends.
Riding ‘round in that A-Benz,
I’ve got VVS, you’ve got fake gems like bahh.

Century

I like it here, I think I'll stay for a little - this was the phrase that struck me last night when I wrote this, and I found myself looping this melody over and over, for nearly 45 minutes, lost in it. I wanted to share that with you all <3

infinite

i made this in class and finished it today :)

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Bluud Redd (@1BluudRedd)

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