Lyrics:

i tried and waiting for your actions to show
well i lied cause lately i dont want you to know
who i am its not for you anymore
so im walking out that door
 
you dont need me to come back im ready to run
you cant chase me down
im leaving you now i dont want you around
so please dont make a sound
im keepin my sanity fuck all humanity
mane i hate this town
but why am i running i need to be asking myself
please be proud
cause i know its hard to tell
that my soul is not for sell
but if i hold on longer
better bury me under

reasons for our departure
feeling torn when im without you
hear me pour like a faucet
i needed more but i lost it

NOT 4 U (PROD. HUMAN JUNIOR)

DEAD HIPPIE- TRIPPED OFF [PROD.BY 187RicKy]

LYRICS:
i got 87 problems and they all about myself
i can paint pefect picture of my life but i kant tell
tryin not to go to prison i just wanna stack my wealth
icemane undefeated in these streets you kan call this hell
iceland look sweet in the winter covered in sum snow
powder up your nose call my phone if ya fiending hoe
make it out a heaven mac11 just to get me home
always trained to blow i kant go nowhere without my pole
funk up in that trunk bass knocking as i ride the whip
picking up my potna on my way to go hit a lick
heard he got that yay ima need that before i split yo wig
no need to wear a mask kome n get it, you know where i live
want it back in blood kause im shiesty when i flick my wrist
kooking in the kitchen all night breaking down a brick
wrap it up and sell em whole trap house boomin by the store
liquor on my mind as im sipping on a 40 o
z got me seeing things thats ive never wanna see
rest in piece my dawgs wish ya saw when they krowned me king
I C E that man with a plan for us all to eat
kounting up my dividends now im looking oh so klean
playa fly bidnezz like the snizzoff that be hizzoff mane
klizzick on these bitches always tripping when you off the kain
watch me do my thang like a pimp ima sell this game
you kant get enough of me all these hoes know my name

i be in the kitchen water whipping while i spark a blunt
i been kooking rockk since a younging always slanging drugs
this is all i know kause my parents never taught me shit
homeless since a kid icemane finna flip a brick
trapping with two cell phones
motorola slanging kola all they want is that koke
serve you thru the burglar bars please kome alone
and if idk your name better take your azz home

we just got a pack break it down like its turkey day
we dont sell no grams only pounds so get out my face
playa slim got that lean po it up forget yesterday
xanax in my system with sum bitches that just wanna play
ive been in the mud doing drugs tryna ease the pain
every since i lost my brother i will never feel the same
money koming in and going out feel like the mailman
icemane be the type to beat yo ass if you tell man
never step foot inside my whip if you scared of jail
pistols i be packing bitch smackin hollow point shells
fail is not a word that i know all i hear is win
ive be doing me every summer pissing in the wind
fucking up the money you get smoked like brisket dawg
we be in the south fuck your klout this just bidnezz hoe
bitch im PLAYA MADE who is you? i dont talk to worms
icemane be so klean like sanitizer all i kill is germs
tell me whats the word what ya need and ill bring a bird
putting in the work in these street get yo azz murked
bitch you betta twerk when you fuck with me or my dawg
bring me in that money lil hoe this is for my squad

TRAPPIN' ON 2 CELL PHONES(PROD. GHOST TOWN)

BLUNT ON MY LIP FT. DEAD HIPPIE


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PRODUCED BY NED BUNDY.
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DROP IT OFF BEFORE I BURS
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ONCE AGAIN IM ON THESE STREETS
DRAG MY FEET ACROSS THIS DIRT
I PUT IN SO MUCH FUCKING WORK
UNTILL MY FUCKIN BODY HURT
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IS FULL OF FUCKIN HATE
BITCH POINT ME TO THE STASH BEFO
I PUT ONE IN YO FACE
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THE RABBITMANE WILL CATCH YO BITCH ASS 
WHILE YOU ALL ALONE
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SNEAKIN THROUGH YO HOME
TODAY IS NOT YO DAY 
IM PRAYIN FOR A BETTER WAY
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