piru - playboi carti (prod.adrian)

GOKU REMIX (remake bc i didnt post the og) (prod. Pierre Bourne)

IVE BEEN FEELIN! (PROD.CMWBEATS)

flippin it 🌸🌊 (feat.rocket) (p.cmwbeats)

LIGHT HOUSE (remix) (yeahitis + justxrolo)

Verse 1:
Yeah I show up to the party just to leave but pull up witta choppa yeah it got a beam
Yeah I got the fro yo
Bitch I got the tote yeah inside of it is a Glock 19
Pull up wit shawty she say 18
I ain’t gonna shoot you ain’t gotta worry
Sike bitch
I got a shotty and we finna run at yo bitch ass team
Show up to the party and my neck got a bling 
Pull out the outlet bitch yeah that thing
Pull up to Wendy’s and get a frosty 
Show up to a race like lightning McQueen 


Verse 2:
Yuh hey yuh 
I got a bitch and she gonna whip it out
That nigga bitch was fuckin her for the clout
Shout out to Rocket that nigga named kai
Shoot at a nigga the set him up hang dry
I got a plugg that nigga a spy
Cook it up roll up like Cory 
Bitches so dumb they sound so corny
So much rizz I made her horny
Sorry if I sound boring but let’s on track
Fuck that bitch I’m finna make her scream
Pull to that bitch with a bell no yeat
I just gotta tac and a new rari
She sucking my dick I’m making ice cream

Verse 5:
Altitude 
I told cut her to cut out her whole adittude uh
I’m in the back making moves
I’m in my bag getting nudes 
I’m in the back fucking bitches in school
I’m in the room, y’know it’s cool
I’m in the house and I stay making rules
The judge was right you know it’s true
Riding  around town yeah I’m the tool
Slicing this hoe with my sword in two 
Stay Shooting niggas there’s three
Starting a war I brung my machine
Bought a new car pink
He watched a vid y’know it’s the description it’s linked

Just to leave 2 (prod.zoni)

i made this like in march last time i was sick,
here’s the lyrics:

Verse:
You a lil ass jit cant pay for no stick
Hittin a lick and bitch this a hit
To many hoes they callin my phone
Gotta go fast fuck I’m in the zone
So many riches I stay with my bitches and
If nascar fast fuck I’m in a civic
For I be raising that score till it’s no more I’m keeping this blick
And if this bitch look better in person
“Fuck am I doin?” I’m just making shit workin
To many guns make whole body hurtin
Dip on a bitch then she vent to a person
This nigga think i am a fool for shootin?
Oh his whole gang mad at me? Then im swervin
He’s mad he got all his shit took
Finnesin then imma send him to work

kyrie irving if i was on it (old song)

so i had to filter the lyrics out so it sounds kinda off but yeah
also shout out rob bc he made this song originally 
song name: living for it - rob 


intro: 
aye 
fullback
hold on

verse:
nike tech fleece on my body not a t-shirt
have a niggas knees buckle have his knees hurt
rocking down the aisle with a strap
3pt line never lack
i had a body in the lobby with a real rich kit
have my shoes with my socks and a real big dick
have a hot tailed nigga lookin just like me
have a real rich nigga have to pay that fee
fullback never count it
like football never foul it
tackle him throw him off the bandwagon
fullback on that niqqa we wack him
make his hairline look real tragic 
i just caught a niqqa looking for a nic 
bought sum air forces yeah sum kicks
she a got fi- aw fuck

verse 2:
nike tech fleece on my body i just got hurt
throw a body in hearse while the heat feel worse 
i just need more extra seekers more extras beacons more extra t shirts 
feel like wonder how i am that bitch
and the flow go crazy cause i am kendrick
and feet on hold when i’m playing basketball
don’t stop at the hesi? shi u goin for a fall
run a nigga over with a fuckin rari
i just.. made it man yeah made the elites
i just do ts cause it’s ethereal come compare me to a fuckin lyrical

FULLBACK (living for it remix)

intro:
hop in the whip and i’m dashin it
they just do what i do no complaining shit
i got bands after bands yeah i’m hella rich
they just mad because they thinking i’m the bitch
but i’m feeling wonder cause i’m the bitch
i just got sum new fits yeah on fashion shit
i got drip on my body yeah i’m swimming it
vvs on my teeth yeah my gums are ripped 

verse 1: 
i drove around picked up many hoes
i got nikes on not them dumbass no foams 
she asked a number i got many phones
i am too late i might have to go
i went to the store for some cheerios
i got mad bc they had some lyrics holless 
i am one faced don’t compare to much
“i feel bad now” damn it sucks to suck
just don’t top me but don’t top down
if they hate you then they fucked now
“what do i do”? why you asking me
i hate a bitch nigga who don’t pay the fee
fuck her up now man your covers blown x2

chorus…

verse 2:
i caught that new pay check
41 41 41 41 grand, yeah bitch
top of the morning, its payless 
i just got my new homie uh fine bitch
shoot offa a perc and i’m  still hitting shots
i just seen two bitches they both smoke a lot
say it again i bet you gon get shot
on sum real shit i don’t even know how you stop
flexing my shit won’t ever stop x2
i’m in that rari we won’t ever flop
fuck her once dashin that don’t get the cops


chorus….


verse 3:
talk to much
talk to mf much
got the walk and i drip to much
had the flows but i drowned to much
got the bag and i dipped but once
on the light but flipped to much
i had to get it but i wasn’t enough
i put bands after bands for my crew that’s tuff
they found out a rip off they is not catching dubs
but hit the folks once and they all getting done
found a new richard miller diamonds rough
they stay away because they thinking they is tough 
shopping cart goin down the hill just once x2


chorus…

outro: 
i just got a whip, dipped huh yuh
shawty she sucking my dick uh huh
pull and skrr in tha bih huh yuh
pull up and blast on yah clique huh yuh
pull up in yo face paul chris uh huh
pull up to you crib and kick huh yuh
why you gotta be such a dick 
shawty said she take this dick uh huh

it (prod. ayowitty)

pole (prod668) (bany flow)

intro:
aye hold on 
24 bitch

verse 1:
i really come on here and do what i want
i make a hit again and all u niggas do is taunt
you make a backflip who cares what you on
i make a couple racks now everyone is on
yeah they can’t do it like me
the little man overyonder must wanna flee
the hat tricks are back and i’m coming back in the studio with the glock keep it tucked you a stupid hoe

verse 2: 
and everybody likes me
that’s just a known fact you probably ain’t know that 
i make more than 200 300k racks 
i got my new paycheck and no one can come back 
nigga come back you a dumb bitch get smacked 
i can’t be rusty so i bought me a new mac
called wambulance cuz a nigga wanna cry so loud 
bro thought this was preschool the way he wanna sing aloud 
ugh oh my god
these niggas wanna be me so bad get yo own clout
y’all niggas mad cuz i had yo bitch moanin
and y’all niggas cannot stay friends cuz shes homeless?
pretty much… yeah she’s homeless 
call me crystal waters the way this shit helped me
i may not do crack but y’all dumb niggas held me
yo shit ain’t look to good someone get help please

kais verse:
shes homeless verse whattt?!

24, two four, one door
my money stay stacked
i got prada, dior
and i cant help no more
man this shit wont suffice
i got 21 thoughts
but we party tonight

but im back now
stay on top the track like a crack dowm
i got money on my mind, i dont catch clowns
now im at the bread bank countin checks now
keep on playin wit me brodie u get shmacked down
where ya money at? u doin crack now
where ya clothes at, u look profound 
call me bojack, how i flee town

keep the new rakcs on me, uh
comin real close to 23', huh
baby i got all dis moneyyy, huh
i get real silly every week, huh

new year, new bands
real people, new friends
counting money, simple plan
collecting cash when i can

driving down on 35
i just cannot find the time
to let people in my life
im already losin my mind
i got new people one my line
i got racks on the incline
i dont care how much you try

try to make this money like i do
married to this money, boy i told dat bih "i do"
how u movin forward but u lookin behind u?
and yea the fire cookin when i get inside thy booth
if u got the money, man the powers inside u
but how will i know? if the powers inside me
i got this new money and my vision has went green
i crashed the new rari, cameracase is gon kill me

verse 4:
damn right i’m gon kill you
put this little bunny cage now she miss you
imma hop back on the beat and just slice 
not cory kenshin now i might go bike
hold on wait imma go be right back on mah 
 sh nigga sit back imma count for ya
and if he don’t want the beat don’t ask for em
and if don’t want this feat we gon laugh at em
hold onnn let him cook now
imma go get right for we crash now
wwe this is the smack down 
pushin it to for we might have to back down
wait hold on this the end now
they gon say hello to us and then it’s all good around
i got a rari its recked i’m not paying sh
i got 5 racks in just three months you lame a sh

SHES HOMLESS REMIX (feat. roqket)

jalen hurtz (prod.mathiastyner)

chorus:
so we shootin on that bitch block like stephen curry
that boy got a glock but een know bitch his eyes blurry
seen him on the block again bitch this turnt like regular show
seen you dawg up in the streets bitch this glock abt to blow

verse 1:
my neck ice cold call this subzero
i saved yo ass again and still call urself the hero?
i’m locked in sike i am locked out not switching roles
these 808s hittin make it for the rest of us
bitch you like the beat well i’m gate keeping shut the fuck
i’m hittin on you bitch back that shit sound so fucking dumb
these 808s hittin super hard it sound like duh duh duh

1:00.9
keep my mac 10 benili in the back 
he the grim reaper he likes doors unattached 
i walked in stu with 10 on me now the benz on me 
catch ya mans in stu i’m letting 10 on eem 
i might fly to the A go straight to the D 
if the D to cold i’m goin to the A 
popped a perc in the sky i feel like green bay 

verse 3:
popped the perc in the sky feel green bay
bitch i got glock bitch he running like it’s relay
and now i’m smoother than yo man feel like jordan poole
than again i see that ass shaking in the pool

chorus…

verse 4:
me n jupi boutta hit yo bitch like 1-2
see em on the streets again make him lose a fuckin tooth
bitch we boutta roll out i’m not feening for the moment
cops out again they popping sound like duh dub duh

chorus……

duh duh duh (feat.jupi) (prod. JR 808)

verse 1:
 on the beat just to kill y’all niqqas with this heat
it’s not a option not a plan so keep that in streets
i just be beat just be tired but i trust the process 
it’s not exact when i be saying i be be fumbling projects
it’s not exact when i be sayin i be with y’all hoes
but i keep it in the music and it fuckin shows
and then y’all keep the thoughts in yall brain so i can show
how to flip it like magicians on the fuckin road

verse 2:
“so cb how you do it how you be the man?”
i aint understand but i think that y’all can land
but i think that y’all can do if you keep yo mental too it
always gotta keep it comin never always keep on frontin
like a bitch 
niggas weird
so am i but i atleast i ain’t gotta fear
on my mind keep the clip like i shot a fuckin deer like a race man i gotta steer
this coryxkenshin music get up out the way
shoot there goes a drill rapper so we got away
and if y’all niggas think i’m done sh y’all fucking wrong this is the beginning where it all starts fuck y’all.

yes or no% (prod. braydon potts)

so i’ve always wanted to try this ethere-plugg fusion thingy with rap in general so this was rlly fun to makes


verse 1:
you nga gon die rq
yuh i put this ice on my wrist
i put this ice on yo bitch
i got the pack on my map
shawty wan go take a nap
imma slap you with the pack 
like a contract i sign with the pact 
like a pack of wolves 
got this bitch and she giving me dome 
pop out da cut goin straight home
that nigga is worthless he knows and it shows
i’m punching that shit idc care if it’s his
i’m trynna hustle trynna get rlly rich

verse 2:
like paris i wanna make treaties
lights out nobody can see me
(Adlibs)
gotta be quiet
flex on the inst 
pull every bitch
i’m sly like a cooper nobody know i be stealing this treasure
i be grabbing extra testing me gat gonna meet ya
and if you not wit us we shootings hoe
got more bars like a plumber like mario
ethere- ethereal this is not like other song this ain’t no lyrical
i can see through your lyric holes if you wanna get like me you fuck it then come on the road
we up in the calabasas in la
im boutta freestyle ts come ride wit us
(freestyle)


verse 3:
and you thought i was done
nigga dumb thought he could be us
like fortnite i’m pulling in bus
little kid but he can cuss
football i’ll leave u concussed
you nga gon die rq yuh i put this ice in my veins
 i’ll make yo life be at stake even better i’ll put you on a frame

outro
i don’t wanna go home cuz we js started 
push buttons then we launch it
flash bang like what happens 
is this yo man? come and get from the market 
because we put a price on his head
and we know u not paying the bail
thought all of this would be yours? 
you not better than me you are dead

calabasas (lyrics in desc) (prod. ADturnup)

REPARATIONS REMIX (slowed and reverb)

chorus
hah yuh i told him
open up if you don’t have the funds
i told him stand up if he trynna catch my glove
this music shit so real to the point i don’t  exist
i got the third eye in my pants call that the blick

verse:
now wait lemme take a second
add or less my adolescence 
gotta find the fun times my young mind
is outta ships and outta shipping like the first day delivery gotta dip
and it never cost me much when i try to get ‘em
fit in like a laundry basket
gyat damn like that ass was fat and 
don’t ask when i track location
go fast like i run in races 
in shape but i run in place and…
this shit is real i don’t like to fake a nigga
out with that spill, the shit that i smell
i be writing down my lyrics
cook up like i am physics 
class damn nigga your music ass 
hell this shit is tighter than the rope 
this shit is tighter than my hope i’m clinging onto
it’s best if youn even want to

chorus….

roqkets verse:
man these ethereal lyrics is what i been on
double dose the meds pour the water when i sip on
took me two months and two blunts for me to write songs i like

man i opened up my mtfkin third eye
see the clearest lyrics now this music shit is old highs
got the biggest blick i’ll aim that bitch up at yer lower thigh
damn, that shit too easy,
i can write w my eyes closed
i can write ez peasy 
or breezy,,
its wtvr u prefer
i got plenty of money i take my honey to splurge
i go stupid go dummy on a beat w some words
man its honestly funny, the fact that i wont deter

told [mingus] (feat.roqket)

lyrics:
told him get to choosing if we don’t we choosing for him
i don’t need no application cuz you that i was for’em (forum)
foreign whip floor it bitch yeah we outta town
yeah you know we dashing that put me straight right to the ground 
yeah i’ve been thru the traffic feel like iverson 
i be ballin nba trynna be the champions 
trynna be the best
trynna go against the system
y’all be acting copy n paste gotta get thru it at my pace
my pace yall cannot match yall rush this ain’t no match
gotta get it no competition 
in the sky like it’s the vision
boutta dip like you got too high
greened out he ain’t in the sky
hit man i’m in disguise 
not gay i ain’t into guys
full throttle be on my time
you u cool just please don’t lie
@ me cuz i want the time,
place numbers that bitch he wants an offer
i told him run to unc i’ll bet he’ll get an offer
soon after i’m tying shoes
working trynna get some news and when i want this shit to happen it’ll be the heat i’m packing
when i get hs i’m js trynna be known 
i’m not talking popular not the king of my throne 
fuck all of the rizz shit
icing up my wrist bitch
talking  can get you hit bitch
that’s why i stay on my shit that’s why i stay on my own
wanna honestly like be gone 
gonna focus by my lone 
not opium like destroy lone
not opium like ken carson
act a fool that’s dead wrong
you the one who giving money
keep it you gon need sum 
yeah beat it just like micheal jackson
talk down you gon be gone 
yeah talk down i’m hittin some 
punching in like the matrix 
back 2 when i was saying shit
i rlly don’t want a friend group 
that sh ain’t gonna stay strong js wanna focus on self
when needed i’ll ask 4 help
no questions i’ll be in doubt but in the end i’ll be good in the end i’ll be fine
but in the end it’s my life i’ll do what i want don’t uhhh
don’t do what i say bitch it’s yo life live however you want on yo own cord
don’t call me like discord 
when you down man just hit the lord
i’ll be good man in the mean time just sit back yeah and do the time

do the time [yan] (lyrics in desc)

so this is gonna be my last single before i drop working overtime coming out this month so yuhhh. i won’t be dropping music for a while so enjoy this single while i go to work, imma let y’all know tho the production throughout the album (keyword: throughout) so imma try to make it better😭 but anyways shout out neko for this crazyyy beat.


lyrics:
you thought i wasn’t gon slide on the beat
she asked what i want nigga i said some beef
i do not eat pork but i eat sum else
i carry these racks in my  trunk you could tell
i follow my dreams like a mf never 
 oh you want a feat? i wouldn’t letcha 
come catch this heat like it’s fuckin miami
when we move we gon move like it’s a stampede
and they thought i wouldn’t snap on this beat
pour up a cup yeah pour up some lean
gave to bro but that nig threw it up
brought it again told the nigga shut up
drive around yeah we go to club
two my homies in the cut f it up
2 big guns on my side betta duck
i might be a bitch
but that do not matter cuz i’m not a snitch
oh yeah i forgot my rari 
pull up in a white car and some kicks
shootin my gun while down 35th
y’all niggas know i might keep it 100%
bounce on the beat like a mf frog
tune to my show my niggas are dogs
shoot at some nigga thru fog yeah no glaz
i’m boutta give y’all niggas heart attacks

SHOUT OUT NEKO! (prod.nekocore) (check desc)

verse 1:
you tied back, can’t get back out better call that ambulance.
we sent that bitch back to streets neva give her chances fam 
i hit him one time that bih betta get back fo i get to slam
i hit the sig like 2k betta get the fuck out
you in and out betta choose one
not chop the dog but i got one
you know i hit all my homies tell ‘em we got pack
i’m selling my rick owens
sike i can’t afford that
get the rest i said no bap
aaron judge how i hit the bat
nah do not talk bout a bitch
told him that his music is wack
i keep rocket on me like kai
don’t play me do or die 
yeah get back fo i get the mac 
all games but it ain’t no price tag

verse 2:
hold on lemme switch the flow yeah you know how it goes
bring me back to the show bring me nun or bring mo 
get the pack run the lap it’s the same every day 
one my time once again like whiplash don’t be late
and they say i’m bringing in fake why frontin y’all bitches is lame
and with niggas it always be cap stay running or stay further away
not drill rap ain’t name drop but ik that some of yall niggas are stupid
i get money at presses of buttons
i go crazy in parties it’s funky
not carti but i’m feeling her stummy 
made a deal with a many it go dummy
and this sh goes crazy like bump
iin the trap yeah yk that it bumps
14 but no babysantana
mixed bitch and she sit in my lap
and you know that imma tap
like water i’m keeping it tapped

credit shows (prod. yan)

intro:
and these 808s get yo heart bumping
i feel like a giant i must get to stomping
you crashin this rari but i might need to work
this drum go so crazy like african woods
dump at a nigga for sayin this ass
yeah dump at a nigga for…

verse 1:
yeah dump at a nigga for sayin i’m trash
i be making bangers like back to back
but back to reality i am just spitting my words
and no one can combat me actually 
action wise i am the best
when on beats you know i’m a test 
yeah none like the rest 
you full of distress
when you with me i’ll make sure you won’t ever rest so let’s skip the bed
 

verse 2:
wait hol onnn 
let’s skip bed baby kno this sh fire
speak on behalf of me make you retire
i’m sharp like a knife oh i’ll make you flat tire
in rari might go ride right down 35th
i’m bricked like i’m ben simmons not wearin 25
how many holes in this shirt idk maybe nine?
put me to work oh i’m gonna do overtime

verse 3:
yuhh ride on the rail i’m not talking jet set radio
put this beat to his ears make his brain explode
put a bean in my cup its gon make me float
weather app on my phone said it’s fire
find a beat and i’m skippin through 
and you want hoe who’s gonna see it through
and the rest of the time hope you listening 
and you wastin a dime hope you feelin it
i feel like my old self i’m rapping like this
i do not like 21 me he’s a bitch
you noticed my lyrics they change a lot
this albums gon show u an awful lot
a lot of the things that i think
push of a button
yeah my experience 
push of a button it’s gon be like this
yeah pushin my buttons yeah boy you bitch 

chorus…


verse 4:
hold on calm down my voice because i’m straining my cords
calm down my mind cuz i’m yelling
go fast on beat there’s no tellin
calm down get yo head in shape
stay mad you can keep with the hate
trust god he’s the only way
i don’t feel like talking boy you betta get to leavin
sample go so crazy shout out cmw beats man
it’s crits i’m hearing so we betta tune out
i don’t wanna get mad i don’t wanna shout loud 
decibels increasing 
i don’t want no heat man
i just wanna sleep in
there’s not much time for cleanin 
leave it where it is
idc for 20 in cash
these ppl crazy when it comes to price tags

skip the bed/calm down (prod.mbrk+cmwbeats)

youtube (feat.jaysinz) (prod.GLLTTTBAOWW)

lyrics:
aye listen
you is not a chemist if you don’t how to mix this
flow is clean as butter man you do not wanna miss this 
you still reaching at the top to shi never gonna drop
shining like the brightest diamond rihanna never top 
boutta bring folks in
attitude important 
wearing boots as black as night 
you’ll prolly never phone in
gate keeping the watch but i will say it’s not the rollin (rolex)
one two three you’re out strikeout no bowlin
now what if cb beat his mans up cuz he not in focus
all my friends are weird asf but y’all are still important 
boutta bring some foreign chips like that ish was imported
i don’t not do the most so takes notes
yeah my mind is goated
you floatin know it writin like a poet
my phone boutta set on fire the way im takin notice
my mind is like a globe you’ll find some things you might not know
boutta bring this cameracase i’ll put you on my show
hosted by lyrical miracle name is cameracase
but lemme switch it up before you contenders can take my place
cuz they can cheat the system
because they always listen
i tune them bitches before they take over my vision
they push and shove acting like i was they fuckin sister
i made a promise to myself trying be the differ
these people on a mission but it’s the same so what difference 
i might just clear the picture maybe not but let’s not bitch it

talk show (prod.goldmatter) (earlsweatshirtremix)

shit…
shout out rockettt

chorus:
*screams*
damn i pour that lean up
pulling out my rari now shawty wanna speak up
walking out the cut and now i’m trynna lift my beam up
nigga got me tight he gonna make lift my beam up
i just pulled a body out that bag call that boxers gift
buddy talking stupid finna hit him with that stocking gift
cosmo and wanda nigga i just need a fuckin wish
little kid trynna see me oh that boy a make a wish?

verse 1:
hold on wait a minute shout out to rockysss
i’m boutta hit ‘em with my flow i feel like k flockyy 
pull up with to my shawty she trynna see my cockyyy 
got two twin guns yeah i got yeah the twin glockiies
call me up brother man i’m boutta make this blood flow
no red circulation call that’s crips code
put the dot to his sight call a morse code
way i’m dashing on you bitches see my eyes glow…

bridge:
damn like whatchu you twin?
cb on the beat he gonna make about a million
i can make y’all niggas dance so js hop in 
switching up my style like i’m wonder please just tap in

chorus..


verse 2:
dayumm
it’s like i’m up now
walking on y’all graves the ancestors gonna duck down
feel just like pornhub the way the fuckin drums sound
walking in that store mask up shit go baow baow
shout out to jay nigga you know that puerto rican
met a tall white girl now she trynna get to teasin
he like a little kid crying for no fucking reason
imma end this right here js cs i ain’t got no lyrics🤷🏾

coin snatcher

I make enough mistakes
And it feels like she's the only one that hears the things I say
So if for any reason there's some miscommunication or I'm lying to her face
My immaturity and habits getting in the way
'Cause I can barely breathe and I don't know how I'll explain myself this time
Wish it wasn't a case of this time
But why can't I be any other boy
That doesn't need a hand in love?
Someone that I would trust
But how did I fail
To give you all the love that you deserve?
When you're the only thing that's worth what life is worth
And I don't mind if you hate me
'Cause, baby, if I were you, I would probably hate me too
I said that I don't mind if you hate me
'Cause, baby, if I were you, I would probably hate me too

Untitled by rex orange county (cover) (bonus)

outro (takeamoment) (prod. dreamypie)

lyrics
k-k- keeping on messin wit my head
i don’t know wtf he said
 i don’t know why tf he dead
don’t- don’t know why tf he bled
i don’t know why tf he-
go aim with that choppa that muzzle..
i be cookin that bread yeah bout dozens
breaking that bank get the duffle
idk why u keep with the hustle
u better chill back n js-
u better chill back or js leave
like jackson i’m finna lean
.0 gpa that boy betta leave😭
that boy finna leave yeah dk what he on
76.2 gonna take out his dawg
take out his i mean take out his bro
put me to work and i’m gettin that dough..
yeah get me to atms all of them gone
yeah kai on this beat finna send em to-
FUCK

,,FUCK
762, man dat boy betta DUCK
i dont get paid, so i dont give a fuck🙅
i dont get paid but im smokin these runtz😵‍💫
damn 😭😭
get onna track n go crazy
craddle the beat like a baby
bite on these ngas like rabies

idgaf idgaf
took 1 puff, straight 2 his lungs
shot dat nigga 3 times, he dont tote no guns🙅
man dat pussy boy broke, he dont got no funds

you know dat boy a bitch we dont pass his lighter
u know dat boy a snitch when he work to retire
u know ya boy got hella money cus im gettin higher
and u kno ya boy hella funny cus my hoes r fire

dis short ah beat😭

st4ruggle (cv91d remix) (feat roqket)

verse:
(song starts at 0:43)
and y’all niggas done thought 
i made it
bitch i ain’t neva gon make it
pull out my choppa gon make his ass brainless  i pray to god for my sins cuz i ain’t shameless 
this food is so good bih i’m feeling fanum
heartbreak so cold so i’m never gone land em
offa plane bitch i am boutta crazy
mood swings don’t lie bitch i’m goin thru cycles
been overthinking since day one it’s a cycle 
catch me on the field i’m holding my rifle
they swear that they real but they stay on that triffle 
ill stay at this angle with my mf eyes closed
shut 
feelin this beat mind shown 
i will be open no time for no that grind tho
it’s okay to be open 
once i was quiet but now im like HI HOEEEEE
huh
and i’m fuckjng this nah i’m js playin ion do that sh
i’m a good kid generations fucked
cuz i’m not at the top to go run that shit
fuck a vape nigga i need different attention 
cuddle somebody i need some affection 
my new friends are real cuz they all open up to me
i’m a good person just come here to wait and see


bridge:
sike bitch you thought it was over
i’m boutta be outer space like a rover
you need to vent yeah just come right on over
*insert cool vocals here*

verse 2:
yeah i need to run
imma bout to go run up and slice em with one
ion know what to say to this person i’m done
social anxiety fucked up man i’m shut
man what the hell 
i’m in a clique but treat me like a ghost
been like this since middle school not for show
man fuck middle school shit was a joke
been wanting someone who won’t fucking ignore me
i’m boutta get dropped of like im an apple trees
become a dropout betta wish that was easy
stay in class man this shit got me sleepy
moral of it you gon do some support
wether it’s parents or brothers they’re yours
don’t be fraid of feelings it hurts
man i will be empathetic as a fuck
trynna help ppl, myself with this music
i’m gonna heal ppl with all this music
i hope you can hear my soul thru this music…
i hope the trauma can heal cuz this music

i hope my music helps you guys (prodwaale)

verse:
when you talk to me nigga look down 
i’m on the beaches yeah put on my crown
uppin with kanx we taking the town
fuck the bitch we taking the states
fake ass gun nigga you shooting blanks
taking yo life but not taking the blame
i’ll be the one with my head on the pedestal
iron sights nigga please use the reticle 
you weird man got get away from you
real talk yeah niggas be lying
only time they care is when you is crying 
only time they care is when you get up in they face 
the more that you mad they open the case
they wanna be right
i’m pulling the trigger 
she pulling my pants and i’m js getting bigger
me and kanx we might shoot up place
talk down on us we gon run at ya face
smoking this pack is the end of the day
ending this song yeah shit it’s getting late

night time (featkenakanx) (prodcmwbeats)

boy this song was so hard i swear😭too bad i aint finish it

with a glock (prod. mbrk) (unfinished)

Chorus:
Fuckin wit me then stay on this beat
Just like soccer I’m usin these cleats
Gotta stay purple but add some violet
Omg there he is I’m finna riot
Gotta go stealth mode gotta go quiet 
My boy over there he raised by his momma the greatest yeah he the best he the kindest

Verse 1:
I’m these racks and getting these bags
I’m getting these stacks 
I’m flipping this money like pancakes and they on my ass 
I’m feelin the rush go through my veins like in Alcatraz 
Me and bro know that we lit wit it for the grand packs
Packs like packages back wit the album skits
For the entertainment and for the activists
Hackers Like John Doe chillin in the condo with four placed windows and for the cargos 
Bro I got the tote yo and it’s filled wit go go squeeze got the antidote yeah yo boy got to froze 
From all the diamonds not talking Minecraft
Hop I’m my minecart and let’s go riding


Verse 2:
Yuh aye yuh aye
Gonna be real go- gon- gonna be real 
Yo music is ass I listened to it turned that shit off and put it straight in the trash yeah in the trash
The water is leaking but not more the playboi cartis real extra beats my
Self esteem isssss idk
Pull off a scheme hope it’ll work “no”
Thought he could get rid of me
Get the others then we can talk by more of less I still have my team

Add that violet 💜 (prod . justxrolo) (remake)

falling out the sky (remix) (featroqket)

He/him
more music coming soon, gonna try and make more real and authentic music from me.
rip lj..

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