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[ENVIOU$]
rollin up so many blunts
bitch I don’t know what to do
ridin with ZETTA and MUDAH
you know that we movin 
i got me my new crew 
bitch I keep my blade tucked
keep a strap we bout to shoot
yeah you know that’s how it is
and you know that’s what it do
i’ve been chokin, overdosing
hoping that I’m okay
thinkin the weed will ease the pain
but it never feels the same
mane I need a new escape 
but I guess I’ll spark a j
man I’m always feelin drained
this is just another day

[RO$ETTA]
take the buddha, roll it up
mothafucka light the blunt
and let it pass around
til our lungs get stuffed
cuz i need to get little bit faded
before i get paid 
it just lightens my spirits up so
when you see me around, about
all in your area, know that i’m never not high
just look in my eyes, are they low?
are they red? am i never not one with the sky?
you know, i’m stoned 
a couple of hoes and i’m making them blow O’s
you know, we smoke
so pull out the ink let me light up that indo
dro got me slurring
vision blurry cuz i’m off that ink
lay back in my bed 
it hit my head that w-e-e-d

[MUDAH]
smokin a blunt to relax 
and take the stress up of my mind 
MUDAH been going and going 
through all the emotions 
it’s time to take that flight 
roll up the blunt
light that shit up
and turn them motherfucking speakers up
ILL MINDED ready to blow
explode from all the fucking indo smoke 
so just for the night 
i leave that shit behind
and roll with ILL MINDED and vibe 
you know we slowly creeping with the 9 
ride through 505
you know we blowing smoke 
and getting high 
that’s ILL MINDED style 
roll up the joint
and set that bitch on fire
sending us straight to the sky

HIGH IN THA 505

HIGH IN THA 505 (PROD. RO$ETTA)

Lyrics:
(Tragiic)
Im fillin my cup wit some liquor
Nah fuck it im downin the bottle
I wanna feel something
Im makin mistakes with these dirty decisions
I look at my face in the mirror, im not livin
I hit up my dealer for smoke when im sippin
I hit up my homies that ready to kill it
Create hella art but they dont see the vision
Im under the weather cuz i am so sick of it
Undoubtedly gonna hold onto grudges
Dont talk to me boi, im gon hop out the bucket
Im lighting a spliff, passin it to my cousin
Im breakin my silence cuz i hate assumptions
Fuck what you said
Fuck what you heard
They want my money
Niggas get on my nerves
Im downin 40s
Keep slurrin my words
I show no mercy
That is what I prefer

Yung tragedy
Smoking blunts in my sleep
Sleep walkin how im chasin all of these dream’s 
Rollin and rollin
Dont make it a scene
Capacity over the limit
Of green
I like to smoke weed
Bitch i feel like Ricky
Drink out the bottle like Mr. Lahey
Hotbox the whip
And cannot see a thing
A man of my word
But i wont say a thing
{x2}

(Akjonny)
Ridin in a all black whip 
Still a young player wit a blade on my hip 
Blunt smoke to fye when I’m in this bitch 
Take a sip of my cup then go double that shit 
Know they fuckin wit the seven on a late night tip 
Buddy thinkin he fly but I hit that bitch 
And I never know why I do feel like a pimp 
Cant avoid me lil baby I’m up like a blimp 

I heard shawty wan fuck cuz I’m up now
Left wrist only thing I’m finna bust down 
Seven all in yo zone like a touch down 
Runnin up throwin 4s when I come around 

When I stepped in that bitch she know ak
It’s the bands in my wallet that I save 
If the verses wit me then I get paid today 
I got homies givin love that straight from The bay bitch

(Tragiic)
Yung tragedy
Smoking blunts in my sleep
Sleep walkin how im chasin all of these dream’s 
Rollin and rollin
Dont make it a scene
Capacity over the limit
Of green
I like to smoke weed
Bitch i feel like Ricky
Drink out the bottle like Mr. Lahey
Hotbox the whip
And cannot see a thing
A man of my word
But i wont say a thing

“Assumptions” feat. akjonny (prod. jxyln)

Copyright © All Rights Reserved.2023
(Prod.By Lil $wedden x Nikco Suavvaye

On Sunday

Grab My Gun From The Wall (prod. Redbeamz)

Me, Myself and I

Lyrics:

i just wanna take my crush my roll my smoke my fucking dope 
You just wanna fuck with me, cant fuck with me in head I’m broke
Like pocket got no fucking chains or money bitch i got a rope 
in gallows hope for death I take a breath before I burn below 
Hoe wanna know that place that I go in the night with a knife oh no 

see a fuckboy dead red spread from the throat like butter got weed on the go
 i smoke 
still cough like a bitch you foe 
changing your name aint gon change what i know  
lacing my shit was a blow little low 
alone in my room with my thoughts I resume till your bitch rode my dick like a pogo
moving lasagna cause i know 
that everything happens in time hoe
you stuck in a loop i be stuck in a daze cant complain cause my brain moving slow mo

drinking actavis
pop a pussy like a cherry take a piss
on your grave nobody really gives a shit  
need some peace before a piece apprentices 

I just wanna smoke my weed 
bitch
you dont really fuck with me
quit
telling me its not that deep with the thoughts proceed in the words you speak 
shit
i think Im done with these thoughts overthinking the plot 
feeling sicj with a knot in my stomach 
i drop like a tab hit the spot wastch me plummet like life at the summit though fucked i be thumbing 
your bitch in my bed have her bent now she cumming
bitches alike 
pull my blade see em running 

talk with a lisp
dot on the list 
dead in the mix
dont wanna bitch
not fucking with 
self 

oh no 
see no hope its hocus pocus way i make you disappear hoe 
in my bag like fritos

Shovel and a Blank Face (Prod. yxnglyz)

MEDUSA

PUNJI PIT  [prod. BEEFY]

prod. yungmexicanbih
smoking dope 
in my bedroom alone
homies wonder why
my ass ain’t picking up the phone
prolly cause sometimes
I feel I’m better off alone 
ion need no fuckin help
I worked for everything I own

I ain’t never needed shit
u can hear it in my tone
that mothafucka is legit 
this might be another hit
if they decide to fuckin click
know that imma be there one day 
I just gotta wait for it

I’m just tryna stack chips
I ain’t no fuckin frito lay
that boy act he play the part
like who he finna be today?
he a bitch in any way 
I’ll take his ass any day
making hits I’m making plays
left them all in a daze 

imma grimy mufucka 
mobeaty bitch 
no there won’t never be no other
baby wanna fuck
cause bathing ape all on my runners
HFG we got a arsenal 
I’m rocking with the gunners
take a pussy life
if he gon talk down on my brothers
yeah
okay they know it’s me 
bitch this how it’s posed to be
just wait until they notice me
I’m back on my shit
yo shit wack you can miss
me with that
when I come back
it’s gon be bad for yo bitch

well
i mean for you
anyways im taking this shit over
from the booth
I ain’t gotta buy no clothes
do no shows 
just to prove
I’m the coldest out 
and if u disagree 
then fuck you bitch

you know I’m rockin with the crew
we do big shit don’t get yo wig split
bitch who is you?
they gon spin this because it’s ill shit
(difference between me and you)
you ain’t never gonna make it
you should stop before you lose
you should stop all of that cap
but me and Brandon told you that
this shit getting to the point where 
all I do is write tracks
sicker than the average 
bitch I fuckin bite back
bitch I came from dallas
thats where i get my swag
I know that they love it 
cause the shows ain’t light 
one day they gon understand 
these long ass nights
bitch I’m runnin off a bong rip 
I need some song tips
I got so much shit to put out
don’t know what imma call this

better off alone

Feel You 2

Stick Up (prod.IanMerx)

MUSIC ON ALL PLATFORMS🖤
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Shovel and a Blank Face (Prod. yxnglyz)

BTD SPECTRE

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