xstasyslim - tinted (boost cutspace)

killer intent ft royal & wokeups (symelz)

(Why did i get jumped doe)
(Cuz thats what we do)
(You knew that Ion een know why you pulled up)

I got my fye no im nat finna box
Dat lil hoe cut if she fw the opps
Fuck up ill have a bitch take yo slot
Play yo role right or you losing yo spot
Wen you get high you play me onna aux
We went to miami had one of them talks
My bitch backdoor play dat cross
Pack touchdown Randy moss
Had dis hoe i cut it off
You got that face cut it off
You get mad wen i dont call damn
I know twin gon ball damn
I Caught one knocked em off damn
Im swervin off that sauce
I wanna hit it yo skin look soft
It feel like im dying but thats what it cost
Amg hoe she know dat im a boss
Fighting wit you and i know i lost
In boston like the red sox ouu
All black fit black coup
My lil hoe she so influenced
Gen 5 I might get ta shootin
My lil hoe wan get into it
Touchdown we gon shoot a movie

thats what we do ft kynlary jovan (royal purp)

Lyrics
Ova:
everyone asking me what’s wrong with you.
Ima tell it all yea in this song too.
you didn’t love me for real i feel so used.
got me reminiscing back when i was holding you.
it’s a lot of things that i haven’t told you.
we on bad terms how do i approach you?
played in my face that’s something you don’t do.
i’m scared to talk to you i wrote this letter for you.
i know, i know i can’t give up.
ain’t expect you to change what about our love?
my eyes  dripping tears dropping tears of blood.
tryna ease the pain away i fell in love with drugs.

Nicky: 
my whole team toting dracs bitch we shooting 3s
i’m too busy making plays bitch stop texting me
i don’t know what else to say go ahead and leave 
Got a choppa  with a k bitch i let it squeeze
all these rhymes that i be saying are u hearing me
like every night i’m always praying there’s no fear in me
i just want her to stay like baby please don’t leave
now she calling me back cause she see i’m unique 
(haaaaaa)
baby are you here, or baby are u scared?
promise i won’t dare, hate it when u tear 
like i know you don’t care i wonder if you he-

Osei: she dont love me she is lying..
rackies in the air yea bro this money it is flying.
got cuts on my wrist but nigga u kno ima hide them
hide them, hide them bitch im tired of fighting 
lets go to the islands lets go borabora.
nigga fuck this bitch yea cuz i gotta go yea 
glocky got a switch yea glocky it will humble you, 
im tired of this bitch yea told her ima fumble you.
i just wanna go, she was giving throat.
i jus got to go (i will go)
sipping on that lean the cup is up.

letter for you ft nicky & osei (xodi)

cry out to me ( symelz )

change my life ft jssr (ikari)

PIZZA

feel w/mehxer

#SCFirst



walked in w my fye
I’m tryn spend bout 5
I can’t stress bout hoes I make money all the time
Spanish hoe 2 fine
White hoes doin lines
I’m bout 2 hit my side if my main b tellin lies
I’m tryn hit ds dam I got 2 high
I’m tryn hit ds dam I got 2 fried

Fuck dis hoe then layup 
Hit the trap n got my k up
Said I luv u Xay I can’t cut no player
I jus hit the L got thot hoes off that K yh 
I gotta hit my plug n get me paid up

Walk round w 250
I got a bop bitch showin titties 
I got a model bitch in that Ricky
She jus did a walk out in my city
I seen a opp been tryna work I ain’t tryna work bro u 2 shitty
I seen sum old hoes tryna lurk y they wanna lurk come hit me

I’m goin work bro come w me
I put in work sellin that Whitney
They doin gay shit like diddy
If u want sum beef shit get it w/me
they on sum me get wit it
Stg they trippin

Stg she silly
Stg this a ap put 100 racks on that milly 
I got real Broads out in ny I got real broads out in Philly
I got real plugs crack whippin
I got real shooters bout business
I got real kuttas if u w/it

whitney (@mvtthww)

Lyrics: 

Labels trying to get me
I can’t fuck with her she moving iffy
Stripper bitch, she bringing home them ones and it’s like plenty
Someone laced my pack, I’m movin’
Oh… no
I can’t move my hands, I feel so goddamn slow
Dumb bitch dropped the fuckin’ wood, guess I’ll let it go
Shit, I’m goin’ up she talking bout, “As you should, Lil’ Woke”
Bitch you uppin’ fye in function, is you dumb lil’ bro?
Why do I surround myself with dumb and dumber hoes?
Lil’ Jay came with racks and now he thumbing bro
Used to have your back and I was gunning for you
Bad enough, you took her back, you cuffin’ her
Casper on the crime scene, left no fuckin’ evidence 
That’s the fucking plan
Trippin’ ‘cause I’m nonchalant. That’s just how I am
Me and twin got LooseLeaf’s for days, fucked the whole gram
Where my freedom at?
Labels trying to get me
I can’t fuck with her she moving iffy
Stripper bitch, she bringing home them ones and it’s like plenty
Someone laced my pack, I’m movin’
Oh… no
I can’t move my hands, I feel so goddamn slow
Chattin bout lil’ fragged aht, but you ain’t do that shit
Talkin’ out yo ass, fuckboy ain’t making no sense
My bad ‘cause I’m in this bitch trying to make a difference 
I guess it’s my bad that your old bitch trying to be on my dick
This nigga been lagged, his whole career back in 2016
Slow down droppin’ all that BS, that shit with the bad mixing

change my life ft jssr (ikari)

Ova!

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