prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus 1]
fuh- i turn these dollars into pounds
money gettin bigger and a pile look like a mound
pull up wih my ngas we was puppies now we hounds
pull up wih my ngas and we serve a couple rounds

[verse]
fuh- we be steppin, break the ground
groundbreakin music, make u feel the sound
make a bih flex me like "look at wut i found"
make a bih obsessed wih me, make her feel bound

[chorus 2]
bih u a clown
count ya days down
hoe ahh ngas from the sundown town
puttin on a frown
cuz my skin brown
well fck yall ngas, n fck who got crowned

[verse]
we gon take em out like issa drive thru
keep talkin that shit, we gon find u
we run the city, mind u
who run the world, i do
(steady doin-) steady doin wonders like jah do

(steady doin-) steady doin wonders like stevie
unmatched dedication no weezy
hit his headtop like a beanie
i make dreams come true, im a genie

[verse]
my smith n wesson, teach u a lesson
how'd u know i liked the green beam, was u guessin
caught ya mans out in the streets, he was pissin (himself)
nga corny asl talkin bout " i have risen"

i aint brute, nga i got reason
oh he fw the opps?, run him down thats for treason
this aint even the trailer, this jst a teaser
im a pro got tactics on par wih caesar

[chorus 1 & 2]

charmcaster

prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus]
bihes gettin litty from the wockhardt
i got hella bihes gettin litty out in Stuttgart
nga flex a chain thats itty-bitty call it bonaparte
bihes say my lean is very pretty issa wock of art

we gon pop out, we gon bring the pot out
i think ya bih obsessed wih me cuz why she got a cutout
off the dugout, homerun, bugout
coach put up a thumb like ts was fckin Fallout

[verse]
ye i run the city, but i lay low
sick of all the weird shi, SoFaygo
u a novice, u got low elo
im a veteran, J. Cole, horns and a halo

imma fckin ice out my bih
wrap a glacier round my wrist
aint nobody got swag like this
aint nobody got-

[verse]
yall know my cash weigh tons
i only fw bihes that be totin guns
i give a nga stitches if he break my trust
i swear i'll be the richest, thats a promise, thats a must

ima young buck, this aint luck
ya bih she wanna fck, i hit it like a puck
blick tucked, make it quack like a duck
knock a bih nga up, got me lookin like chuck

[verse]
ima big dog, nga u a rodent
i got big guns, a nga stay loaded
took a likkle yacht to Poland
pierce a nga in the eye like Roman

yo lets get it goin, my money keep growin
stop breakin mirrors nga thats a bad omen
hit his abdomen, got this hoe groanin
rollin onna floor, nga thought i was jokin

[chorus repeats]

wockhardt

produced by prod. diivine & p.za!

lyrics
[chorus]
(fuh-)
these ngas wanna be me
i got bihes goin crazy cuz they seen me
im a gift, bih i came through the chimney
she got DDs on, call her Sydney

girl im whimsy, its the whiskey
damn i changed, got me listening to Mitski
lets get tipsy, lets get risky
ye i was gone for a while, did u miss me?

[verse]
i think she missed me, cuz she get pissy
and when she buggin out she still gon come kiss me
ride thru the city, my girl with me
this bih got me starvin, my girl picky

never- never met nobody like u
and u changed me for the better its true
im attached to u bby like glue (x2)

[verse]
im so sick, got the flu
these ngas cant believe ts, they askin wut i do
and ya bih need guidance, i told her come thru
she give me good brain so i pass her back to u

redhead, call her Nancy Drew
put me onna bed when i ask her whats the mood
then she phoned a friend so i call up bro too
lets make ammends cuz we both in the mood

[chorus repeats]

[verse]
push up on me imma hit u in ya kidney
this aint even my final form, this is kid me
ion care if u chubby or u skinny
its only rare when the soul is pretty

(fuh-)
now if u luh me pls say so
is it real or for the payroll

bih get off the molly
do it to me properly
shi, i like broccoli

[bridge]
michael jackson ye my shawty bad
keep talkin bout shi u never had
all these p***y ahh ngas got me mad
all these p***y ahh ngas got me-

[chorus repeats]

sydney (prod. diivine x p.za!)

sydney [sped up] (prod. diivine x p.za!)

prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus]
im so cold, i might swerve this
i got VVS on my soul, bihes nervous
i- i- i was at my low cravin purpose
now im ballin jst like Jones fckin Curtis (uh)

i might turn this up, i might fall in luv
i got plenty henny cola wih a big ahh blunt
i got hella shooters w/ me they got big ahh guns (x2)

[chorus 2]
im so cold, i might swerve this
i got VVS on my soul, bihes nervous
i- i- i was at my low cravin purpose
now im ballin jst like Jones fckin Curtis (uh)

lemme pass the pot, reggae at the lot
ts bih aint got no bottom so she give me top
ts fckin marihuana got me high asf
ts bih a prima donna cuz of the way she suck

[verse]
throwin shade, these ngas throwing shade
vuja dé, thats sum shi i already seen
chevrolet, this chevy custom-made
lemonade, sour like lemonade (uh)

bby tell me wut u tryna do
the lights are rlly dim in this room
im in awe, i look like a fool
ye she flawless, mary sue

[verse]
bih im outside w/ my beretta
fn went zoom, bruh he better
ya bih went home because i let her
im insane yuh, im the mad hatter

im in base yuh, im the best hitter
im a baker, im a breadwinner/bred winner
jst like insta, i keep gettin realer
i like insta but i do thriller

[chorus repeats] x2

vvs on my soul

prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus]
i got luxury, i look like bora bora
ye she talk to me i knew this bih was foreign
ye they fw me rn im going on tour
cant keep up w/ me i dust u like the floor

nga there's the door
finna buy the store
bihes on my greek god body look like thor
rotten to the core
my bih she like decor
how many bands, i got 1, 2, 3, 4- n' more

she's a whore
nah u jst mad that i make her feel important
she's not yours
she not- she not yours
u jst gotta face it, she dont like u anymore

[verse]
all my ngas reachin for the stick (fuh-)
all my ngas tryna hit a lick (oh my god)
she told me with a wink, "leave a tip" (put it on the tab)
fck diamonds, cover me in ricks (cover me in ricks)
(x2)

she pull up, and she brought 2 friends
couldn't take that
so i phoned up the mandem
couldn't make it
then her friends dipped, there's my chance
time to take it
5 secs later she like "wanna get naked?"

i hit it 3x, par!
ima jerk w/ my money cuz i take it too far
drive by, we gon make a hearse out of his car
ima fckin inspiration all my fits is avant-garde

[chorus repeats]

avant-garde

yall go fw https://soundcloud.com/goaykay

prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus]
(what the fcks wrong with-)
(what the fcks wrong with u)
shawty what the fck
up at 3am, yea we making luv
we gone turn this bih up like a club
she tryna ride my bike yuh
she wanna take the bus yuh
she tryna ride or die yuh
tellin me ur mine yuh

[verse]
bby what I said yuh bby what I said
bby come and pull up on me I just want sum neck
we gon start the day off, then we finish in the bed
ngas I cant trust, boy istg they catchin lead

bby what it do what it do
like the way she look at me from cross the room
(yuh)
tell that luh bih do a twist
make it work all night we gon do a shift

[chorus repeats]

[verse]
shawty bring the heat, im on fire
i got rick owen louis v, my attire (uh-huh)
ur shit's gettin old, might retire (uh-huh)
my pants hella cold im not a liar

shi- lets make a M-O-V-I-E
top dawg in this bih, ima fckin vip yeah
this aint fiction, its my reality
ion fw broke ngas, got a fckin allergy

[verse]
i- i- i jst fcked a bih in Tennessee
gurl im sry but u cant get w/ me (uh)
ye my first hoe a keeper like a bee
fck a crumpet, body is tea
(x2)

WTF (w/ aykay)

i intend to make this a series.

prod by me.

lyrics

who did this to u baby?
ur lookin at me crazy

im fcked up
luh bih im going down
im locked up
i think im bound... (to u)

im bound to u baby
ion know what i'd do if u play me
im wildin' bae
come tame me
come save me
dont play me (x3)

(to u)
im bound to u baby
ion know what i'd do if u play me
im wildin' bae
come tame me
come save me
dont play me

im fcked up
luh bih im going down
im locked up
i think im bound... (to u)
(x2)

who did this to u baby?
ur lookin at me crazy
(x2)

insight chronicles 1

prod by https://soundcloud.com/aaathera and https://soundcloud.com/axsdriel
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lyrics
[verse]
lets head to the fax
im finna print sum cash
im finna have a blast
ye go put ts on max

my boy he got them plaques
u silver bih im plat
yo whip tires' ass
yo bih tire flat

say wut- he a rat?
im desensitized to that shit
ion even care bout that bih
hit my lick, all is fair in this ditch

whats my motive? im tryna get rich
whats my motive? its lilo n stitch
for the fam, i grant they wish
for the fam, i make the fish walk

and thats jst a tipoff
what i say is authentic, not a ripoff

[verse]
(fcked up-)
take is slow bae
ye i think she like good beef, Kobe
no i didnt mean it when i told u "go away"
no i didnt mean it when i said u was astray

rest your soul (prod. athera x sanxty)

rest in peace DOOM.

prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus]
i got this girl, she want me to duke her
i told her i'd come scoop her around 8, she said- (supa!)
ba- baby girl, ba- baby girl a trooper
no matter wut i need her to do, she be like- (supa!)

(fuh-)
i got green on my body, king koopa
imma break the scene cuz i've always been- (su-pa!)
i- i be on the team, ye we ballin, we hoopers
call her cap'n brie, she a marvel, she- (su-pa!)

u know i stay legit all the time
i take walks, got shit on my mind
how im feelin like i wont say fine
they ask how im feelin like i wont say fine (shi-)

ch- check the script, my name underlined
my name underlined cuz im one of a kind
ur bih, she alright, she sour like lime
u seek to define a swag like mine (ye-)

[verse]
how u feelin- how u feelin? im- (su-pa!)
i jst got some top- got some top from a cougar
supa- superhead, gimme head thats- (su-pa!)
put me onna bed, im about to give it to her

put me onna bed, she about to hawk-tuah
taught her how to do it now she call me Iruka
"cashyy so clean", my nga i use loofah
u wanna be me cuz ya bih say im cooler

[verse]
and i came w/ a bad bih
bad bih came with a baggage
she put it on for me, she lookin lavish
and u know we not average (fuh-)

i might take her to the attic
she feral, i think she rabid
imma make these ngas panic
imma make waves across the atlantic

[chorus repeats]

supa

luh sosa

prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus]
yeah, i been feelin metal
i feel like im flyin
i feel like im vettel 

(fuh-)
pop a xan jst to calm my mental
i got bands, ion drive no rental

[verse]
pop a xan cuz im fcked up
how is he yo mans if he's washed up
i turn it up inna function
how u know shit sweet? thats assumption

fuh, i aint in no hurry i aint rushin
said im gon revolt for my money, bih im russian
fck the waitin nga, rush em'
i do this for the gags, issa passion

[chorus 2]
(shi-)
i keep countin racks
me and bro look like smoke n stack
bih, lemme smoke this pack
paint these ngas red like its art attack
(x2)

[chorus repeats x2]

vettel

yall go check out https://soundcloud.com/delicatepuppy

lyrics
[chorus]
dont break my heart, tear it apart, tonight
i knew from the start, u were the tar, stuck to my mind

(oh-woah)
reach for the stars
i'll fight ur battles
i'm fighting for you
(baby-oh)

(woah)
let me touch ya
this is torture
(hmm)

[verse]
i dont wanna get replaced
i dont wanna be in pain
i'm a beast im untamed

but u make me tame
so thats why is rains
you're missed by my gaze
we'll never part ways

[verse]
every night i see your face, but youre slipping into space
again

thought that i could be enough, but your silence feels too tough
to mend

u dont see the way i bleed, u jst watch me beg and plead
for truth

baby why'd u let me in jst to lose me once again
to you

[chorus repeats]

cashyy☆

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