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she's Marilyn Monroe stuck in the wrong generation

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Produced by Felly
Mixing by Danny Garcia (@dannygarcia-4)

LYRICS:

[Rawch]
There's this ballerina blond dime that clouds my mind
I think she likes my style and dandy sense of rhyme
I'm handy with my tongue sword
She just wants to buy the store
I'm part of the rap school board
We'll hit it right, record the score
The way that you are posturing, it's clear that you want more
This girl's a real woman
Never refer to her as whore
Her class derives from TV shows and other inspirations
Marilyn Monroe stuck in the wrong generation
Let's face it don't be frontin when you next to me
Cause the contact of our eyes can turn two I's into a we
We was never meant to be together
That's what they used to tell me
But there's been a change of weather
I mean it's only right, imma work until it's better
So lately I've been feeling more fresher, upped my swagger
These girls gone wanna party, party late and party after
But you're the one I want, and I know you feel this rapper
Forget these damn distractions
Let's stick to the subject matter
We can build this thing from scratch
My belief is we're a match, and fire can result from that
I wanna cover all these bases
I'm stepping to the plate to bat, I feel it's going places

[Hi-Rez]
Is our love engraved in pavement? 
What's our destination?
She hates it that I'm famous, me I hate the accusations
I wanna take it back to how it was, was
Fuck love
No one want us together, but I don't give a fuck bruh
Shawty you my girl, it's us against the world
We can always lean on each other, like sipping syrup
If your love was a disease, I wouldn't look for the cure
I wouldn't mind if we were the last people on earth
They don't want us together, but I don't give a fuck
You might write out a check
When I'm down you pick me up
We argue and fight at times, and we think we've had enough
But we always in the back with each other
I guess it's love
Making dinner together and drinking wine getting drunk
God brought us together, ain't nothing to do with love
Let's just get faded and fuck 
Let's just get faded and fuck
Let's just get faded and fuck
I said get faded and fuck

 





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Cal Scruby - Fake World

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Lyrics: 

Goals on my mind
....Only thing I need is time
....so I got a new watch
For everyone who doubted
Dont belive me just watch
Nikka nikka nikka
Nikka nikka nikka


Everybody wana rhyme like cole
Or sing like drake
Used to wonder where I stand
And if i had what it takes
Now i found who i am
Never take another break
Spit that shit you wont forget
While taking liquor to the face
If im not fitting in
I think im in a better place
You can hate it if you want
know who got the better pay
Long hooks, make songs
For the crowd to sing along
Mixtape tracks sounding like some number 1s
Cause your boy crossover, and thats word to kyrie
Pop shit on pop shit, but theyll never try me
If you ever want an issue, man the words that I speak
Are a fully loaded clip, so i got ur magazine
Ah.


Chorus:
Thank God Im Me
....
Thank God Im Me
(And There'll never be another)

Goals on my mind
....Only thing I need is time
....so I got a new watch
For everyone who doubted
Dont belive me just watch
Nikka nikka nikka
Nikka nikka nikka


I dont care who you taking pics with
Who in a clique with
Who you said you work with
Cause none of yall can spit with
None of yall could stick with
None of yall can get with
My shoes youll never fit shit
Shows youll never get tix
Backstage passes
You can be the vip
You can have the longer set
But you aint never ill is me
Put me on a track
Theyll say who the hell is he
Cause My words do the work
And ill let the actions speak
I dont do it for the likes
I dont do it for the tweet
Fake hugs, and fake love
two things ill never need
You can keep me out the loop
Im in the circle that i need
You can read between the lines
And never find whats underneath


(Chorus)

Thank god they got me
All the way From day one
When they were calling me cocky
Thank god we here
Thank god we working
Never got a cosign
Thank god thats perfect
Thank god we focused
Thank god for friends
Thank god for fans
Thank god we cant remember
All the nights we wont forget
Thank god we loyal
Thank god we drinking
Thank god for each day
Thank god for weeknds
Thank god they hated
Thank god we made it
From the city where theres less concrete
Then hatred
Thank god for drinks
Thank god for tree
Thank god for the 2 girls
Who down with the 3
Thank god for night
Thank god for green
Thank god for bros
Thank god for team
Thank god for us
Thank god for we
Thank god for me...

Thank God

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Daughters - Cam Meekins

being broke in america is unnatural

LYRICS : 

I been livin off delusion 
Cuz I heard its healthy 
Pockets growing
Labels talkin 
Hoes been far from stealthy 
I'm still slightly flyin under radars 
I practice like its playoffs 
I lay brick a day I'm out here tryna build the Great Wall of yours truly 
I need more groupies 
And less people tryna get a cut 
Put your fuckin hands back in your pockets 
man you said enough 
Conversation over 
Lately I've been celebrating 
Hardly ever sober 
True squad generals
No room for soldiers 
I gotta classic debut right here chillin in my holster 
My shoulders got the weight of my world on them 
And her world 
And his world
And your world on them
I need a Venezuelan 
Or my afghani chick from dc 
To come fuck with my campaign
And treat me presidential 
Leave the politics at home 
It's strictly lewinski 
Then it's back to tryna get a buzz like 50
Cup full of whiskey just to level out 
I only keep kings around me Sacramento style 
You needa elevate your life 
You've been livin lateral 
Get you a passion 
Put some dreams in a catapult 
Being broke in America is unnatural 
I'm just givin you facts 
You start givin ideas 
They start givin you cash 
You start poppin a little 
They start givin you daps 
You sing a couple fucking hooks and they start givin you ass
But I'm not mad at the slightest 
The public praises you for what you practice in private 
You've been cordially invited 
To my showin out party 
Reminds me of LA when we had cases of Bacardi 
Jars of marijuana 
Rooftop was the lobby
Too young for that money 
So the girls got wobbly 
They want the whole crew like motley 
That was right before 21 
I been fuckin the world 
I'm bout to make the money come 
Fuck what yall got 
Yall squares time is up because I watched you let the ball drop 
One too many times 
I been hidin out in Brooklyn 
I got too comfortable
I had to rearrange the cushions 
Get in touch with my chakras 
Pop Pop just died 
I fell in love with some vodka 
Fell out with ex 
Then back in love with some vodka 
My half brother jimmy 
Showed up at the wake 
Hadn't seen him since 97 
What the fuck do I say 
He's got some baby mamma issues
shits been ugly 
She's tryna take him down 
Raisin money with gofundme 
Damn 
On top of that heroine took my best friend 
He hits me up to blow L's 
I'm just tryna get m's 
And hoes comin out the woodworks 
They see ya boy building
So they tryna get this woodwork 
If you tan with an accent
Ummm it could work 

Brooklyn Freestyle (Prod. Russ)

Tie My Hands 

[L.Moody, E.Dugar]
Written & Performed By Renz Young
Produced By Killa Quisee
Recorded & Mixed by Renz Young
Artwork by Justin Lewis


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Tie My Hands [Prod. By Killa Quisee]

i became who i looked up to when i was 7
 
LYRICS:

Bumping my old shit for perspective
I became who I looked up to when I was 7
And that's a win in my book
Your girl loves the way I'm singing my hooks
But lift the veil up
I got raps that'll go over your head like a hijab
And I gotta French girl who says she loves my Jena sa qua
I got the type of problems that a Bentley can't solve
Well maybe one fuck ignore that there's been henny involved
You trendy that's all
You won't make it past the next 5
You don't got enough product your fans are lookin for the next high
In walks the next guy
With a stash that'll last
Way longer than that mid that you sayin is gas
I'm not chasing the cash
But some more zeros would be lovely
In the meantime I'm just tryna get the whole world to love me
It's funny how they say that's too ambitious of me
I think it's funny how yall sounding like some bitches to me
Wishes can be more than wishes if you wish em to be
I mean want em to be
I mean act on em
And out comes the piranha in me
Sinking my teeth in my dreams until reality bleeds
Waking up is motivation
I know the basics and then some
I got more clips then 10 guns when the Feds come
Fuck lookin fresh
I'm tryna look unassuming
If your eyes are in your pockets stop lookin towards my movement
I move with a certain type of bravado
Ya girl loves me like Jamaica loves mavado
Moscato is a little too weak I need something stronger
You sound like McDonald's
I sound like Benihana
Flip flip flip flip
Work work work work
I've been juggling juggling
Work work work work
I've been bubbling bubbling
Work work work work
Imma star oooo I'm bout to
Burst burst burst burst

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