2024 type shit

FrutigerFire V.1

Formula Front

from scratch 
i dont give no shits or no fucks
damn near almost lost all my loved ones 
sisters left both em
so is my papa
one day im gone bury him proper
if i live long enough
dont wanna feel pain again
it feel like yesterday seeing niggas at the crib
uncle always pulling up
part of me hating it
coulda spent more time never been patient 
always been selfish 
shit i shoulda relished 
still cant live with regrets wonder whats next 
past shit i learned from it 
stuff ill never do again glad a nigga learned it
herb i be burning 
wish my mama seen me quit
now ill probably never quit 
so much pain in my brain maine staying celibate
used to fuck bad hoes
almost mastered tounge kiss
now i need spiritual release fuck the dumb shit
used to spend bucks quick 
used to be a dumb trick
now im feeling like revenge 
it aint ever done shit
whyd i do this to my self
always fucking up my health
seem like self sabotage
i never had an entourage
i remember guitar playing in my damn garage
used to make music with niggas from this band mirage
niggas went they separate ways
i done learned a few thangs
did a couple bad drugs 
now a nigga mood swangin
glad i done enough 
dragon aint getting chased
shit at least not today
mama never knew a thang 
wonder if she hearing me
probably would be fearing me
thats if she was still around 
now im sayin rip

wild she went though this pain
lotta people feel this way
wouldn’t wish it on no body im not a beef starter maine

From Scratch (Prod by C Dvon)

encore
in the twilight inna eqinox
on the eastside getting pape trin to get a knot
from the southwest where they getting shot in the projects me and niggas getting tailed by cops

wonder when this shit will stop
trying to by a generator generations getting guap
a nigga been a meat eater pause never eating guac
trying to bring the peace shit be hard when niggas on the top

i dont  like to see people shit but i wanna shop
finna get the chesse people then im finna buy they stock
wholesale
bringing hell
like a general 

thousand yard stare since my mama died
been a long time since a nigga actually wanna cry
got no body preying for the kid so its demon time
sister on the same shit
on some killing lames shit
shit even grins in on it
nigga fuck a win where the flags domination 
fuck some slave shit
but i need to slave if i wanna get some chains kid
but i came at the shit different unchained shit
do shit on my own fuck a placement
everything i say gone be a statement 
they gone question 
how im legend 
feeling like this reality’s all me
but it cant be i aint made a goddang thing 
im a conduit 
where the knowledge at
need to know sum
why the sun so sunny sunsets get my nose running 
talking shit i be lit so much i only kno numbness
trying to get a grip how much off it it aint no number 
less you make an 8 sidewise
and i want it quick most ill wait is five days
imma bouta to make five plays get a whole stack
back im the days as a kid id be so ecstatic
proud probably glad and happy
finna times ten 
imma win 
you can ask my goddamn daddy


imma turn niggas into fiends they ll want an encore

Encore (Prod by C Dvon)

stage clear



they say your life flash before you die Im guessin what they meant is that time really flying by
never ill admit id see a time wheres its ai
prediction with each word as im typing in my rhymes
trying to to be the greatest of all time or just the best me
cooking all the time and studying all the recipes
lowkey a nigga made this beat while on lsd
had a freestyle but instead you’ll get the best of me
over niggas heads this shit checkers it aint chess to me
paying homage man its like a nigga resurrecting things

i can live forever long as niggas ain’t forgetting me
long as it aint physically 
imagine being trapped for ever
momma done escaped the matrix maine lowkey i think she clever 
wish she coulda took a nigga with her maybe its the rapture
guess a nigga left below
in the whip cracking jokes with the custos 
people sharing pain
glad to know its warm in this cold
some weaponize peace
wave it like a carrot and shit
you not allowed to think
fuck being compared to some shit
they said a kid beast
three fifths god in this bitch faults the human me
bad move to assume a thing 
usually

Stage Clear (Prod by C Dvon)

i just want a new one a new one




dont care about what the shit is
i just want new one

if ya nigga had a bad bitch 
imma need a new one

if i had a  couple cold whips
i would need some new ones

i aint bought air forces inna min
imma need some new ones

kinda wanna live kinda wanna die

yeah kinda wanna die
yea kinda wanna live

i just want a new one
see the moon i shoot some
like he wanna do some 
send him to the sky
i dont need a switch
making sure i hit
you just gotta aim
why they spray and prey
gonna make a name
gonna make a new one
finna make too much 
they gone think i sold some
never selling too much
only what i cook up
if im selling too much
spirt staying untouched 
why they selling soul bruh
actin like they can get a new one

NEW ONE (Prod by C Dvon)

she she said she wanna make a movie 
pulled up onna bitch with cinematic booty
cooking show cause she eat me up like a two piece
then i bust and she drink me up like a smoothie 
then im out to get the bag cause i want some new things
money slave see the chains made of things you cant see
thats too much for these niggas talking big brain things
fucks up with the kids i heard they cant read 
tiktok fried attention spans chinese beef
over where the shit was made its turning kids to elites 
where i live its ten dispensaries on the same street
i be in them hoes all the time on the daily
this a rhyme with no point to make shit i came to break 
you in the way shit its all ok i can chill and wait
you cant lead with to much violence cause theyll   take you away
but them niggas on the side me get beside thee get ta sliding g
turning menace to this damn society 
in the hood with my niggas aint to much variety 
still the kid aspiring yet alot of shit i reached
if i say im gonna get it you a bitch you dont believe me

Moovie (Prod by C Dvon)

rode
if im cooking crack with beats then bitch im tony montana 
money aint coming fast enough shit i might turn into a scammer
niggas tellin me keep shit up but im not keeping my head up
aint fucked no freaks in a hundred weeks my life is really on legs up
aint getting likes on my ig i dont think im getting my fans up
i gotta do this shit for me my life aint really the best one 
i keep losing family might need to turn into a dad once

gotta get  my shit straight first im struggling to keep cash up
damn wanna hit my cousin up but i cant really afford ta
probably think im rest in peace or i stopped caring about him
gotta tell him how shit really be but first i gotta worry bout me
cuz in penitentiary sleep got me feeling like sheesh

all alone now in days i love staying sleep
i love smoking on that grass got 5 grams by me
reconnected with the homie but im uneasy
feeling like shit aint what it used to be might be using me
thats how shit usually be so i chili with me need to make chilli
chilling where be it be chilly
in the d im a southwest G
usually chillin on my own
in my home i dont be in the streets


lost in my mind
tryin to find which way to go
trying to figure out the best way to move
trying to design the best way to move

Rode (Prod by C Dvon)

thulu ish
said im never sober hoe
i dont care about my feelings 
trying my best numb them hoes
said im turning to a meance
said my heart way more then froze
its a void thats sucking in shit
im might fuck around and float
like im ermac but im kenshi
its alot of shit i know 
shit im turning superstitious 
i don’t fuck around with friendship thats attached with weird conditions 
my connections cross dimensions 
youd be jealous of my senses
mama used to say im sensitive 
guess im really senseing shit
lowkey wishing i was senseless
blind to all the bullshit 
like i said lil bitch im kenshi
with the flows telekinetic 
all my foes is so pathetic 
if your try me youll regret it
soon im gone be inna mansion 
lowkey i been turning selfish 
cousins talking bout theyll cut me off cuz im slow too message
i dont give a fuck about nobody cuz im onna mission

i just wanted my mom to know i mothafucking did it
told her onna acid tab i wanna be that nigga
make sure she was grinning ear to ear cuz we was winning 
but i guess that im too late so this shit for my children 
everyday im going through this life you know i miss ya
hate tha fact you missing 
she just gotta a couple bands aint get a chance to spend it
spent that onna funeral 
that shit got me super low
i aint trin to feel it
stimulants inside my body cause im trin to kill me
smoke a quarter at a time i call it spiritual healing 
shit im talking bout im cleansing but im probably filled wit tar
im a stressing cuz the check just aint enough to fix my car
my bills is pilling too damn far
shit i wish i had advice 
shit im mad my mama gone
wonder bout my own damn life

Thulu Ish (prod by C Dvon)

rude girl (prod by g2e)

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