(CHRiS)
You broke my heart, How the fuck you want me talk
I’m fuckin hurt, I don’t wanna see yo calls
You played me like a fool, Got me fuckin lost
I don’t wanna see yo face, Cuz you are the liar
You really threw me miles away, I’ve been tired 
Only the drugs on the table get me higher 
The night without you is so fuckin silent 
Silent

(Hook)
I don’t need yo luv 
Im all alone at night wit the cup
I done told you thousand times 
I don’t need yo luv x2

(J1tnyuu)
Are you know I’m so tired 
cause you are lier 
腦中快要斷片跑馬燈閃過這每一個moment 
討厭過多的猜疑 妳就是敗筆
不需要妳調劑我不會被困在圈裡
我從沒想過放棄 
不停摧毀lonely 
熱情的血也流過心動脈
身在黑暗裡
也有觀眾幫我turn on the light 
妳也不再是中心 我有我自己的憧憬
鮮少空隙封閉光終於透進了身心

I’m tryna relief, I don’t wanna keep hurting myself 
(Get higher with my bro 從不需要你的擁抱)
Shit get me high, And you always make me so down 
(就聽著引導 追尋著訊號)

(Hook)
I don’t need yo luv 
Im all alone at night wit the cup
I done told you thousand times 
I don’t need yo luv x2

needless w/ J1tnyuu

"MURDA MUSiKK*"
-Tracklist-
1. iNTR0
2. P0PPiN' EM
3. 10F1 DESiGNA
4. DEM0N SMiLE
5. 2 TWiN GL0CK
6. SiP W0K
7.  KN0 ME
8. SAGGiN
9. BiG BULLET

BiG BULLET

SAGGiN

KN0 ME

SiP W0K

2TWiN GL0CK

DEM0N SMiLE

10F1 DESiGNA

P0PPiN' EM

"MURDA MUSiKK*"
-Tracklist-
1. iNTR0
2. P0PPiN' EM
3. 1OF1 DESiGNA
4. DEM0N SMiLE
5. 2 TWiN GL0CK
6. SiP W0K
7.  KN0 ME
8. SAGGiN
9. BiG BULLET

iNTR0

rec/mix/master by me
beat by Spvceless
-
Lyrics-
Yeah-yeah I pull up wit ‘em .59s n them .44s 
Glock 19 get a boy killed
Lil bitch bye bye, Ima go on 
Ion give a fucc how you feel
We-we like 2 guys wit ‘em 4 hoes
She pop that pussy like a pill
“Am I too high?” Yuh oh no 
Fill that double cup up that’s a deal 

Yeah I’m riding in the four door
Shit! I forgot the seatbelt 
Shit-shit too fire, yeah I tinted the windows 
Thats Cat with a Hell
I-I call up my guys ”Ayo pull up!”
And he always came wit a steel
Yeah oh my god “Who want smoke?”
Know that I’m outside still
Walk-walk-walk with a hunnid, I’m too damn rich
Bitch you gotta pay yo own bills 
I bought a new crib, spent like 2M
I got the money, bitch, you can tell
You better watch out, like “Who you banging?”
Yeah all of my boys real
“Who you tryna blick?” “You tryna blick me?” 
Ima blick you as well

(Brand new Forgiato for the lambs)
(And my lawyer’s beating case)
(I was clicking -)
(Yuh I was clicking mans)
(One call make you outta here like a ref)

Yeah-yeah I pull up wit ‘em .59s n them .44s 
Glock 19 get a boy killed
Lil bitch bye bye, Ima go on 
Ion give a fucc how you feel
We-we like 2 guys wit ‘em 4 hoes
She pop that pussy like a pill
“Am I too high?” Yuh oh no 
Fill that double cup up that’s a deal

".59 FREESTYLE" Prod. Spvceless

"mysw@g.mp3" (2ukko)

"iongivenofxck*"(twoclose)

rec/mix/master by me
beat by Spvceless
-
Lyrics-
Yeah-yeah I pull up wit ‘em .59s n them .44s
Glock 19 get a boy killed
Lil bitch bye bye, Ima go on
Ion give a fucc how you feel
We-we like 2 guys wit ‘em 4 hoes
She pop that pussy like a pill
“Am I too high?” Yuh oh no
Fill that double cup up that’s a deal

Yeah I’m riding in the four door
Shit! I forgot the seatbelt
Shit-shit too fire, yeah I tinted the windows
Thats Cat with a Hell
I-I call up my guys ”Ayo pull up!”
And he always came wit a steel
Yeah oh my god “Who want smoke?”
Know that I’m outside still
Walk-walk-walk with a hunnid, I’m too damn rich
Bitch you gotta pay yo own bills
I bought a new crib, spent like 2M
I got the money, bitch, you can tell
You better watch out, like “Who you banging?”
Yeah all of my boys real
“Who you tryna blick?” “You tryna blick me?”
Ima blick you as well

(Brand new Forgiato for the lambs)
(And my lawyer’s beating case)
(I was clicking -)
(Yuh I was clicking mans)
(One call make you outta here like a ref)

Yeah-yeah I pull up wit ‘em .59s n them .44s
Glock 19 get a boy killed
Lil bitch bye bye, Ima go on
Ion give a fucc how you feel
We-we like 2 guys wit ‘em 4 hoes
She pop that pussy like a pill
“Am I too high?” Yuh oh no
Fill that double cup up that’s a deal

Yeah yeah I’m runnin' up these checks and i ain't stoppin' 'til I max out
Been gas'ed too much, now the engine's like me, 'bouta black out
The whip ain't got no roof, I'm lettin' all the air out
They see me in the city, movin' with a hunnid bag now
Yuh I ain't worried 'bout a thing
And bitch, I'm outside with the gang, I'll let my choppa sing
Yeah whole fit designer, yeah from the chain to the kicks
My strap my señorita, I love bein' with 'em sticks

Yeah-yeah I pull up wit ‘em .59s n them .44s
Glock 19 get a boy killed
Lil bitch bye bye, Ima go on
Ion give a fucc how you feel
We-we like 2 guys wit ‘em 4 hoes
She pop that pussy like a pill
“Am I too high?” Yuh oh no
Fill that double cup up that’s a deal

"5ive9ine Freestyle" (intro+extended verse) prod. Spvceless

Man Of The Year* prod. ayokaddy

2025 CHAOTiC

Slide through your hood, yeah we on the mission 
I done told ya hunnid times, but you ain’t listened
I call up my bro, he ready to blick ‘em
I pop me a perc then I get to trippin’
Them big ahh .308 gon’ leave ‘em missin’ 
Bust down watch, they on my wrist, and
Yellow diamond like Homer Simpson

Take a lil’ break, I’ma keep on goin’
Feel like man of the year, I need me sum crown shit
You tryna get high, but you on sum wrong shit
Airbnb, I bring the hoes in
The bih so good at the way she moanin’
All these money, they givin’ me motion
Fly to L.A., the hellcat floatin’
You ain’t got no chain
You ain’t rock no pants
The haters gon’ hate
I’m a trendsetter, give no fucc what you say
Bought a Goyard bag
Ski mask on my face
It’s 2025, you gotta mention my name
She be too damn bad
They be too damn wacked 
Got the drip from my slatt 
Now they tryna steal my swag
Yeah they tryna steal my swag 
Huhh they tryna steal my swag 
Yeah they tryna steal my swag 
Yeah they tryna steal my swag, haha

Slide through your hood, yeah we on the mission 
I done told ya hunnid times, but you ain’t listened
I call up my bro, he ready to blick ‘em
I pop me a perc then I get to trippin’
Them big ahh .308 gon’ leave ‘em missin’ 
Bust down watch, they on my wrist, and
Yellow diamond like Homer Simpson

Homer Simpson* prod. highsoulja+charger

2025 CHAOTiC

Yeah, first thing first, I have to roll up the OG kush, I’m tryna get high
Yeah I pop me a perc, I aint gon feel nothin in a minute, I cannot feel time
My choppa go brrr, he caught a shot that straight to the face, that boy just died
I go on drill wit all my slimes, always keep a glock by my side 
(BOW BOW BOW)

Huh, I bet you don’t wanna fucc wit me gang
I got ‘em Co’, Serving ‘em fiends yeah
I’m wit the gang, tryna push the V8
They been askin ”Where them beans at?”
All black Rick’s on me, you can see that
I been drippin hard, yeah I meant it
X on my belt, feeling like TEEN X
Fresh as hell wit a vetement jacket 
The jean’s too baggy, whole lotta cash in
Face to face, send me the address 
Bitch, I’m the one, I ain’t no average 
Mf kinda make me headache 
.308, that’s a headshot 
I been counting the racks up
Glocky came wit a switch, make ‘em back up 

Yeah, first thing first, I have to roll up the OG kush, I’m tryna get high
Yeah I pop me a perc, I aint gon feel nothin in a minute, I cannot feel time
My choppa go brrr, he caught a shot that straight to the face, that boy just died
I go on drill wit all my slimes, always keep a glock by my side 
(BOW BOW BOW)

GloKK#* prod. prodbhunit+prodgateway‬

2025 CHAOTiC

Bi-Bitch I been paid, I’m stacking the racks
Ohh no, hell nah, that boy cap
Got 2 hunnid thousand all in my bag
Okay okay, tryna get ‘em all wacked 
I’m totin ‘em guns wit whole lotta mags 
Huh ima spinnin your whole block
Ima just pop out with a drac’
Who the fuck tryna get packed

HuhUhh, I done told ya I’m wit it
HuhUhh, yeah my neck cost a fifty
HuhUhh, bli-blicky aiming right on your forehead
Huh, I be John-wicking
Hitting the petrol, no limit 
Whipping this shit like I’m in the kitchen 
I get too high, yeah I cannot see shit
Y’all already know that I am a fire guy
Wassup to my bro, yeahwe do a high-five
Opps in my blunt, smoke em to the high sky
Send shot, them bullets connected like WiFi 
If I see a opp, BOOM BOOM SHAKA LAKA
Got me a bitch, hit her and tell her bye bye 
See us in the coupe, yeah we do a hotbox
I’m keepin that Uzi by my side, we ready to slide, ya

Bi-Bitch I been paid, I’m stacking the racks
Ohh no, hell nah, that boy cap
Got 2 hunnid thousand all in my bag
Okay okay, tryna get ‘em all wacked 
I’m totin ‘em guns wit whole lotta mags 
Huh ima spinnin your whole block
Ima just pop out with a drac’
Who the fuck tryna get packed

HuhUhh* prod. highsoulja+alexcheyz

#underground #gyro #hitman

Hold on
I gotta shoot him like hitman
Bad bih wanna fuck on a kickstand
Yeah yeah yeah yeah I been him
She wanna fuck for the clout, she trippin
I got a whole lotta strap, I’m a rich man
Brand new glizzy, it came wit a switch yeah

(Bih bih bih)
Switchy Switchy Switchy Switchy yeah
Hop out, mask on, whole gang spinnin
Blicky, blast that shit like 50
In the club, I’m throwin ‘em fifties
Counting up these bands, I aint finished 
Pour up a 8, whole gang be sippin
Pour up a 8, whole gang be sippin
I’m too faded
Smokin a blunt, I’m smokin em gas
Yeah uh uh I’m sippin the Act’
Brand new drip, gotta shout out my slatt
Slime x7
I’ll take one home, that bih so fine
That boy got jumped like 2, 3 times
Opp blunt got me like (cough 
(Huh huh

Hold on
I gotta shoot him like hitman
Bad bih wanna fuck on a kickstand
Yeah yeah yeah yeah I been him
She wanna fuck for the clout, she trippin
I got a whole lotta strap, I’m a rich man
Brand new glizzy, it came wit a switch yeah

CHRiS0NX

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