Jet Lag - Nameless & Gh0st (prod. dillygotitbumpin)

Bungus Freestyle

Mia Wallace

Waffles & Chicken (Feat. Eyekeem)

デミ. Demi - Sin City

Who is ACOT?

Who Is ACOT?

WHO IS ACOT

Joey trap-cheaters

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My Brotha's Keeper (Pound Cake Pt.2)Ft. IG Prod. By. DreMinor

POTHEAD

Drowning in a pool 3 feet deep
It ain't easy, being right beneath feet
I ain't seen 3 PO's since high school when dealing
In fact I get these squeelers down on theirs knees, sweet
Like ice cream treats, hear me come it's speed heats
Tracking me down like a lost parent with Gene deets
On a blood mission, leave some distance to keep peace
Cause the one lesson absorbed was not to be me
I keep shadowing how goodies perceived being
Guess the worked payed off been skirting the law like PD's
Earths my mom, no filtering bars like Fiji
Curving calls, I'm still on my own ain't leaving
Got a squad that understand we all indie G's
Read their thoughts like they carved in my mind obscenely
Ain't no dark in our clouds make it hard to be mean
So when I'm feeling low down we just gotta meet speak
Breathe leaves, keep geeked and leave behind our cheat sheet
Fuck a mask when you got a friend who don't see weak
Just a soldier who's shot in action that needs speech
To get em back in fighting form before he leaves beat
We all cracked like ice in summer, ain't no man would try to jump us
They committ theyll find they fucked up for some cheddar out of needs reach 
Please, seats, let's hash this out in deep seas
I'm the water you're the creature tryna breathe breeze
Gills off, no talking, soon to be deep
In mom's crust, silence just found a free G
This my club no fucks given to demons
It's my law, no guns aimed at the free ones

These days are passing in my maniac lid
Have I been an actor or a trained man
Too much pain to mess with tryna stay connected
With a way of living that will make it slim

The cakes frosted still they wanting something from me
The flames watching people while they dumby dumbies
The days gone when being normals what we judging
The strange dogs done took the place and suffering from them
I'm been caught inside this state in front of homies
Embarrassing to stare and witness their responses
I'm so shy and anxious it's unbecoming
Of cold guys when they spit this double luggage
It's low tide I'm waving while under motives
The whole crowd been waiting centuries for this
I know now it's the way it is so I'm gunning for it
No slowing down had the break switched with some double horses
I'm so endowed with this patience I keep up with noone
Ain't noone round but I'm racing to leave what I'm showing
I cant be proud of the main men I was once implored with
Unless we got on a facecam loving one another
That mean my homies, that mean my blood and no other brothers 
I keep on going to feed their notions of what I've come with
Still feel it's bullshit but reel their hope in and suck it up it's
No easy road hid so feet ain't slowing they roughing up quick
The beats a puzzle my lyrics solving with ease and prowess
I'll keep it up till I'm deep as philosophy and diamonds
So if we're talking when I'm whipping in a beamer hope you get that you the reason I am happy and believe in my lid

These days are passing in my maniac lid
Have I been an actor or a trained man
Too much pain to mess with tryna stay connected
With a way of living that will make it slim

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