body, body prod reklus1ve

i dont know (prod reklus1ve)

lyrics (prod @mzso)

ballout everyday,
packs touched down so we smoke it everyday
and we really hate this shit
but my life dont feel the same
and youll still spark up
and youll do it everyday
and my life fucked up, but i still dont wanna change
i aint changin for no bitch, i aint goin thru the pain
like its 2K baby, you can catch me in the paint
ion smoke packs baby, you can catch me in the rain
u aint poppin addy, pop an addy bih go insane
bullets make u wanna run away, glocky go no aim
old hoes wanna come back, but im not the same
i only shoot from deep cause i got the range
feds gon lock u up put yo ass in chains

bitch i wip the (du)rang- go,go,go
u gon catch a stain
if you in the (uh)
(uh) (uh) we is not the same
2k on my body why u snortin special k
catch you on the block they eatin like its chickfila
bish i ballout, ballout everyday
i just popped an addy now im goin crazy
my heart goin craze (deadass tho)

im a drug addict baby im stuck on duh-
-adderall got me got me feelin like a junkie
baby, you can do ts with me 
lately i cant do ts

cause i hate me, cause i hate me
(background rant), (shhh)

and this life,
just fuckin crazy
baby i just,
i just hate me

(background rant), (and this life just fuckin crazy: adlibs)

ballout prod miso

(prod @realselfcontrol) *beat sample: playboicarti - pump fake*
*shoutout selfcontrol for dis custom beat go cop from him*

lyrics:

(ahhahaha... ahahahahahaha-)
(please lord... make me the biggest star the world has ever known-)

prae..,-cam
...why you stalkin-
(why-yu-stalkin-)
-me (-on) on the gram
half a xan sent me-
(half-a-xan-sent-me-...)
(xan sent me-)

-to this mental place... -where i am...?
(-where i am?)
noddin in and out of conciousness, like "where i am?"

bitch i got-
(i-gah-)
voices talkin through-and-out my hand(s)-
(dk-igot)
(dont got no-)
bitch i got-
no accomplishments, just face the consquence-
when i-
(when ah-)
sip the codeinee, feel like a litlle kidd...

oh you heard my shit?
but you ain listenin?
(but-youain-)
imma cheat on dat hoe with a stripper bitch-
(oh-)
oh no- now you dyin from dat adderall-
if you see me in the studio im prolly noddin off..
yu dk know wut i be goin thru... -yea, not at all-
they wan see lil prae win, -dey wan see me go up to da top-
(to da top-)
an...if they keep playin immuh spray the whole block...
(whole block-whole bloc-whole-)
(hoe,hoe-)

pump fake (prod selfcontrol) *carti sample*

lyrics (prod @reklus1ve)

face da blunt
ion wan fuck da cunt
and dese hoes on sum
a-and im not on nun

i feel like kobes son
(b-bitch im numba 1)
n-now u throwin up
(bleh)
its not really fun
why u on me d-
cus u aint bet on me
sh-shopping spree,
saks fifth smokin hella tree
they gon spray da febreeze
got ha on her knees
hoe wan fucc me in da trees
ion wanna be-
if that hoe b tweakin out
i tell ha pop a bean
o-or an adderall for me
im a fuccin fein

(blat blat ween)
bah bah trackhawk beam-
blat- i jus took the track- uh, n my beam-
(huh-beam)
u ride round in trackhawks cus u mean it
i jus copped dat trackhawk whatchu mean?

face da blunt
ion wan fuck da cunt
and dese hoes on sum
a-and im not on nun

i feel like kobes son
(b-bitch im numba 1)
n-now u throwin up
(bleh)
its not really fun
why u on me d-
cus u aint bet on me
sh-shopping spree,
saks fifth smokin hella tree
they gon spray da febreeze
got ha on her knees
hoe wan fucc me in da trees
ion wanna be-
if that hoe b tweakin out
i tell ha pop a bean
o-or an adderall for me
im a fuccin fein

face da blunt prod reklus1ve

lyrics (prod @chr6me on instagram)

you a-
you a- lame
diamonds dancin in my fangs
i fade away, l-like im kobe in the paint
they like god damn prae u aint the same
u really changed
(i aint change u stayed a lame)
u betta pass dat ball
boy i shoot it like im dame
i got range
ion pass we aint the same
ba-ball hog baby only pass to ma gang
never change, never change up on my gang
ion fuck wit these hoes
cus the drugs aint hit the same
im in pain
why these percs aint hit the same
why u fuck with them hoes
prolly cus u od lame

stay in yo lane
lil prae imma swerve fast in my (du)rang
change huh? i ain ever fuckin change
hoes wan fuck but i cant cus they lame
(lame-)

you a-
you a- lame
diamonds dancin in my fangs
i fade away, l-like im kobe in the paint
they like god damn prae u aint the same
u really changed
(i aint change u stayed a lame)
u betta pass dat ball
boy i shoot it like im dame
i got range
ion pass we aint the same
ba-ball hog baby only pass to ma gang
never change, never change up on my gang
ion fuck wit these hoes
cus the drugs aint hit the same
im in pain
why these percs aint hit the same
why u fuck with them hoes
prolly cus u od lame

lame prod chr6me

lyrics (prod @chr6me on ig)

f-fuckin dat hoe she screamin my name-
you ain get no bread
you ain’t get no pape
you ain rockin desginer
u rockin all fake
yo lil hoe finer I might have to date
countin my money I’m countin my pape
feed that hoe tummy
put food on her plate
that boy lookin bummy
I ain’t gonna hate
bih bounce like a bunny
I’m countin my cake
that boy talkin funny
I might have to- aye
lil prae spend more den u make
fur coat on me mink ain’t fukkin fake
trackhawk in my garage aye
dat lil hoe hit me up like wassup
bih u smokin spray
hell no u can’t hit me on the low
that shit od lame
no ion wan fuck dat hoe
I said fuck the fame
dis a first class flight to soho
and we leave today
(hey hey hoe- ion fight u can’t fight lil prae)

adderall, just to keep me goin
that hoe on her knees
that hoe fucc me raw
I wan see u sin
I wan see it all
that lil hoe in awe
I never pass the ball-

f-fuckin dat hoe she screamin my name-
you ain get no bread
you ain’t get no pape
you ain rockin desginer
u rockin all fake
yo lil hoe finer I might have to date
countin my money I’m countin my pape
feed that hoe tummy
put food on her plate
that boy lookin bummy
I ain’t gonna hate
bih bounce like a bunny
I’m countin my cake
that boy talkin funny
I might have to- aye
lil prae spend more den u make
fur coat on me mink ain’t fukkin fake
trackhawk in my garage aye
dat lil hoe hit me up like wassup
bih u smokin spray
hell no u can’t hit me on the low
that shit od lame
no ion wan fuck dat hoe
I said fuck the fame
dis a first class flight to soho
and we leave today
(hey hey hoe- ion fight u can’t fight lil prae)

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