155O0ofv9 - Q-ufj

torg w/ grace

blxty & mental - what they want (prod luvpurp &1sadboii)

Fiction57 - Fidget prod. 444jet (Hosted By cvrpge)

Erased

Free Beat 140

silence

déconnexion totale

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Lyrics:

We’re bossing up, here every day with clevy say we crossing up, our opposition, our power tower over these cowards, devour the sour, how nerds do, go and troll, bro, the scroll in full is never a thing when ya roll, more stories out, fire for hire your props the mission, your territories ‘bout to be involved, see the resolved resolution to stopping this piss poor pollution of those hoes who chose to doze, delusion what an artist is, is this, flows inclusion, with lyrics that on actually hit, hysterics that contractually lit, if you do not got the heat from me, well, I smell a dummy, been heavy clevy since the tense of Teletubby, he’ll be snubby, from the award show, the toured go, cause he too unique, was me the dude you speak of when you say you love artist, bitch I’m the hardest, fuck a niche, fuck a pitch, I ditch the image shit, what ya see is what the fuck ya get, on a whim him rage, then again on a whim him show courage, open up, then again on a whim him stage a hap’ rap, dope in cup of the drink of life, I think the brief answer is this is not a cancer, I got a dancer step the way I switch sides, errr … emotions, the notions I hitch rides to all tides, y’all sides I don’t wanna anger, too much to get set killed, a thrilled danger. Fuck it, do you support LGBTQIA plus, if not this, hot piss, but overall I don’t mean to make mad, what dove my gall to where it hard to take back, what my stance is, the chances of a snake stab, ya closest could get them toasters, let ‘em be the disposers, I fake glad at times for I’ms afraid of sad, I shake shackles on my mind, the bind I tackles, shit hit like a quake, grab on to ya belongings, but I got over that, now we chilling in the saunas, as I heat it up, but as I greet it up the mood switch again, the dawnings of new form, do swarm random, when the tantrum? I don’t know, ain’t you a bitch again? Or is that my perception, he a gonna’s again, for reflection I don’t do not well, shit hit like a double negative, confusing on using, trouble beg I live in the causing drama, but pausing I’m a do, all of this to say, through dismay, his way, through this array, I stay a boss up, toss up the whole thing, my goal, bring smiles to the styles, this is what the fuck A Hype piles.

Boss Up (Outro) (Prod. thursdayy_morning)

Fall Asleep

silence

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