no arguments

take a pic (prod. fukk2beatz)

headlock

chin up

See Dat Bih ( Prod. ivy9k x z4yz! )

see the world shift like my eyes close
50 years can pass and i still wouldn't know yeah oh
and i’m tryna take us really slow
cuz yeah i really like you and i know it'll unfold
all the days are passing and it makes feel real cold
I’m trying to find a way to make me feel again as whole
and this pink oxycotin staring right into my soul
wonder if i wanna die then why the fuck i do it for

leave it in the past
turn into a man
it’s only move in motion 
i was up drinking potion

leave it in the past 
there is no turning back 
there is no turning back
there is no turning back


Cashing these checks since like 15,
(do yah?) Mess with me cause of the issey?
(She!) She popped she thought that she missed me
But you ain’t really already knew me
like you ain’t new me
just like a movie, she living life through me 
shit get tragic 
it come with hash in it 
coffin what’s happenin 
i beat up the activist 
i got this shit packin 
i beat his ass after this 
’m too good im sick of this 
i’m sick of this bitch
let’s go worldwide
bonnie and clyde 
off of the bean
it’s a surprise 

let’s have a ménage 
man she thick as minaj 
i don’t fuck with that 
and i don’t fuck with yall
i got way too much sauce 
i can see through your eyes 
and the snakes must arise
man that serpentine fire 
man these terps got me fried

i’ll play your game (okay okay)
i told you my lane 
you can hang out with lames 
or kick it with me 
we can cool it for free
are you coolin with me 
and i’m coolin the beat
and im cool off your beat

no turning back (w/ MistieJuly) (prod. Quinn Churchill)

prod by me.

lyrics
[chorus]
u're a waste of time
dont bother dont hit my line
say u wanna be mine
(say u wanna-) say u wanna be mine

im gonna risk it
i think im gonna risk it for the biscuit (turn up!)
"cash, be realistic"
now im here cuz cash never listened (listen!)

u wanna take it to the backseat
tell ur mans im finna make u happy
tell em p*ssy ahh ngas come at me
tell em p*ssy ahh ngas come at me (turn up!)

dance to the beat baby
i know u wanna come dance w/ me
i got sauce in my recipe
come bby heres a taste of me
(x2)

[verse]
racks up in Beverly
she dont wanna get away from d
made stacks up in Kankakee
took her to the o, got that von in me

fck off my dih, talkin bout "nga do this" (wtf?)
how u tellin me how im gon do shi
upped it at his head, got that nga clueless
i know they wanna see me dead, all these ngas foolish

all these ngas go insane
when they bih start screamin my name
ion rlly want the fame
(ion-) ion rlly want the fame

fck off my dih, talkin bout "nga do this" (wtf?)
how u tellin me how im gon do shi
upped it at his head, got that nga clueless
i know they wanna see me dead, all these ngas foolish

[chorus repeats]

headlock

darkioo