SACRIFICE (feat. Marauder & DDM)

I've never been to Vegas
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Lyrics:

I can't eat 
I can't seep now
I can't erase these dreams
They're screaming loud
I got my name in lights
I run through crowds
Now all my dreams came true
I don't know how (YUH)

We living lavish up inside
The city of sins
Keep taking bullshit I'm just sayin
I'm still counting my bands
Took so many L's back in the day
I need a win
Got more money than fame 
But I still love my fans

We living lavish up inside
The city of sins
Keep taking bullshit I'm just sayin
I'm still counting my bands
Took so many L's back in the day
I need a win
Got more money than fame 
But I still love my fans

You talking all this shit you hate me
I know my success is crazy
I'm the light I don't look for it
See my image all distorted
And I know you won't say it
But the matter is you're jealous
You acting hella hellish

Rocks on my wrist, better set you're intentions
Not gonna lie I kinda love the attention
Keep being mad stay in my mentions
Keep talking shit I love the tension
They hate me when I'm not around
But I know that they love my sound
Its crazy, damn, look at me now
But sometimes I still wonder how

We living lavish up inside
The city of sins
Keep taking bullshit I'm just sayin
I'm still counting my bands
Took so many L's back in the day
I need a win
Got more money than fame 
But I still love my fans

We living lavish up inside
The city of sins
Keep taking bullshit I'm just sayin
I'm still counting my bands
Took so many L's back in the day
I need a win
Got more money than fame 
But I still love my fans

city of sins (with February)

about nothing in particular

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Lyrics:

Tonight
Death walks again in this evil house

Forty on my waist
Cant let it go to waste
You can let them bitches talk
But they lie straight to your face
Forty on my waist
Cant let it go to waste
You can let them bitches talk
But they lie straight to your face

Got your bitch up on my waist
So I took her to my place
You ain't play your part bitch
So I took your place
This that real rockstar shit
Blood run off the stage
Break your neck in the moshpit
Write your name on the page
Stay clear of the opps
Bitches love it when it drops
Why you standin' 'round complainin'?
Bitch go get a job
I could a book of reasons I don't fuck wit' y'all
But none of y'all would read it 'cause that shit would be too long

Forty on my waist
Cant let it go to waste
You can let them bitches talk
But they lie straight to your face
Forty on my waist
Cant let it go to waste
You can let them bitches talk
But they lie straight to your face

You caught another body
While I bought another benz
This is why nobody
Wanna be yo' fuckin' friend
This is my world now bitch, your eras at its end
Get ready 'cause you're 'bouta see my empire begin
"Can I be a part of your crew?" I say nada
They just want in 'cause the crew rockin' Prada
Marchin' into war, gotta tighten the bandana
I been on my sneak shit, call me Danny Phantom
They try to tag along, I'm already sayonara
Gotta be careful who you callin' yo' brudda
Bitch I'm 18 I'ma do what I wanna
So run up on me mo'fucka I gotta

Forty on my waist
Cant let it go to waste
You can let them bitches talk
But they lie straight to your face
Forty on my waist
Cant let it go to waste
You can let them bitches talk
But they lie straight to your face

Draven