i wrote and recorded this song back in january when i first started learning about this genre, when i recorded the other original song it was bad mixing so i decided to hop on it again but 5 months later where rn i have fans everywhere, i just want to show how much ive improved, when this gets 100 plays i’ll unprivate the original where my OG supporters fill probably recognize.

#sadboyhours (SOUNDCLOUD EXCLUSIVE) All I Need Is Yo Lov3 [REMASTERED]

produced by bumboi


bumboi:
Dance w the devil I need me some bread 

Just call me a pencil the way I hold lead

I feel a doctor I’m flippin these meds

My shawty gon wake up n give me some head 



knocks on the door I can’t fuck no cop 

They plotting n talkin i think it’s the opps

He open his mouth now that boy gettin mopped

You fuck w a menace you fuck w the mob 


 
I’m just coolin it back while I’m minding my business
These pussies gon talk cus I’m Dennis the menace 
They envy the kid n the flow n the image 
You mad cus you dont wanna see me admit it 

I’m doing it better 
So hold yo vendetta 
I’m grippin the metal 
That boy gettin wet up 
I’m on a new level 
Hit you w the bezel 
Get cooked like some kettle 
You built like a pebble 


Im like fuck that 
Hold up

Wait a minute 
Where the buds at 

Roll up 
I just wanna smoke the gas pack 

Throw up 
Think I took to many xans 

So what 

I’m off this drank 
N I can’t feel my face 

Hold up lil woadie stop 
screaming my name 

Don’t act like u know me 
Cus we not the same 

Im shootin this fire 
Like my name is aang



Day$okee:
Mi nombre es dia translation to day 
all on my dick like give me a break
quires sangria nah give me a shake
she shakin her booty bouts to have me some cake

cause we ain’t the same look at my name day with the dollar sign down in LA call me febreeze cause i’m clean and i spray
vvs diamonds they hanging and swayin 
te doy un balaso 
y me sigigune el malo 
i’m feeling like pablo on top of the world 
yo bitch on my dick ima give her a twirl
i wanted some vvs she wanted some pearls

i can get technical i can get lyrical 
hiding the meanings but having a clearer view
subliminal messages hiding they principals 
typical people wit critical pointa views 


take over my body take over my mind demons all in me i’m feeling their cries call me the devil i’m loosing my mind my life for the taking but who gone take mine

you think ima liar you think i’m the same 
hand me a ruger gone blow out his brain
tony montanna got scars on my face 
i’m bout that respect if you stay in lane

my mind on the money my hand on the pole
yo bitch on my bed and she be givin that throat
yo mind on the murder my mind the gold
if i ever said it my shootas on go

i’m repping that mexi you call it a co
i’m proud of my blood and i pray i don’t fold 
change the course in my bloodline no fame was at store i’m ready to eat it i’m ready for more

diablita ft Day$okee (prod. bumboi)

like ima admit it, don’t care bout yo feelings don’t care bout yo family don’t care if you miss it
like ima go get it i just hit a milly and you wasnt wit me so fuck all yo feelings 
you said i won’t be shit i thought of some reasons i shouldn’t give up on plans i was dreaming
now look what you made me the devil done  hates me 
i ride wit my demons the bands are what made me

like ima admit it, don’t care bout yo feelings don’t care bout yo family don’t care if you miss it
like ima go get it i just hit a milly and you wasnt wit me so fuck all yo feelings 
you said i won’t be shit i thought of some reasons i shouldn’t give up on plans i was dreaming
now look what you made me the devil done  hates me 
i ride wit my demons the bands are what made me

i drink on this liquor mix molly bacardi to numb all this pain i’ve been feelin so sorry 
no whipping no rari just thotties and parties
and grubin on pizza who else would’ve thought it 

my lyrics individent movin like heaven sent popping some percy just like for the hell of it
demons they ready they stuck like a regiment 
talk to myself like i talk to my remanent 

you all on my dick like is that what you want you gone mind yo own business you ready to talk like you all in my space i have no reason to stop cause i’m chasing that bag instead of a thot

like i’m all in yo head without giving a fuck
and you came at me sideways no reason at all what i say in my lyrics have meaning a lot
so fuck all yo leadership you is my op

pop pop shoot up yo block come at me side ways get ready to stop stopping yo breathing for money and guap me and my soldiers we ready to stomp

stomp stomp stomping you face all on my dick like please gimmie a break all on my dick we gone shoot up yo space all on my dick we gone shoot up yo place

huh huh what is my name day with the dollar sign down in LA O with the K double tap space ooh nah how bout erase EE you is a feen hop on my wave now you on my peen what is that song

like ima admit it, don’t care bout yo feelings don’t care bout yo family don’t care if you miss it
like ima go get it i just hit a milly and you wasnt wit me so fuck all yo feelings 
you said i won’t be shit i thought of some reasons i shouldn’t give up on plans i was dreaming
now look what you made me the devil done  hates me 
i ride wit my demons the bands are what made me

like ima admit it, don’t care bout yo feelings don’t care bout yo family don’t care if you miss it
like ima go get it i just hit a milly and you wasnt wit me so fuck all yo feelings 
you said i won’t be shit i thought of some reasons i shouldn’t give up on plans i was dreaming
now look what you made me the devil done  hates me 
i ride wit my demons the bands are what made me

Day$okee- back from the dead (prod TyDavid)

Lyrics:


Never sleep
Never Slow down
Go and win
Imma fiend
Numb up from the chest down
In my dreams
Im dripped up
Iced out
Forces all clean
Dont test me
Makin moves
Imma make it out the scene

Thats whats up aye
I dont need no codeine or no cups
I need love
I been makin moves
Yeah all this shits is gettin tuff
Spinnin round in circles 
never catch me actin up

Alright
Tell me youre fine
Tell me dont lie
Ok give me a sign
Youre safe
Its everynight
I lie in bed awake
We’ll find another way
Just know im all ok
Its a brand new day
A day to make some mistakes
Youll be mad i wont say
Have a frown on your face
Full of hate and disgrace
Need your love and embrace
Ill be dead in my grave

Never sleep
Never Slow down
Go and win
Imma fiend
Numb up from the chest down
In my dreams
Im dripped up
Iced out
Forces all clean
Dont test me
Makin moves
Imma make it out the scene

Thats whats up aye
I dont need no codeine or no cups
I need love
I been makin moves
Yeah all this shits is gettin tuff
Spinnin round in circles 
never catch me actin up

Never sleep
Never Slow down
Go and win
Imma fiend
Numb up from the chest down
In my dreams
Im dripped up
Iced out
Forces all clean
Dont test me
Makin moves
Imma make it out the scene

Thats whats up aye
I dont need no codeine or no cups
I need love
I been makin moves
Yeah all this shits is gettin tuff
Spinnin round in circles 
never catch me actin up

REDEMBRECE x SLEVPY808 x ILYAdrian - wassup! (prod.dtm)

Lyrics : 

Fuck it with a loud pack 
I don’t need’a hear where the sound at 
Two damn beers In a twelve pack 
Gotta another track in the back 
Two burners wit the gas 
Got a new damn furnace for the ash 
Drink it up think it up 
And I’m wrinkled up 
All washed up 
With another damn drink in my cup 
Pour it up hit the gas 
Hit a pole see the crash 
Then I’m waking up back to attack 

Like 
Shot shot shot 
Im’a pop pop pop 
Getting all yo’ mother fucking guap 
Imma rock to the top 
See another damn cop at the stop 
see the forty cal. glock in my spot 
I’m a new damn hot 
Got another damn rope with a knot 
Bet you waiting til’ I get damn locked 
You can mother fucking stop 
When it comes 
Get shelled with a shock
Never ever gonna God Damn Rot 

Hold up, Reality check 
She was the one 
But then there was a next 
Put a pep in your step 
Man that bitch was a test 
Fool, Do you got the strength 
To keep pushing yo’ reps 
Bitch I guess not 
Could’ve flipped but you motherfucking flopped 
Maybe that’s why you muttering to stop 
Can’t ever just walk, but you keep on with
your itty bitty talk 
All Sizzle, No Steak, No Sauce  

No bitch no boss 
No fit no costs 
If you gonna get something 
Don’t get no loss
And I’m tired of assuming 
I’m a human 
Don’t know what the fuck I’m doing 
Outside with a pussy ass boy like you and 
Get a plane and a plan
Get a rock on my hand 
Ain’t Dwayne it’s a Grand 
Or 20 fucking bands 
But the bitterness sitting with yo’ shit like sand 
So I’m getting it fitting with yo’ bitch like damn

Man I’ve always been an addict 
Never been about it 
But I always had it as a habit 
But things change 
Now they bring blame 
To my name 
If I’m gonna start it up 
Gonna get the fame 
Cuz gang  
See the money in the bennies no change 
If it ain’t a blue strip shits lame 
AMG twin flame 
Took that shit into the mother fucking drain 
Ain’t nobody gonna care when you get put into the grave

Fuck it with a loud pack 
I don’t needa hear where the sound at 
Two damn beers In a twelve pack 
Gotta another track in the back 
Two burners wit the gas 
Got a new damn furnace for the ash 
Drink it up think it up 
And I’m wrinkled up 
All washed up 
With another damn drink in my cup 
Pour it up hit the gas 
Hit a pole see the crash 
Then I’m waking up back to attack 

Like 
Shot shot shot 
Im’a pop pop pop 
Getting all yo’ mother fucking guap 
Imma rock to the top 
See another damn cop at the stop 
see the forty cal. glock in my spot 
I’m a new damn hot 
Got another damn rope with a knot 
Bet you waiting til’ I get damn locked 
You can mother fucking stop 
When it comes 
Get shelled with a shock
Never ever gonna God damn rot 

Bitch

A$hy Baby - Loud Pack (prod. necu)

Cross My Mind prod Berto

Lyrics-

aye listen you can have all the left overs 
broke her down beat it up and she still over
take yo bitch and it’s it why you still hold her
snaking shit she a hoe she gone bend it over

Real shi ion know why she on me
is it money is it me i be watching 
she be tweeting how she feel 
she ain’t block me
she be tweeting all about how she want me

damn how you do this to yo man he ain’t know but you love me that’s a fact hoe, Why mad ain’t you leave me for some wack bro you a bitch and that’s it why you mad bro

ion care what you say that’s a fact , rolling deep no swishers at my pad, had yo bitch in my bed that my bad, and yo bitch is my bitch that’s a fact

why you tripping i ain’t trippin over bitches bro
you can have her ion need her she a feener bro
caught her lackin now she backin and she wantin more she be plottin i be talkin and we on the low

hit it from the back and now she wanna get it going
i got racks i got money and some automotive 
she be hoein i ain’t trippin i be smokin potent
i be hoein she be trippin and that’s how it’s goin 

aye listen you can have all the left overs 
broke her down beat it up and she still over
take yo bitch and it’s it why you still hold her
snaking shit she a hoe she gone bend it over

Real shi ion know why she on me
is it money is it me i be watching 
she be tweeting how she feel 
she ain’t block me
she be tweeting all about how she want me

Day$okee- WANTIN' MO  (Lyrics in Description)

Girls Girls Girls

axaero - HASTA LUEGO (ft. fantasy, Tekki)

prod. ty david 
written by killslumpy + josh salazar

killslumpy:
bitch im fly as fuck i be slidin in my truck
she said she feelin love but i think she feelin lust
grippin on my toolie and i think it bouta bust
might be sad and lonely but yo boy be catching dubs

bitch im fly as fuck i be slidin in my truck
she said she feelin love but i think she feelin lust
grippin on my toolie and i think it bouta bust
might be sad and lonely but yo boy be catching dubs

two bad bitches and they dancing on my dick
yo bitch called me up and said that im the shit
see me pullin up and she blowin me a kiss
comin close to me you gon get hit by my blick

we be throwin shots sayin fuck all the cops
feelin like tecca bitch i got 2 thots
got a smith&wesson and im runnin on yo block
runnin up a check got a rollie not a watch

josh:
2 tone whip with a welded diff
i got a bitch in the front tryna suck my dick
she got a small waist nice face pretty lips
i blow a bag on a bag just to say im rich

killslumpy:
i got homies inna truck and they smokin that pack
im tryna move around the city tryna get in my bag
im throwin ones in the club and these bitches like that
baby we just havin fun why you gettin all sad ay

josh:
pretty tiddies on a bitch got me going crazy
silly part is i don't even call her baby
out here with the cuzz driving in a mercedes
where you tryna go silly shawty tryna play me

she gon let me hit she ain't even my chick
take her around town she gon bounce on my dick
we ain't really bout that shit don't you know what it is
let me spin around so she can have my kids

killslumpy:
ay she pop it like a bad bitch she ain't even average
shootin shit up missin shit like im the mavericks
feel like logan paul i be yellin out savage
said she love me yea whatever that is

its like 2 am ion even care
fuck all the rules bitch i ain't playin fair
hit it from the back shit sounding like a snare
dressed in my dior all these bitches wanna stare

josh + killslumpy:
bitch im fly as fuck i be slidin in my truck
she said she feelin love but i think she feelin lust
grippin on my toolie and i think it bouta bust
might be sad and lonely but yo boy be catching dubs

bitch im fly as fuck i be slidin in my truck
she said she feelin love but i think she feelin lust
grippin on my toolie and i think it bouta bust
might be sad and lonely but yo boy be catching dubs 

AY

p.s i don't fuck with logan paul

Day$okee- WANTIN' MO (Lyrics in Description)

DAY$OKEE (@daysokee)