Backstreet Boys (feat. Jmattson & Notions) prod. fidi & nexx

Last one for a week. Enjoy guys!


Lyrics:

DRESSED IN DIAMONDS, Im a fine man, metal on my ring and I guess omen sign man 
Double upped island, last supper super flow tied in, sinkin the boats want a piece of my pie man
Talent so broad I dont think you wanna chime in, I got 35 glocks on my motherfuckin side man
I'm speaking to the devil, and he thinks im gonna revel, in the gold from the masses that I usurped a little 
9 million in my networth in the future Ive worked, from the bottom to the middle now I got another word 
For these record labels and their over-jacked networth, bet word, double edged scyth for their heads hurt 
Beheadin beheadin them all, knocking these devils right off of their cars, bugattis and prada I'm taking it all
trickin these ottas Im livin at mall, lucy in the back with the motherfuckin call on my motherfuckin soul, im missin on it all
So Im rippin out the cord of thIS IV drainin my balls - sexed up crazy man with a  lost cause

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DRESSED IN DIAMONDS (PROD. DEMAR)

LETHAL
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Produced by @vanlawson & @backoffjames
Mixed & Mastered by @vanlawson
Artwork by @officialreddot

lyrics:

pussy niggas they all calling for static
when they tryna test they gon die for that bread uh
you ain't never been so true to that shit
get yo hand out your pocket 
don't post like a threat uh
extendo gon send him right straight up to heaven
full clip on my waist for his debt uh
i'm bout my money his life is a flop
he gon give it all up for that bag uh

get the fuck outta my face out my vision uh
bitch i'm numb to the past i don't live it uh
and i'm raising my bank and my rank
get the fuck off the surface 
i'm dead to opinions uh
why they still fucking with me
bitch i'll stomp on the opps till i'm feeling dizzy
having war with my demons that shit is risky
got a glock 45 it's gon hit his kidney

never gon fuck with no conversation so i'm disconnected from the phone call
there ain't a cure for my bad habits packing a body whenever its night fall
don't be surprised i laid bodies to rest i done folded these pussies with no flaw
ride with my circle it's lethal i'm heartless i'll paint all your blood on the damn wall

you're living your life like it's rent come and look at my strap you gon get evicted
these niggas all cap they pretend they don't make any stack cause the shit is gifted
snatching yo life i'm a bandit they all cross a path that will lead to their grave now
never gon fuck with nobody there's snakes in the grass and i'm bout to go put em down

there's snakes in the grass and i'm bout to go put em down x2

LETHAL (PROD. VAN LAWSON & KILLJAMES)

THANK YOU FOR LISTENING <3

IG: @33delirium

ODAIKO (Prod. Pandemxnium)

BurnForEternity (prod. Aragoth x EstheticGloom)

Trust Issues(prod.fukk2beats vi)

Pussy Fathom (Prod. GMRY)

Co Prod w @home_less go fw him

2nd single from GULLY , the next thing i drop will be GULLY

Lyrics:

fuck a nazi 
but we turn yo block to kristalnacht 
and imma dap these bitches
with a jack boot to they grave plot 
got an attitude lil big shot 
talking wild get a big shot 
I got homies that’ll clip ya  tie ya body in a big knot 
they  copy cats when I see my sons I turn to Saturn 
everybody got they motives  and to them you just a ladder 
why u asking me for shit I’m not a genie 
fuck alladin 
we gon hunt you in the daylight
catching prey like we was rabid 
not the same  
I always stood on my own 
yeah that’s ya girl but when shes out she never ask you to go 
she bad as fuck her body fire like Joan 
yeah you can keep on fucking talking  Imma show you all the shit that she had sent to my phone
I’m pissing on you bitches 
either urinal or porta-potty 
beat the pussy up 
she call it crane dick like It know karate 
u know everybody smell like bacon 
when u burn they body 
ill give you a chance if
u  still wrecking shawty 
I’m just playing dirty bitches not my speed
they prolly gimme lice
I’ll give u sum advice 
just quit while u behind im being nice 
they sweeping streets at night 
you hear a knock you better clean the site
if they can’t find receipts
the sentence gon be light
unless it’s white 
and I been going crazy 
locked inside of my head 
drugs got me thinking bout shit that 
I’d rather forget 
then again I know without it 
to myself I’m a threat 
I just hope I got enough to save my moms the expense 
they taxing heavy for the box 
and even more for me to have a spot 
it got me hot 
they sell us 
making money off the prison shops 
and they dont give a fuck they find another when the body drops
so when I see a cop 
that shit synonymous with fucking opp 
cut em like its surgical
 lucky u still vertical 
ping u like the radar 
does to nuclear submersibles 
and then electrocute like there’s a short across the terminals
knock your fucking top off 
turn an opp to a convertable

13 Copps Co-Prod. Homele$$

This is a very difficult song for me to release, so I really hope you guys enjoy it 💜💜💜💜

YOU'RE FUCKING YOUR HEALTH

You 'finna fuck around, get dusted out
Lay a finger on me put you down
I've had enough, I scream so loud
I'll fuckin' drown

You a fuckin' clown
Booze up in you're gut, you're layin' down
Wake up and fuckin' repeat the sound
Don't even know what you speakin' 'bout

Now you passin' out
Now you passin' down
All of the problems you have with yourself
Blamin' the people around, beat 'em down

But later you'll find you're just fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself

You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself
Don't give a fuck about anyone else
Why are you lyin' and sayin' you're well, sayin' your well? Fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself

You're sick of yourself

LETHAL (PROD. VAN LAWSON & KILLJAMES)

DEEMXNN