Street Fighter (Prod. forzeycrusade & fxckzeez)

daylight (prod guda)

LYRICS:

All the things you do make me angry
and so confused why do you hate me 
what did i do to you when i talk you get this temper 
i guess it’s nothing new feel my heart turn into ember 

break me at my core 
take some then take some more 
you call me immature baby we’re amateurs 

slap my face and lock the door 
you’re rotten at the core 
when i talk you just ignore me i don’t wanna fight this war 

we said that we had each other 
why did you lie to me 
you let me down 

i gave you everything i had inside me 
you took it all and ran away you left me with nothing
i wish i could take it back go off reverse the past 
wish those times would never happen
cause they never last 

oh no i’m stuck in trouble 
why must i feel this struggle 
i can feel my rage emerging 
pop my psyche like a bubble 
it’s too late but it’s okay 
you were always one to slow play
if i never see your face then it’s alright 
i will not let you control me ￼

Ember

lyrics:

Ya I could get you the drugs u doing now baby
Ya I could do them with you so we both get faded
A lot of pain went into my life it changed me
A lot hate from other side but it won’t faze me
Up inside this royal York exec suite im jaded
A lot rain taps down in the balcony pavement
Back to back nights and im off to a different location
Weed inside the suitcase its a whole situation

I can’t abandon my city but frankly my city dont show any love
She tryna link me im busy if u make an entrance there better be doves
Cause u know I like the temperature up
I put the function on drugs
Really im really the plug
Don’t be a cop u fucking it up
I got an oz
I got the link
Up in this penthouse
I make it stink
My cup keep on bleeding I filled it with krink
If I put more ice in this were gonna sink
I got a goth bitch she got kinks
U gotta a bag but mine like brinks
I make it my brothers do too like jinx
That shit a promise I put it in ink

Ya I could get you the drugs u doing now baby
Ya I could do them with you so we both get faded
A lot of pain went into my life it changed me
A lot hate from other side but it won’t faze me
Up inside this royal York exec suite im jaded
A lot rain taps down in the balcony pavement
Back to back nights and im off to a different location
Weed inside the suitcase its a whole situation

frozone (sorrowbringer)

lyrics:

Baby just do what u want
I could not give a fuck
Fuck it im back from the dead
Come give me head
Maybe a shoulder rub
Lately I wake up in bed
Thinking of bread
I gotta run it up
Walk on this bitch like keds
Throwing these bands
Someone come clean it up
Pop in this matte black coup
Smoke pouring out the roof
Im rollin cookie im blowing out boof
Tennessee honey is getting her loose
Capture the moment I put it in cruise
Ya ya Sewer hell chain on my neck like a noose
Ya I keep a quarter of Kush in my Canada goose

Hop out of bed and I roll me an 8th
I made some money just chilling today
I dont wear rick but they Owen me praise
I need a lighter when I hit the stage
Walk in this bitch and they burning sage
Kicking this shit like Johnny cage
Glow up so bright its Johnny danged
Hitting that mark like Johnny Wayne
Ya
I put his head to my boot
Packet of snus behind my tooth
Way before this I was doomed
And where the fuck were you
How the fuck could I wait
I pour up and punch in my fate
My come up produced a new great
Guess I forgot to punch at my weight
Bitch I control the wave
I got Katara blood in my veins
30 plus deep inside of booth 8
My team piranhas on a good day
Big bundles of the cake
I got in the safe
Its Ironic how u hate
When u aint got it anyway
I wake up im getting baked
If my bitch with me I get laid
I put everything in the dream
Cause I just had to get my way

Baby just do what u want
I could not give a fuck
Fuck it im back from the dead
Come give me head
Maybe a shoulder rub
Lately I wake up in bed
Thinking of bread
I gotta run it up
Walk on this bitch like keds
Throwing these bands
Someone come clean it up
Pop in this matte black coup
Smoke pouring out the roof
Im rollin cookie im blowing out boof
Tennessee honey is getting her loose
Capture the moment I put it in cruise
Ya ya Sewer hell chain on my neck like a noose
Ya I keep a quarter of Kush in my Canada goose

dialtone (evan white x jayden chronowski)

BLOODY 98 REMIX (FROM THE GRAVE)

ima demon from the west im jus tryna keep fangs tucked
jack the g35 take the exit switchin lanes up 
grippin on the fye time to give that bitch a fade up
think u know the bitch then they go and change they face up

hold the plug hostage make a profit 
then its redrum 
snaggin grams up for myself 
bumps inside my bedroom
bongs all on the shelf 
dope whooped up inside the set tomb 
pulling up im raising hell 
ima make him meet his death soon

dont know shit bout nothing 
but ik ur ass done said sum 
love my ak cuz its russian 
dat boy gotta fake one
jock yo shit right off u 
grab the money piece n spend sum 
catch ur ass in public call me crashout 
cuz u said sum 
mink that noggin off yo neck
 its lookin at me dead wrong 

caught that boy without a vest 
he begged his life for ransom
got a big ass knife  collection
think i like my handgun 
ak w a da scope im switchin lanes up 
w my mask on

dont know shit bout nothing
but ik ur ass done said sum
love my ak cuz its russian
dat boy gotta fake one
jock yo shit right off u
grab the money piece n spend sum
catch ur ass in public call me crashout
cuz u said sum
mink that noggin off yo neck
its lookin at me dead wrong

caught that boy without a vest
he begged his life for ransom
got a big ass knife collection
think i like my handgun
ak w a da scope im switchin lanes up
w my mask on

hold the plug hostage make a profit
then its redrum
snaggin grams up for myself
bumps inside my bedroom
bongs all on the shelf
dope whooped up inside the set tomb
pulling up im raising hell
ima make him meet his death soon
hold the plug hostage make a profit
then its redrum
snaggin grams up for myself
bumps inside my bedroom
bongs all on the shelf
dope whooped up inside set tomb
pulling up im raising hell
ima make him meet his death soon

demon from the west im jus tryna keep fangs tucked
jack the g35 take the exit switchin lanes up 
grippin on the fye time to give that bitch a fade up
think u know the bitch then they go and change they face up

mink that noggin off yo neck
its lookin at me dead wrong
caught that boy without a vest
he begged his life for ransom
got a big ass knife collection
think i like my handgun
ak w a da scope im switchin lanes up
w my mask on

HOSTAGE (DEAD WRONG)

SCAVENGER REMIX (DEVILMADE)

lyrics:

Guess who getting they mud up
Shit Im tryna hold my arm out
Im tryna hold this blunt up
Bitch try shutting the fuck up
Im Laughing at u im cut up
I hold this gurk right under my shirt this shit developed a blood lust
I had run over some heads inside of this track hawk
I got money to blow I double my bag up
I got dogs with no fucking paper trail that see me and dap my hand up
I got people I know thru paper mail that might as well be some phantoms

Mr in-between
I am not what u see
I had got real life trouble
Girl u done fucked my double
Really its me and the hustle
Really its me and this duffel
Really its you and the shovel
U getting buried in rubble
All that shit get muffled
All that shit get muzzled
All of this shit online
I promise I pop the bubble
All of this shit get muddied
All of this shit get ugly
Shouldn’t of sent my buddy
He get angry huh
Soon as open this pack
Open the balcony 
Shit get stinky huh
2 racks on these pants
To hold my bands
I got too many huh
3 grams in this blunt
It make me numb
This shit so deadly huh
I lock in at once
I block the sun
I pour some wok
If I come inside party
Im coming with 10 dawgs

Guess who getting they mud up
Shit Im tryna hold my arm out
Im tryna hold this blunt up
Bitch try shutting the fuck up
Im Laughing at u im cut up
I hold this gurk right under my shirt this shit developed a blood lust
I had run over some heads inside of this track hawk
I got money to blow I double my bag up
I got dogs with no fucking paper trail that see me and dap my hand up
I got people I know thru paper mail that might as well be some phantoms

2many (defect)

grief

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