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I Don't Wanna Ft Dropping A Popped Locket

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SUPER FLY (FEAT. BROKENCYDE) RADIO EDIT

Anth5ny - OKC (ayeehunch0)

[INTRO]
Lights flashin’, luck laughin’, dice crashin’,  I’m all in.
Feelin’ that rush again, like I’m chasin’ fate in a bottle.
Hittin’ da’ casino, makin’ mad chips,
But every win feel like a war I can’t quit.

[VERSE 1]
Walked in broke, but I’m leavin’ a king,
Heavy chain swingin’, watch got that bling.
Blackjack whisperin’, roulette callin’ my name,
All eyes on me, I’m addicted to the game.
One roll, one spin, one pull on the slot,
Heart racin’ faster than the bullets I dodged.
I been broke too long, pain taught me the math,
Now I double up revenge with the chips I stack.

Mama told me, “Boy, that money burn fast,”
But I love the flame, I ain’t built to relax.
It’s that gang grind, risk over rest,
I play my cards raw, live with no regrets.

[CHORUS]
Hittin’ da’ casino, makin’ mad chips!
Turned my pain to profit, now I cash this!
Every spin feel like life on the line,
But I’m addicted to the climb, addicted to the shine!
Hittin’ da’ casino, makin’ mad chips!
Can’t stop now, I was born for the risk!
Stack it, bet it, flip it, live it,
Ain’t no fear when the grind feel infinite!

[VERSE 2]
You don’t know the feel when you’re broke in the dark,
And that first stack hit, it ignites a spark.
Now I’m throwin’ dice with demons in suits,
Every win whisperin’ lies through the loot.
Luck’s a drug, and I’m deep in the dose,
Fake smiles everywhere, greed the ghost.
Money come fast, but it fade like smoke,
And every bet’s another promise I broke.

I lost brothers to the streets, lost trust to the game,
Now I chase fate ‘cause the pain feels the same.
My chips ain’t gold, they memories in stacks,
Of every night I swore I’d never go back.

[CHORUS]
Hittin’ da’ casino, makin’ mad chips!
Turn the trauma into bankroll flips!
Can’t tell me nothin’, I’ve bled for this life,
My pain been the dealer, my grind been the dice!
Hittin’ da’ casino, makin’ mad chips!
If I lose tonight, I still die rich!
They don’t know the cost of the rush I chase,
I’m just fightin’ the demons with a poker face.

[BRIDGE]
You ever look in the mirror at 4 A.M.?
And wonder if the win was worth the sin?
They say “walk away”, but walk to what?
When the thrill’s the only thing that still fill your gut.
Money don’t love me back, but it listens,
Every bill whisper dreams from a distance.
I ain’t playin’ games, I’m playin’ survival,
Casino of life, luck’s my only rival.

[CHORUS]
Hittin’ da’ casino, makin’ mad chips!
Feelin’ alive every time that risk hits!
Heart racin’, veins full of adrenaline,
I’m sinnin’ for the win, but I’ll do it all again!
Hittin’ da’ casino, makin’ mad chips!
Money ain’t peace, but it numb the shit!
Roll the dice, deal the cards, spin the fate,
If I crash tonight, at least I died great!

[OUTRO]
Yeah… I know it’s poison,
But it’s the only thing that ever made me feel chosen.
Hittin’ da’ casino, makin’ mad chips…
Ain’t just luck, it’s pain I flipped.
I gamble ‘cause life never played fair,
And I still bet… even when no one there.

Hittin’ Da’ Casino Makin’ Mad Chips

You're a Fiend Girl by Dot Dot Curve

You can purchase this track over at my BandCamp (or stream it elsewhere im not your dad)

(Hook: LWYC)
You are stuck in my head, I need a different melody,
‘Cause every time I’m with you, it’s like I need therapy,
I know you want me, I know you do,
Stop playing girl, don’t be rude,
I am filled with ecstasy, and you are filled with jealousy,

(Verse 1: LWYC)
Girl, I know you do,
Come on over, don’t be rude,
I don’t mean to be that guy,
But I can’t help it, not tonight,
And this may seem problematic,
touch your thigh, I got to grab it.
So dramatic, and ecstatic,
hit a homerun, I’ve had practice,
Listen,	I got this down to a science now,
Me and you ain’t nothin’ but mammals so let’s go around town,
Get that crown, you love this sound, 
your new guy is a dumbass clown,
Oops, did I say that out loud?
Now I gotta say it in front of a crowd,

And I can take it back, take it real far back,
To the time that you were on my sack,
Fact check, 	did I ever have a gat or attack mattera fact rat a tat tat
You’re whack bitch and you’ll get smacked so hard walmart will feel the rollback,
God, I don’t even care,
If you get me going then bitch beware,

(Verse 2: Jon Jumper)
I think she's misleading
Got my mind thinking
But by the she's winking
I think I'll stop drinking

Is it obvious
Cuz I still don't know
Is it a counterfeit
Prescription overdose

She likes the fast life
That don't mean shit to me
Name up in bright lights
Now I can barely see

You want the money baby
You better take it all
Cuz I'd pay anything
To get to watch you fall

She said that cutting up these drugs makes her feel alright
She told me stories like a profit from last night

She said that she's not like the rest
I get that a lot
She said that I do it the best
Now I don't wanna stop

Therapy! (Ft. Jon Jumper of UKMG)

This song is called Sex God by Unicorns Killed My Girlfriend fun fact this was their first ever song from 2012 and all rights go to them & Jon Jumper! #gang #banger

Unicorns Killed My Girlfriend -Sex God

Boys Pop The Bottles Girls Pop- Dot Dot Curve

Dot Dot Curve Jams.

https://open.spotify.com/artist/17T9n6qQEPbKvrR7mG3mVn?si=YgGWz4l_RL2bCegoT97mDg

https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/dot-dot-curve/id305696063

https://play.google.com/store/music/artist/Dot_Dot_Curve?id=Ay2higm3hiwhcbzdnsl3j62cw2y&hl=en

I Don't Wanna Ft Dropping A Popped Locket

Dot Dot Curve

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