This sounds like a song that would be in an animated movie soundtrack

Bro why did you take down that water song 😭

Lyrics:

You know I'm living this lifestyle until I'm the one and I ain't gonna sit back
And you know that when I'm gon' make it I'm gonna be feeling myself and won't come back
Ballin' out everyday like I'm Lebron and I'm wavier, yeah than a wave cap
Always on offense, there's no need for defense, so I ain't even thinking about running back
Ain't no running back, not that type of guy
Dripped out, yeah I'm super fly, getting high metaphoric vibes
Feel myself getting super cocky, that's when I know I've become a stupid guy
Everyday I'm lost in my own body, thinking if the end is near it's no surprise
Huh, but I survived, must still have a purpose in this life
Still not sure what it is yet, but God He got me, yeah He's on my side
I don't know if this is it, I guess we'll see if I blow up right
Either way I know I'll be alright
As long I keep good things by my side

Yeah, roof right off the coupe, I told her come and ride (ride)
I unlocked the door, I told her come inside (yeah inside)
Take my time don't take my life (yuh)
She's so bad, wanna be my wife (right)
She get mad, she'll be alright (yeah, right)
I sit back, count up all night (damn)
Girl don't kill my vibe (vibe)
Think I wanna drink and drive (drive)
Pull up wit my mob (mob), wit my bro like Drake and Josh (Josh)
I can't work no 9-5 (five), I'm too busy for a job (job)
I don't spend no time online (yuh), he only tough when he on live (ha)
I don't even ask no questions cause I know that he gon' lie
Send that boy right up to heaven, need no ticket he gon' fly
Send a pair of 22's, we gon' leave 'em paralyzed
He ain't even see me coming, he gon' need a pair of eyes
I keep waking up in a new time zone
She keep calling me, need a new iPhone
She won't put her trust in me, she don't know who I know
I keep going up, I reached a new milestone
I've been coast to coast, I went from LA to NY, yeah
Don't know how to do it, but I tell her we gon' try, yeah
Funny how we made it, funny how this is my life, yeah
Feel like I'm Rihanna, I'm a diamond in the sky

You know I'm living this lifestyle until I'm the one and I ain't gonna sit back
And you know that when I'm gon' make it I'm gonna be feeling myself and won't come back
Ballin' out everyday like I'm Lebron and I'm wavier, yeah than a wave cap
Always on offense, there's no need for defense, so I ain't even thinking about running back
Ain't no running back, not that type of guy
Dripped out, yeah I'm super fly, getting high metaphoric vibes
Feel myself getting super cocky, that's when I know I've become a stupid guy
Everyday I'm lost in my own body, thinking if the end is near it's no surprise
Huh, but I survived, must still have a purpose in this life
Still not sure what it is yet, but God He got me, yeah He's on my side
I don't know if this is it, I guess we'll see if I blow up right
Either way I know I'll be alright
As long I keep good things by my side

Sit Back

Sit Back (feat. Surf) [prod. Asohii]

currently in an oasis

coward w/ kingdom (micheal harrison)

@killdavyn - yeah yeah (on my own)
Featuring @depressionxblanket
Produced by sandin + ace4our + warheart
Mixed by me

Lyrics:
Yeah, numbers up, bands up
Drop that hoe, can’t stand her
Run to the bag like stamina
Come get yo hoe, gotta manage her
Get to the bag, hell yeah
Get that money, yeah yeah
That bih bad, can’t share her
Nigga run up, I dare ya

Nigga run up he get met with the K
I got some niggas that’s ending yo day
Light up the blunt put it all to my face
I run to the bag like that shit was a race
That bitch she ugly, I don’t want that hoe
If she fanned out then I’m dumping that hoe
That’s a man down, I’mma slide with a pole
Fuck a handout, do this shit on my own

Yeah, I’m in love with the mufuckin’ money
I’m in love with the Benjamin hunnids
And the chop make him hop like a bunny
Pull up on him, I told him to run it
Niggas scary, I told him to up it
And that bih wanna blow like a trumpet
British hoe eat me up like a crumpet
Nigga run up, you know I'm gon' slump him
And she want eat me up like a nugget
Mickey D's and you know that she love it
From the back, you know I'm gonna fuck it
Shoot my shot, man I'm makin' these buckets
Pockets they fat, and yo's on a budget
All from the back, that bih got a dumpy
Just 'cause I'm black, that bih call me honey
I wanna fuck, don't want be yo buddy
I'm tryna fuck, shawty know wassup
I put like six shots all in my cup
I just want that little bitch for a nut
That bitch she bad, she not my bud
Her ass too fat, I'm tryna fuck
I got a gat, keepin' it tuck
Get shot in the back if you testin' yo luck

Yeah, numbers up, bands up
Drop that hoe, can’t stand her
Run to the bag like stamina
Come get yo hoe, gotta manage her
Get to the bag, hell yeah
Get that money, yeah yeah
That bih bad, can’t share her
Nigga run up, I dare ya

Nigga run up I’ll blam ya
.223 gon’ end ya
Cross me yeah he dead, yuh
Let’s see where he end up
We gon’ leave him red, yeah
I heard that he fed, yeah
And he off his meds, yeah
That bih give me head, yeah

Why these bitches actin' stupid?
Said she want fall in love I told her I ain't cupid
Movin' like paparazzi watchin' all my movement
And I know ??? they start actin' clueless
Like please don't make me do this
Aim at that bitch I'mma dump with the red dot
I'mma tuck him talkin' 'bout the headshot
Pockets poppin' walk in with this bread stock
Feel like ??? get in make the bed rock
If you switchin' on me, take yo head out
No ID for the tee, bitch it's deadstock
No I never needed me a handout
Rockin' Prada, my bitch proud of me 'cause I'm next up
Bullets hit you from the neck up
Shawty feel me like a check-up
Told that bih get his checks up
Iron on me, had ta press ya
Why these bitches actin'-
Why these bitches actin' stupid?
Steady watchin' my movements
Give me brain like I was clueless

Yeah, numbers up, bands up
Drop that hoe, can’t stand her
Run to the bag like stamina
Come get yo hoe, gotta manage her
Get to the bag, hell yeah
Get that money, yeah yeah
That bih bad, can’t share her
Nigga run up, I dare ya

Nigga run up he get met with the K
I got some niggas that’s ending yo day
Light up the blunt put it all to my face
I run to the bag like that shit was a race
That bitch she ugly, I don’t want that hoe
If she fanned out then I’m dumping that hoe
That’s a man down, I’mma slide with a pole
Fuck a handout, do this shit on my own

currently in an oasis

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