#True #2K4L

Songs made in the Fall/Winter of 2023 that were originally on the rough draft version of “Luhv Notes” that eventually ended up being scrapped.

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Sometimes I Rly Wan’ KMS (Throwaway EP)

#True #2K4L

Lyrics:

Let’s get away for the day and play Slovenia Spades 

Baby count da money while I sip this pain away 

We gon’ hop up off the jet, we got another plane to take 

Do the best I can, just to steer my fate 

Niggas movin’ funny, way too fake, I can’t relate 

I’ma keep it true, know how we do, we cannot break

Gettin’ to this glory, Twané Horry, shoot a bucket

Used to skip school like Sam Puckett, nigga fuck it 

Ninth grade wit’ da blade, a nigga had to tuck it 

I’m da Heartbreak Kid, if that bitch don’t wanna suck it 

On the scene, gettin’ green, used to be a shut-in 

You can live how you want to, these people don’t run you 

I make the shit that ya bitch smoke her blunt too

Slovenia Spades (2K23) (Throwaway) (prod. TWANÉ)

#True #2K24

Lyrics: 

Remember when he was assed out, now bitches pull they asses out / ‘Cause a young nigga flashin’ now, spazzin’ out, lump sum, large cash amounts

He had some doubt, nigga livin’ real attractive now / Before the fame, he was blackin’ out, kicked out da house, had nothing in his pouch

Now he made his route, movin’ out, heard he even in some movies now

If you wanna be like him, stay true and down, do it now 

(She kissed me)

One day you’ll get up, one day you gon’ get up

One day you’ll get dem big bucks, one day you’ll shine in them slugs 

One day you’ll cop that new whip, one day you’ll cop that new bitch 

One day you’ll cop ya own crib, one day you gon’ have you to live

She Kissed Me (2K23) (Throwaway) (prod. TWANÉ)

#True #2K4L

Lyrics: 

Money enhancement, I just need my diamonds dancin’ 

Coolin’ in a mansion, somewhere out in west Wisconsin 

I can’t believe it dawg, shawty so enchanting, yeah that pussy was entrancing 

I just wanna hear ‘em chanting, freaky bitch, she think I’m handsome 

Make my rubies hit da dougie, yeah, I think this li’l bitch love me 

It was a quiet storm da day I was born, I’m super lucky 

Fuck poverty, obviously, glory, we gon’ touch it

Glory ‘n gold da sole subject, young nigga fin’ go public

Young nigga in a ‘98 Benz, wit’ no friends 

I was drowning innat water, ain’t have no defense 

Somebody shoulda told me, you can’t swim, in deep-ends 

Will I make her mine? I think, it depends 

‘Cause if she ain’t suckin’ dick, we can’t even, be friends

Had to get up my mind, it told me, “You can’t win”

But I’m him, lit Virginia Slim, you bitches must be dim 

Baby what’s ya PIN? Rollin’ off dem ‘pins, like a rolling pin 

It’s more to me, like it’s more to them

Nut up on her chin, she like, “Go again”

Don’t give in, nigga, no pretend, fuck makin’ amends 

You gon’ make dem ends, fin’ make you some M’s 

In the gym, mind, body, soul, pockets lookin’ swole 

As-salamu alaykum, that boy he fin’ explode

Just keep it pushing, my nigga, one day you gon’ blow

Life is light molasses, movin’ slow but it’s the fastest 

Da endin’ be so tragic atleast ya liked da middle passage

I be gettin’ high so I can imagine livin’ lavish

Where I rock expensive fabrics and every bitch thinks I’m attractive 

I want it, I need it, I gotsta fuckin’ have it

Light Molasses (2K23) (Throwaway) (prod. TWANÉ)

#True #2K4L

Lyrics: 

We always go Dutch, she still let me fuck 

Givenchy clutch, she got ‘er sub tucked 

Movin’ and groovin’, sporadic movement

I feel like I’m losin’, I strive for improvement 

I know that I’ll do it, I know that I’ll do it 

Money’s an issue, one day I’ll be Jewish 

I’m gone off dem pills, I feel like Will, Smith 

I’m a muhfuckin’ actor, dirty-ass bastard

I feel like Casper, do I exist? 

Sleepin’ all day, I feel like shit 

I need a pill, I need a girl

Who love me for me, I do as I please 

Never official, so how could I cheat? 

Po’ some D in my tea, I feel my gums bleed

I been smokin’ and chewin’, off drugs I feel fluent, that’s just how I do it 

Yeah I got goals but I don’t got no plans

My nigga goddamn, I wish I had friends 

Death comin’ soon, gotta glo’ fo’ my end 

I’m so fucked up, I’m not playin’ pretend 

I need some help, just gimmie me a hand, damn

Lonely Highway (Goin' Dutch & Such) (2K23) (Throwaway) (prod. TWANÉ)

Truest. 

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