(PROD. MARCUS RAUDEL)
(MIXED. WES ON ACID)

can’t lie i be missing on a bitch
money went missing guess i hit another lick
malibu crusin with her tongue on my lip
don’t lie baby cuz i know what it is
got me beat, broken, and bent(x4) 

can’t lie i be missing on a bitch
money went missing guess i hit another lick
malibu crusin with her tongue on my lip
don’t lie baby cuz i know what it is

got me beat broken and bent
the count came short so baby what’s next
shoot me in my chest got a bulletproof vest
still ask god why I walk on red
rather be wine then the blood i spilt 
rather be crying then to have me killed
double up gang on a hundred dollar bill
rather have fame then to hear me vent 
(girl)
can’t you just live
built up thoughts got 20 in storage
i just cane can’t spend time thinking bout you
taking care of 2 new bitches can’t afford it
do or die thug on bitch can’t call it
smack a foo silly on the court ben Wallace
i jumped off too when i saw you falling 
talking bout you can’t recall it
talking about we got a problem
like homie
wtf you do for god
i lay toe tags with the devil
turn up count off gotta get settled
keep yo mouth closed when you talking to mi perro
sucka ass foo cant live
i aint trip on god 
bout a hoe or a bitch
i fucked with you hoe but that was way back then
east side thuggin foo i bang off rip
lv full of the boss up bitch
i been down bad but i never took a seat
i keep my head high and my dickies on crease
you talking bout him but boi thats me
bricked up chillin with a hoe so geeked
you talking bout him but boi thats me
bricked up chillin with a hoe so geeked

can’t lie i be missing on a bitch
money went missing guess i hit another lick
malibu crusin with her tongue on my lip
don’t lie baby cuz i know what it is
got me beat, broken, and bent(x4) 

can’t lie i be missing on a bitch
money went missing guess i hit another lick
malibu crusin with her tongue on my lip
don’t lie baby cuz i know what it is
BENT

im on call with this hoe
she hit my phone ima go
her man just left the crib
i put on true religion sweats
going 90 on the 15
drinking henny out the bottle 
now i’m gone she gone miss me
ways dirty but my bitch clean
fuck you mean ima hit d
my best friend onna kill streak (x3)

Beat, Broken & Bent

I be pimp’d up reppin LV yall foos just wear it on belts

(PROD. MARCUS RAUDEL)

CARD$

LOCS ON MY FACE

(so my lifestyle fuck y’all)
vegas baby I’ma sinner
(so my lifestyle fuck y’all) 

vegas baby I’ma sinner
vegas baby don’t trust me
vegas baby that’s a red flag
diablo es couple toe tags

repppin cry later then smile in my face
that fake ass shit had to get out the way
saw first hand when the game went cold
boyfriend pimpin and (half way hoes)

vegas baby I’ma sinner
vegas baby don’t trust me
vegas baby that’s a red flag
diablo es couple toe tags

linked y’all plugs even front yall dubs 
new coke heads outta line for a bump
cashmere sweater, my sleeve soaking
never trust a bitch my dawg switched 
left me heartbroken

i can’t blame cousin (I can’t even focus)
just some vegas children
take but dont give nun (my blood boil)
y’all know yall dead wrong
go dance to my old songs (when I diss you)
lost my grandpa foo
care less that I lost y’all (It’s like the devil wrote it)
just some vegas sinner 
from the city dawg (cuz you choose’d up)
I’ma vegas baby
(so my lifestyle fuck yall)

SINNER

LOCTIN

I AM

I said these bitches is some sinners 
But they still from my city
That’s up on Hollywood lil bitch 
By that wing stop and denny’s 
Oh you from where?
Ion care 
If it’s not from my city
Hit me
Like I got 20 
Know I’m this close to winning 
And I’ll tip a couple chips
You know I learned that from ginger 
Packs of wolves where I’m from 
We all fight for our dinner 
Don’t be thinkin we rowdy 
That’s just the way that we get it 
And don’t be askin no questions 
I mind my LV business, get it?

42 Degrees (feat. Rat God)

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