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FBN Youngin - I murdered my gf

FBN Youngin - Until my day

FBN Youngin - Watch your mouth

Power Up! - (Baby Rilla)

Kan You Feel It ?

My niggas

Lyrics:
(adliborous gunshots)
I had to go get my cake up 
I had to wake up
I had to pop my shit
(Had to pop my shit) 
YumpS at the top
Had to stay up
No you can’t play us
Bro we’re not your bitch
(We’re not your bitch)
Like a white man got that cheese
(Got the green) 
I got the chips in this hoe
Eating nachos bitch
(Eating nachos bitch)
Make love at Benihana’s 
(Ewwww)
I’m dripped out in Fendi 
But love the Prada 
I stay going crazy
I need me a sponsor!
(I need me a sponsor!)

I don’t need your bitch
I don’t want her 
I just want racks
I need the muni
(Bitch!)
(I really need it)
I got a- 
I got a-
I got a- 
(What you got?)
I got a heater 
Let it sizzle
(I got a heater)
(I got a heater) 
(He got a heater) 
Pull the trigger
Let it cook
Stuck on these drugs 
Nigga they the hooks
(They the hooks)
Spit on yo mom
Now a nigga shook
(Spit on that bitch)
He not with that action
That boy is a mook

Yuh, aye, yuh
(Let’s go)
Let off the glick on your dad 
(Let off the glick on your dad)
(Pop, pop, pop)
(Let’s go, let’s go)
(Bitch) 
Know I’m pushing real fast coups
(Know I’m pushing real fast coups)
Aye, yuh, aye, yuh
In my bag it stank
(In my bag it stank)
Boof!
(In my bag it stank)
Aye, yuh 
Her pussy too trash 
Loose!

I’m on the comeback 
Stack that
Pass that
Hit that
Come get your bitch back
I got a wrist tat
Beat that bitch ass
And that boy got a slick back
She mad as fuck
Cause I don’t wanna hit that
(I don’t wanna hit that)
She rev the engine it vroom
Bitch
I had to get some new shoes
(I had to get some new shoes)
She mad as fuck 
That I’m making these moves
To the bag
I had to collect the blues
Like they clues

All these nigga broke as shit
These niggas clueless
I stay hot as fuck in this bitch
(I stay hot)
But I stay coolin
(But I stay coolin)
Yuh
He ain’t have no motion
(He don’t got no funds)
There’s no excuses
(There’s no excuses)
Shot her down like Cupid
(Fa, Fa, Fa)
I put my all in this music
(Bitch)

(adliborous gunshots)
(Okay)
(Okay)
(Let’s go, let’s go)
(Let’s go, let’s go)
(Okay)
(Let’s go, let’s go)
Huh, yeah
Got no funds
Got no way of motion
Bad sight 
I see
Shit is blurry
Losing focus

I had to go get my cake up 
I had to wake up
I had to pop my shit
(Had to pop my shit) 
YumpS at the top
Had to stay up
No you can’t play us
Bro we’re not your bitch
(We’re not your bitch)
Like a white man got that cheese
(Got the green) 
I got the chips in this hoe
Eating nachos bitch
(Eating nachos bitch)
Make love at Benihana’s 
(Ewwww)
I’m dripped out in Fendi 
But love the Prada 
I stay going crazy
I need me a sponsor!
(I need me a sponsor!)

Need Sponsors!

Tom The Mail Man - •IWASBRØKE!• (prod. Mathiastyner)

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**Not officially released**

--Lyrics--
I can't keep walkin' around like I ain't got it
When I do, yeah
Yeah, yeah, (Mathias) Uh, uh, uh

Shawty said, shawty said I was broke, uh
I was dead, ayy, shawty said I ain't had no hope, uh
Got a bag, got these diamond stains around my throat, uh
I'm prepared, nigga wanna see me dead, wanna see me choke, uh
Shawty said, ayy, shawty said I was broke, uh
Shawty said nigga get out the bed, you gotta go, uh
I'm prepared, nigga wanna see me dead, wanna see me choke up
I'm prepared, nigga wanna see me sad, won't send me no love

Uh, and ever since I got a bag I spend all these band like it's notin'
I gotta differ my family, my niggas, my head it's the bitches that love me
I can't afford no security, yes, so I still gotta heat it, it's on me
And she feel the pain when she tryna call
She can't find a nigga that's like me

Ayy, she havin' hard time, she can't find a nigga that's like me
???
She havin' hard time, she can't find a nigga that's like me
She want a nigga that's like me
She can't find a nigga that's like me

She can't find a nigga that's like me
Hard frostbite cold, it's icy
Bitch do I look like I need me a wifey?
I know a lot of these niggas don't like me
I know a lot of these niggas wan' fight me
Bitch I'm strapped up
I know a lot of you niggas don't fuck w' me
I don't need your damn opps
Uh, oh my god, oh my god, damn
I can't keep my hands of my Glock, baby goddamn
Uh, it's not for flex, baby goddamn
I might have to shoot if its danger, I'll pop him

•IWASBRØKE!•

Tom The Mail Man - IWASBRØKE! (prod. Mathiastyner)

produced by k rose & ollieyeahh
written by me
mixed and mastered by me

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lyrics:

I can't even lie to you right now
My life has been falling apart
Fading away cause of you
But I don't blame myself
All I try to do is stay out the way
Cause for the better
You cant be in my arms no more
So bring me back my sweater
The world is getting colder
Gotta watch my shoulder
Cause they be watching me from all postitons
Dont wanna go back I keep my distance
So I watch it all fade away

Please don't waste my time
Just go on you're own
Its easier said than done
But can you try it for me
I'm looking for places to go that nobody knows
My hearts getting cold and I cannot stay sober
and i can't feel no more

lost love

FBN Youngin - I murdered my gf

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