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singles (2018-2020)

Gratification for Life.

single no. 2 from medication: the prequel

production, mixing, writing, and cover art by me

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Got no lid, feel like gumbo
Rock hard bitch, just like Gummo
Talk shit, don't hit my phone hoe
I want money, I want dough
Got no lid, feel like gumbo
Rock hard bitch, just like Gummo
Talk shit, don't hit my phone hoe
I want money, I want dough

Red and white, just like Trudeau
Aiming my gun, I'ma blow
White bitch doing that snow
Red and white, just like the snow
If I said it, I meant it
Then y'know there's no way to twist it
My squad came ballistic
Gucci Mane, you up in my kitchen
If you talking shit, then that's just that
KSC came and you get real whacked
Talking that shit
Paparazzi surrounding ya crib, then we taking that flak
Yeah, we taking that flak
Got a hazmat vest on, looking real swag
Yeah, I'm looking real swag
Pussy boy ain't been to the place that he said he was
So we dropped him
Got a whole squad, a helicopter, and a tank
Yeah, we gon' rob him
Talk shit, get hit with paparazzi flashes from all angles
You talking that shit, then we gon' send you to the mufuckin' angles
Fuck, I meant angels, haha
On gang, on gang, on gang, on gang

Got no lid, feel like gumbo
Rock hard bitch, just like Gummo
Talk shit, don't hit my phone hoe
I want money, I want dough
Got no lid, feel like gumbo
Rock hard bitch, just like Gummo
Talk shit, don't hit my phone hoe
I want money, I want dough

Platforms

Gumbo

single no. 1 from medication: the prequel

production, mixing, writing, and cover art by me

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Gang, squad, squad, let's go
Gang, gang, gang

You get slimed out, Nickelodeon
Your money too damn short, Napoleon
KSC uber city, we utopian
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Got an army of my own
Never fear of being lone
Medusa head on the gun, turn your ass to fucking stone
Fuck a 4chan user, turn his ass to fucking bones
65 Cadillac, Nina Simone
Oh, it's so quiet in this hidden place
Crystal castle on the neck
Shock you to your waves
Teaching bitches how to swim
Electric shock to the core
You hate him, therefore
You must learn the fucking lore, on gang

Turn the city up
Turn the city up, uh huh, uh huh
Turn the city up
Turn the city up, uh huh, uh huh
Turn the city up
Turn the city up, uh huh, uh huh
Turn the city up
Turn the city up, uh huh, uh huh

Fuck that shit, I'ma bag a bitch
KSC new MLG, we quickscope a snitch
Fuck a rat girl
Mag dump 'til you a hitch
Tie the rope
Better pray forgiveness
Like we was the Pope
Can only hope the sniper don't hit
Or it ain't got a scope
Regardless I'ma tomahawk
You should know that I ain't afraid to bank a shot
The rope ties harder, there's another knot

(All I wanna do is)
Turn the city up, turn the city up
Turn the city up, turn the city up
(All I wanna do is)
Turn the city up, turn the city up
Turn the city up, turn the city up
(All I wanna do is)
Turn the city up, turn the city up
Turn the city up, turn the city up
(All I wanna do is)
Turn the city up, turn the city up
Turn the city up, turn the city up

I'ma count up this dough
This dough, this dough
I'ma get all the moolah
Moolah, moolah

Got an army of my own
But without you, girl I feel so alone
Put me to my tomb
If I die here right now, would you do me wrong?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh

My hoe got a belt from Hot Topic
Bitch wanna fuck, 'cuz I'm trending topic
I get the guap and y'know that I count it
I get the za and y'know that I zip it
Want my old hoe, love bad habits
Bitch wanna fuck, 'cuz she love to riot
Bitch on my dick, 'cuz she love to rave
I'ma count up this guap and y'know that I pay
Bang, bang, two shots rang out to the crowd
I'ma show this hoe how to smoke loud
See what I tot and I'm fucking proud
Bad hoe ask "is that allowed?"

My-my-my, hoe-hoe-hoe, gotta
Bitch-bitch wanna
My-my-my, hoe-hoe-hoe, gotta
Bitch-bitch wanna
My-my-my, hoe-hoe-hoe, gotta
Bitch-bitch wanna
My-my-my, hoe-hoe-hoe, gotta
Bitch-bitch wanna

I'ma count up this dough
This dough, this dough
I'ma get all the moolah
Moolah, moolah

Got an army of my own
But without you, girl I feel so alone
Put me to my tomb
If I die here right now, would you do me wrong?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh

Army of My Own

There's a long road coming, yeah, in front of the way
Been waiting on the flowers, yeah,  to reach my grave
Putting in them hours, like I was working a grave
A side's and B side's, flip the vinyl to play, wassup
Been away from the crowd ever since I was a kid
Knew I was gon' be some special, take a look at this
Five fingers get noticed, they gon' tweet out my biz'
Briefcase in the hand, shine a bitch with my wrist, let's go

Put the kicks in the track, just cause I felt it, and pray to god that my skin turn velvet
Cause what goes on, on my Sunday morning, ain't none of ya business, call back to get the message
KSC no competition, shattered the backboard
Wanna be home town hero, is that too much to ask for?
If you taking notice now, yeah, there's no need to cower
We got quid pro quo plates, serve it like Chowder, let's go

Took a whole year just to finish the tape, I scrapped it when it was finished, I didn't like the take
Back from the dead, yeah, in my glory like Tad'e, violence on the quietest street, it's a murderous play, wassup
Velvet 'volver make a sucker fall to pieces, give a fuck about your niches, it's dinner, so feast in
Serpent tongue when you speak, give me a reason, why I say isn't wrong and an act of treason?
Put my hands in the shackles just for rhythm nation, Janet Jackson on the speaker, we got the biggest basis
Pussy femcel backstab me, blew her face in, mask off like Kray, knew you was racist
Yeah, you get the story, go dumb, lick music
My ideas therapeutic like tread 'volution
So don't tread on me, turn you just like Munich
Rise and falling as an artist, that's basic evolution

Come on and pay attention
Tryna act nonchalant, we didn't have no relation
Saw 'grief' on your second page, shit had twenty plays
You was waiting, bitch, you was waiting
Funny how the times changed and I only got better
It was long road coming, yeah, with the hazardous weather
Had a near death recently, I had to catch my breath
Would've never dropped my tape, so I'ma swag to my death, let's go

There's a long road coming, yeah, in front of the way
Been waiting on the flowers, yeah,  to reach my grave
Putting in them hours, like I was working a grave
A side's and B side's, flip the vinyl to play, wassup
Been away from the crowd ever since I was a kid
Knew I was gon' be some special, take a look at this
Five fingers get noticed, they gon' tweet out my biz'
Briefcase in the hand, shine a bitch with my wrist, let's go

Been ahead of the crowd, no need to fit no shoes
You wanna standoff, bitch this is not BO2
Bitch I'm on a killstreak, need to call a UAV
Got ideas about KSC, let me check ID like
One-two, uh, one-two uh
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight like
One-two, uh, one-two uh
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight like

Long Road Coming

single no. 3 from medication: the prequel

production, mixing, writing, and cover art by me

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You got a chop, but never aim for the fences
Should've stuck to the code like forensic
Claim mad shit, but never even meant it
Y'all stay in a line like convention
Catch you dead alive, but bitch you in no dimension
Bae, these rappers falling off, pussies like One Direction
I say the same thing a lot of times, cause I'm young and that shit at heart
That bitch wanna play with my mental, she pulling the strings and pulling apart
Money talk, that's my primero, KSC raise hell, hit you in marrow
Tell that hoe to leave me alone, cause all I do is flip dinero

Fuck that verse, I'ma tell the truth, I'ma hit this shit out like Babe Ruth
Something weird going on in the scene, y'all keep going up with the same teams
Y'all fixated on them damn gimmicks, should've put y'all in a damn clinic
Half of the scene y'all circle jerk been the same ones touching up on women
But y'all bite your tongue when the alleging is out, hear no evil and you cover mouth
I only hear the stupid shit y'all talk about
It's a cluster-fuck up in this bitch
Suck my fucking dick, I don't give a fuck if I'm underground
Y'all done lost the meaning to the world, all you believe is your account

Put everything to the side and let me know what the fuck you got
Is that shit really real or is you just really talking hot?
Put everything to the side and let me know what the fuck you got
Is that shit really real or is you just really talking hot?

These producers lone wolf actors, give you the knife just to the throat
Homebrew my Wii and delete my data just for the joke, cause I been so woke
Alt right infiltrating the scene, know a few people shaking their hand for the profit
Christian, but a Lane stan, so you know that you believe a false prophet?
My stance been clear, not no need to ever unlock it
Carry the constitute in my pocket, the underground been real art, no market
Feel like BabyTron up with the BIN's, the way I score I get the win
I say how I feel, I do what I do, this shit ain't never been nothing new
Day-one's getting turned so rotten, I think my enemies still be plotting
Or am I just misbegotten, paranoid of my own net trotting?

Put everything to the side and let me know what the fuck you got
Is that shit really real or is you just really talking hot?
Put everything to the side and let me know what the fuck you got
Is that shit really real or is you just really talking hot?

Put Everything Aside

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3. Famous Dex- Playing With Them Bricks
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Easter clips

made 2025.
mixed by me
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birds fly overhead (massi)

planet wisp (typecast)

fortnite jam

prod @jalenvlm

#VLM

Tattoos all on her body, too high, can't see nobody
Bitch yeah, I'll never change, too bad i meant to say
Just touched down in the bay
Im tapped in with your love, yeah i hope you understand
I'm tryna know you, see different it depends
I can't ignore you, don't want this shit to end
I don't see what's so wrong, got smoke up in my lungs
I'm tryna take you home, on the beach got her feet in the sand
Be outside 3x
Tapped in stay in my line, all black tinted went wraith
Bust down with a different frame, outside rock helmut lang
Hop out that chop gon sing, shawty know i'll never change on you

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