WITH THE MOB (Prod. Lollypopbeatz)

ON THE MOON FREESTYLE (Prod. Follex)

made this beat by sampling trippie redd and chris king's song "evel knievel" a couple months back around march. I was pulling up beats for the boys at mozey's crib at a session and we ended up murdering this hoe

GIVE ME A MINUITE feat. Sol Wavy & Kevin Demitri (Prod. Follex)

ViolasCanvas Records, 2022 ViolasCanvas Explicit ™

(LYRICS)

mind games i been playing this like every week
bitch im dying and im stuck and i been feeling super weak 
baby please, (pick up, pick up,) 
pick the phone up for me
i been thinking reminiscing bout the shit i cannot see (aye, yuh)

almost eighteen like damn, i hope it ain’t rough i hope i got friends, i’ll hopefully tie all the ends, i’ll hopefully make all amends, i’m hopefully coppin a jet 
i hope i make it to the end

round like twenty years old imma do all this shit for my life
dont give a fuck pay the price
cause i ain’t even got no rights,
so fuck it im spitting em rhymes

i dont give a fuck about them unless they was my friends or my guys
the ones that i trust with my wife
the ones who can party all night
the ones who could stay for the ride

its like ew change, i just wanna stay the same, like a lil youngin boy in his reign with nothing right up in his plate aye

never gonna sell my soul put that shit on my mother
industries i go discover
hop on this track and im rapping ill never go stutter got heat and im burning my rubber

one day seven years ago, lost a soul man rip my bro
since then i’ve been moving slow through my heart and through my soul

older now and im turning gold
cope with sounds and i cope with flow
making moves by helping bros
saving souls by doing shows

before i die imma go tell you a lil something 
do you really think that you love it?
don’t ruin all this for assumptions 
might host a riot show all these scums a lil something 
you thinking you lost but you running or maybe this shit was for nothing


mind games i been playing this like every week
bitch im dying and im stuck and i been feeling super weak 
baby please, (pick up, pick up,) pick the phone up for me
i been thinking reminiscing bout the shit i cannot see (aye, yuh)

almost eighteen like damn, i hope it ain’t rough i hope i got friends, i’ll hopefully tie all the ends, i’ll hopefully make all amends, i’m hopefully coppin a jet 
i hope i make it to the end

goddamn, goddamn.

IM GOD REMIX (Prod. Clams Casino)

FUEGO PUSH feat. Necconoise (Prod. Follex)

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(LYRICS)

I'm in the booth in this bitch
Young Follex right in the mix
Dropping the bass some like this
Im touching like midas im rich
Mike Tyson i hit with a fist
I said i can't fuck with no Trish
In the city i rap with them kids
It's young Necco young Follex we lit

Posted on the block it's young Follex he the prod
And i know that boy ain't tough i'm finna hit him like the boss
Posted on the block it's young Follex he the prod
And i know that boy ain't tough i'm finna hit him like the boss

Yeah, yeah
Get the fuck up gotta be like number one
Im like hold up hold up i'll be back before the sun
This that shit that you ain't really really wanna want
Don't you try me

He popping an Oxy
She turn to a thottie
We revving no Cardi
Im off of the Cartie
(You-) you cannot stop me
I'm running like Yachty
Im too fly mc im too im too fly mc marty

Aye, i be sliding with your bitch
Ride around town Motorola on her fit
I got drakes and got nines it go rip
Mop on my head got tints on my whip
Top of the morning uh i put Goyard on my tee
I might wake up and go brush my teeth with some lean
Ou, what you need i got it on me
Ou, what you-what you need i got it on me

I'm in the booth in this bitch
Young Follex right in the mix
Dropping the bass some like this
Im touching like midas im rich
Mike Tyson i hit with a fist
I said i can't fuck with no Trish
In the city i rap with them kids
It's young Necco young Follex we lit

IN THE MIX feat. NeccoNoise (Prod. 730HAHAH)

DOUBLE UP feat. NeccoNoise (Prod. Snowy)

UH OH THOTS [REMIX] feat. Saint A

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(LYRICS)

might hit your head with a brick
tweaking the fuck off the bottle
you a demon young boy you can’t trick me
with the guides yeah that been my motto
all these people gonna peep at my history
super sketchy motherfuckers with the five o
what you really wanna see, is it my life or my dreams you wanna get in let the fye blow

fit only rock white tee
hundred - hundred bands hope i ain’t too deep
court side game start court side flee
in my third eye goals all i see
imma paint this shit up with the pain i bleed 
flex four’s up every-time i grieve 
might live a life doing time overseas 
fuck roll up the dice on the life i dream

might hit your head with a brick
tweaking the fuck off the bottle
you a demon young boy you can’t trick me
with the guides yeah that been my motto
all these people gonna peep at my history
super sketchy motherfuckers with the five o
what you really wanna see, is it my life or my dreams you wanna get in let the fye blow

SUPER SKETCHY (Prod. Lvcien x Vert2k)

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(LYRICS)

dropping bands on em fast cars with them nascars keep them whips going
fuck em hundreds make a bag large i ain’t a bad star imma keep growing
lakers balling we jan-sporting keep a wrench on me imma geek on it
i am just tryna be honest, i ain’t the life of the party

i got a smith in the back of my layer
it clicking it clacking it blow up like flares
i’m making my money while they gonna stare 
i got no more proxy gotta hide over there
dropping em now bitch come and hand me my crown
using no blick and no rounds
i just be fisting your bitch
and then i go tax on the rich and make em all drown 

oppositions want a hundred bands
doing shit like aim for that man
drake dissing lead to hunters men
nah fuck diddy i ain’t talking damn
too much on my plate yeah
and these pussy boys faking
i make money by singing
imma go super sayin yeah

wayne gon bang yeah
and the place got bass
yeah they know where i stay yeah
just look what i made
and the time got late yeah and these hoes gon break
i need time for a change yeah
got stuck in my ways

like smoking and bake, like getting so stuck on the bait
like sitting right down masturbate, i never done did all these takes 
but imma go do what it take i’m doing this shit in my fate
bitch, do it my way
bitch, im at my pace
bitch, im on the race
(fa-fa-fa-fa) feeling like tay k

dropping bands on em fast cars with them nascars keep them whips going
fuck em hundreds make a bag large i ain’t a bad star imma keep growing
lakers balling we jan-sporting keep a wrench on me imma geek on it
i am just tryna be honest, i ain’t the life of the party

TRYNA BE HONEST (Prod. Vert2k)

BEST FOR BOTH (Prod. Forza)

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(LYRICS)

(Slat, what, go)
(Go, woah)

I want a palace I want diamonds I want villages
But I'm on timing gotta do it gotta live and shit
Yeah, still gon keep my dreams and I'm fulfilling em
Sliding on these beats like I'm a minute man

Gotta stay connected, connected all the time
Really gotta start becoming friendly with my mind
If I don't gotta steer myself from feeding on em lies
Woke to the feeling now deceiving all the time

You don't wanna be with us, that's okay
You don't wanna be with love, that's okay
That's uh,
That's alright
That's alright
That's alright

I want a palace I want diamonds I want villages
But I'm on timing gotta do it gotta live and shit
Yeah, still gon keep my dreams and I'm fulfilling em
Sliding on these beats like I'm a minute man

It's so black out, need some white out (go)
Living and I'm in the mission, with no fright now (woah)
It's all up to you pipe up or pipe down (go)
Gotta do these things like do it right now (woah)

I want a palace I want diamonds I want villages
But I'm on timing gotta do it gotta live and shit
Yeah, still gon keep my dreams and I'm fulfilling em
Sliding on these beats like I'm a minute man

Gotta stay connected, connected all the time
Really gotta start becoming friendly with my mind
If I don't gotta steer myself from feeding on em lies
Woke to the feeling now deceiving all the time

CONNECTED (Prod. Shvde)

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(LYRICS)

i ain’t need nobody need no gang only me myself
fucking with these thotties form Da Vinci in a sticky hell
what you tryna talk what you feeling what you really feel 
yeah, what you really feel

i can’t pop no x i can’t pop no pill
singing multi-colors i ain’t need no deal
fuck the ice chain fuck the AP watch
fuck what they be saying all they talk is 
wok

only place im going is the money field
call me bob the builder way i create real
i might rent a Benz just to mother-fucking swerve it
dropped my ex bitch just to find my only purpose
all these rappers wanna kill i told them boys they need some purging
they used to call me class clown now i own the fucking circus

i gotta pave the tracks gotta do it for the youth and
had to make some racks just to prove i wasn’t stupid

steady dissing everybody living life in such a clueless 
and any young boy driving life into the ruins
stop the scamming shit stop the molly popping jit
all that shit ain’t really cool you just like a looser bitch

i ain’t need nobody need no gang only me myself
fucking with these thotties form Da Vinci in a sticky hell
what you tryna talk what you feeling what you really feel 
yeah, what you really feel

WHAT YOU REALLY FEEL (Prod. Brav06)

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(LYRICS)

damn, you with the cops im with robbers be on my team and you got you a prada
i cannot fuck with no choppa imma go pull up with fists and a mazda 
you in the gang with the mata imma go live up my life how i wanna
you geeked on X, pussy boy like gunna, gotta do it gotta do it how you wanna

trip, aye, im finna take a lil trip aye, 
living my life on the edge, aye
that’s how i’m doing this shit, aye
i ain’t never fuck with no diss i ain’t never out-talk my shit, really gonna love how i live
now i steady go stack my bricks now i’m doing all this shit to the end, i ain’t give a shit about shit

run up the guap and my gualla 
do it for my mom and my papa, yeah yeah
cooking more bands now im bopping 
sipping on wok can’t drop em
i been feeling like the one
never really needed guns
only needed all of my fun
only really needed all that i want

ou, drum it, aye, all of my life finna drum it aye
808 coming it’s bussing everyone mad cause they all with the fuck shit
got some advance i got me advance like woah, im finna drop this shit
cooking my tapes i work and i dance i go, that’s how i’m balling bitch

lets go, hitting that bitch from da back im like woah
hop on the beat and i’m saying let’s go
i can’t talk to them, niggas they fake can’t walk with them like no 
thinking i’m cardi i stay with a pole
and i stay w my niggas, I stay with the bro
2way.Jude like 2way Elsa upping the 40, im letting it go

feel like a Dell cause im boutta go boot up
they think i’m a big ‘cause i stay with a shoota 
come through with the pump like I’m getting my loot up
I been big dawg, you niggas some putas 
i step on the beat like i’m wearing some pumas 
like watch your step, nigga watch the kicks 
like watch that strap nigga, watch the blick
like watch yo girl nigga, watch yo’ (count up)

COPS & ROBBERS feat. 2WayJude (Prod. Follex)

SWITCHING SIDES (Prod. Brav06)

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i think i’ll go take another route
i just say fuck what they talking bout
more hundreds to break till the sun is out
don’t want me a bae for the fuck and bounce
i need me a place to go come on down
so why can’t you stay when im coming down
not playing mind games bitch you balling now
better stay in your lane or i wont come around

she aint like where i lay cause they love me now
say take it for granted you’ll wonder crowds
but fuck what i say what im really bout, that’s what you said with that open mouth
you ain’t really loving like no one now
you made full of hate why you hate my sound
drop a new tape and i break it down
fuck what they say what they talkin bout

i said grow your talent
drop that bitch she ratchet
all this time you spending
fuck all your expenses
your life gettin reckless
boy i’ll make my palace
make some money then i stack it
i up my value cash it then i fuck up on the baddest

i think i’ll go take another route
i just say fuck what they talking bout
more hundreds to break till the sun is out
don’t want me a bae for the fuck and bounce
i need me a place to go come on down
so why can’t you stay when im coming down
not playing mind games bitch you balling now
better stay in your lane or i wont come around

i’m in FL wit my studio
me n g3 make a movie woah
we pay for the weak fuck keeping loads
im dropping them beats now they pay for those
walk my walk i’ll break your nose
talk my talk i’ll slay yo throat
wait while i creep to avenge my soul
we mosh on your feet like a goated cult

she know i came back cause i needed more
she bumpin i’m god thats a broken score
she drive me insane she my favorite whore
play with my chains while we on the floor
i think i’m in love again she said she wanna have some sex
oh no it wont happen again, can’t deal with that fucking stress

i think i’ll go take another route
i just say fuck what they talking bout
more hundreds to break till the sun is out
don’t want me a bae for the fuck and bounce
i need me a place to go come on down
so why can’t you stay when im coming down
not playing mind games bitch you balling now
better stay in your lane or i wont come around

BREAK IT DOWN (Prod. Follex)

VIVO LA VIDA feat. Merino (Prod. Follex & Velcy)

RACKS UP REMIX (Prod. Pierre Bourne)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2024 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

(and i fight where the body go)
(yeah yeah)
(and im moving swole, get it in my lone)

and i’m moving swole, get it in my lone
fighting with the mind where the body go
you might reap the price as a músico 
so will i speak in might through this musical 
say they fake in spite why they do it though
stage 4 in the life 40 pounds of gold
base drop never lie, say like what you know 
fake don’t ever try, go and break some doe
baby i don’t bite i just wanna know
what it’s really like living in the mode

on em rocks, on my top 
will i clock a chance damage made me walk
don’t you want my hard revenge this shit’ll get you locked
bb imma rock and dance might wack you with the heart yeah, yeah

tie up a knot 
hot don’t you fall and get knocked 
my brother told me to avenge him running through fields out the box
live in the circle no betting what you gon live in the for the dott
living my life in lieutenant im gonna rule this life nostalgia 

and i’m moving swole, get it in my lone
fighting with the mind where the body go
you might reap the price as a músico 
so will i speak in might through this musical 
say they fake in spite why they do it though
stage 4 in the life 40 pounds of gold
base drop never lie, say like what you know 
fake don’t ever try, go and break some doe

OUT THE BOX (Prod. Tyko Vain)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2024 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

LYRICS: 

i’m with the squad yeah i’m with the squad
i’m with the squad yeah i’m with the squad

i’m with the squad, fuck off the percs and the ball, was 8 wit the guap at the mall
i flash and i rock, rick on me like i am a ross, the fleet running out to my block
like cotton i swab, sticky wipe i’m in disgust, fucking that bitch was a buss
i keep it a buck, running more bands like yum, bite it might sound like a crunch

huh, huh, huh, yeah
they like who that is (who that is)
run like two day fits (two day fits)
talking that two way rich (two way rich)
bitch im whole no jit (whole no jit)
talking like way legit (way legit)
tucking like waluigi (waluigi)
walking like new again (new again)

i’m with the squad yeah im with the squad
(with that squad)
i’m with the squad yeah im with the squad
(with that squad)
i’m with the squad yeah i’m with the squad
i’m with the squad yeah 

i’m with the squad, fuck off the percs and the ball, was 8 wit the guap at the mall
i flash and i rock, rick on me like i am a ross, the fleet running out to my block
like cotton i swab, sticky wipe i’m in disgust, fucking that bitch was a buss
i keep it a buck, running more bands like yum, bite it might sound like a crunch (yeah, what, what)

SQUAD / FIREARM REMIX (Prod. Arbitrary)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2024 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

(LYRICS)

yuh, i’m off the pain, leaking a tune
i’m boutta show you what’s up
picking and choose, what you wanna do
pouring the forty right up
up on the scale and i double up
i gotta dream i do, work on my groove, the cash i run it up
hop in the whip go vroom i hope we don’t crash i hope we not locking up

yeah, yeah, too fake damn yeah they drain all the juice, yuh
yeah, yeah, too fake damn yeah they drain all the juice, yuh yuh


yuh, i’m off the pain, leaking a tune
i’m boutta show you what’s up
picking and choose, what you wanna do
pouring the forty right up
up on the scale and i double up
i gotta dream i do, work on my groove, the cash i run it up
hop in the whip go vroom i hope we don’t crash i hope we not locking up

LEAKING A TUNE (Prod. Starjay)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2024 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

(LYRICS)

i’m touching on time so don’t you rewind 
i’m catching this shit while it pass

yuh, i’m touching on time so don’t you rewind i’m catching this shit while it pass
been working on my not closing no sides
you pointing talk shit wit no rest
i’m touching on time so don’t you rewind i’m catching this shit while it pass
been working on my not closing no sides
you pointing talk shit wit no rest

catch me tripping out my mind i suffice
got these benjis from me working all night
yuh, triple from double we grow
minimal money to tall
bitch i froze when i jug in my mode i smoke and i take a new tote
we buzzing right up through the floor, you gonna see through the score

yuh, i feel like a stock my way my mood up and down
letting go in cities now I’m cruising town
young boy can’t come hear me now
six nine feet up out my sound 
like an english boy with a muffin pound
kush coma leaking out my mouth
when the city hot no one see him now
pussy boy who you flaking now

i’m touching on time so don’t you rewind i’m catching this shit while it pass
been working on my not closing no sides
you pointing talk shit wit no rest
i’m touching on time so don’t you rewind i’m catching this shit while it pass
been working on my not closing no sides
you pointing talk shit wit no rest

TOUCHING ON TIME (Prod. Killerram)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2024 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

LYRICS: 

yeah yeah yeah yeah 
track hawk, the way i whip this bitch look like a scammer
trap dawg, i get to the bricks i don’t sell fetta 
woke up cold outside you know i’m fucking with this weather
i just drop a ten then up a ten my sleep got better

yeah, uh uh
you should know if we twinning with Barretas 
i got sum to lose, yeah that pussy and my sweater
is just bought new kicks they cost me half my high speed catch up
pussy boy wan’ talk bout me but he can’t even catch up

yeah, i’d be fucked if i really couldn’t can’t be done
they call me Tommy when i’m ripping shit no Tommy gun
first off winning from the shade i’m pushing up what’s up

i been a runner with the cane like eighty two
my friend name roger got precision with the clues
pop out Friday put a milly on a tune
uh, hit like thunder when we merging up in two 
my fingers fidget when the timing is immune
i took a shot at least i learned what i could do
bands all she wanna
i just got the beat said i’m crazy for the summer
lazy losing faith get the fuck up out your slumber

i can’t stop no matter causing my infliction 
moving with the brass i got to do what i in-vision 
don’t you do by them cause what you say is so evicting 
i ain’t need no chair no restitution for the sickness 

yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
woah woah woah woah 
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
woah woah woah woah 
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah

track hawk, the way i whip this bitch look like a scammer
trap dawg, i get to the bricks i don’t sell fetta 
woke up cold outside you know i’m fucking with this weather
i just drop a ten then up a ten my sleep got better, yeah

BETTA (Prod. Ok & Tonycomputerlove)

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LYRICS:

Hundred, hundred
Hundred rate, she got my heart and soul yeah
Beat the pain, we saving kids I hope, yeah
I can foresee shit from distance like a telescope
She wan' feel the wave and ride it like a metronome, yeah, yeah

Never mention shit I'm knowing this
Mac 10 bad talking funny this shit turning to some grits
I ain't give a fuck bout the ways they hating on my mix
All money talking shit this ain't fulfilling me
That's my bad though

I start this shit from dreams, then I make it true
From that night, I was pushing Z's way past on the snooze
Might make it right, but I can't go back so I'mma leave this time
I face my fight, got so detrimental learned less in the school than in my mind

Got me flexing like I'm feeling like the man now
I did this on my own, nothing they can say now
Finna zoom, going to the moon I'm finna make it run
That boy said there smoke so we gon' pull up we gon' spin they sons
On the high way, yeah we go to top reaching new speeds
If she not getting on her knees kicked out of my place
I got a cougar she got no gram was using my space
You know I'm getting to the money I'm down for the chase

Four Loko it's drunken I said they can't take nun' from me
Standing by I'm cutting raging harder than young Cudi
With some young hustler boys and we burning for something
I just dropped the shit that ain't serving me for nothing, yeah

Hundred rate, she got my heart and soul yeah
Beat the pain, we saving kids I hope yeah
I can foresee shit from distance like a telescope
She wan' feel the wave and ride it like a metronome, yeah, yeah
Okay

METRONOME feat. Rellstar (Prod. Ok & Tonycomputerlove)

DEVINE REMIX Feat. Saint A

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(Lyrics) 

it’s a lot of shit on me so don’t you pistol test me 
who you think you riding with hoe i ain’t snuggly boy i ain’t 
teddy rocking dirty jeans said i ain’t cold no Thomas Shelby 
two sides to this shit like a coin the odds get heavy 

it’s a lot of things stay conscious 
gotta work with ambition like a pirate 
popping thirty new checks Pimp Scottie shit 
working for the plaque that’s diamond bitch 
in this life i’m dominant 

walk out they singing a tune i put the wrap on the tank, no pain, i run out 
i got a snake in my boot, yeah, she faint, when i done told her i jumped out 
i brought my dream what you got now 
a pinky new ring for the buss-down 
she like to flex give no love 
she get in your head rip your guts out 

none of me weak get it strong like this 
watching my route, kick the ball right in 
saw my face now this shit getting scary 
right by the street saw him creep jump fence 
walk in the bitch war ready i cat get in like a medic 
hasta la vista im bombing it heavy 
pick up the pace now this shit getting better 

i’m in the MIA 
pop out that box i get the change 
she wanna fuck i run away 
i’m running shit, y’all bitches hate 
word to my clique y’all minute made 
i pay the tax you blow Ukraine 
i swear this world saw better days 

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah it’s a lot of things stay conscious 
gotta work with ambition like a pirate 
i’m on the top like myron 
popping thirty new checks Pimp Scottie shit 
working for the plaque that’s diamond bitch 
in this life i’m dominant

DOMINANT (Prod. Fawevr)

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(Lyrics)

y’all boys read the room i’m watching out for ghosts
i ain’t no rapper bitch i ain’t talking out my dome
waiting in my blues, i catch dominos 
found my way i’m grooving out my high and low

babe you know i’m going for the top, that’s my top
rocking my weight and i ain’t talking my watch
slide through the pain and i come with a knock
i manifest i do it a lot, new SVJ inside my garage
it’s on the way no tripping i’m locked
running green for the base like a dance in the block
why i just look outside, there’s the cops
swear i just work on my, what they want
these bitches bummy type, never talk
i got no privacy, shut the fuck up

beans on weed get you stuck up
it’s no lie you the one
i talk banter but i get it done
rap in my way who the fuck wanna run one
y’all toting beams that’s fucked up
these pussy boys don’t know, another new wack and it’s hitting your own
the shooters ain’t never gon’ get no vote

yeah, i search a way in my route, i search a way for the answers
i rip the mask off of faces too, don’t nobody come at me backwards 
i patent my phases too, yeah i run with the chapplar
i said fuck the factors, i’m a tiger and a lion I’m attacker 

ou, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i’m on the way in my run
can’t catch up in my way you dumb
like a casper dang i stay around
look in your brain what’s up 
all of these things you think about
think in that mind no stutter

walking out the bank got loot, no amount to lose
it’s a lot of things i choose
it’s some other way i move, for my truth
living i narrow my groups
and if it a thing or two, or a lot to do
it’s never gonna change my route
know i’m gon’ make new room
yeah, i’m gon’ take that too

y’all boys read the room i’m watching out for ghosts
i ain’t no rapper bitch i ain’t talking out my dome
waiting in my blues, i catch dominos 
found my way i’m grooving out my high and low

NO PRIVACY (Prod. JRogue)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2025 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

(Lyrics)

Got that cold
D-d-d-drop that pulse
Way i cope
Grab my coat

How nice, to feel, light of moon while loving 
All my, new thrills, kill the time i bought in
Two times, i spill, what the heart been wanting
No fright, you see, ain’t no room to call in

So many things in my head
Still thinking ‘bout what you said
I been facing my demons with M’s
It’s the way i cope, grab my coat
Flee while i hop on the plan 
You got cold, drop that pulse
When you gon’ jump out the land

Got that cold
D-d-d-drop that pulse
Way i cope
Grab my coat
Hop on the plan
You got cold, drop that pulse
When you go-

Hop-hop-hop-plan-plan
Got that cold
Drop that-drop that-drop that
Hop-hop-hop-plan
Got that cold
Plan-plan-plan
Drop that-drop that
Hop-hop-hop-plan
Got that cold
Drop that-drop that 
Hop-hop-hop-plan
That-that
I did 

I did
Benji caught it
Henny drop it 
Binge i stop it
Kickstart start it
Been my project 
I’m harmonic 
Won’t you beg my pardon 

Bled, doctor bled
Baby no respect 
You ain’t got respect 
I been lucid in i run it back
No i love no cash
Off that drama said you can get blessed
That’s like no more stress
Moving different how i love like that
Could you dream like that
All the ways you thought and make it back
New day on attack
Told my mom watch this i take a chance
So i got the check 
I get noticed in my love expressing through my toes and head
You can’t rob my bless all in the end 

So many things in my head
Still thinking ‘bout what you said
I been facing my demons with M’s
It’s the way i cope, grab my coat
Flee while i hop on the plan 
You got cold, drop that pulse
When you gon’ jump out the land

B-b-b-bands i got through the grounds
Chop out the fame and duck out the crowds
You wanna slide, you wanna ride
We gotta kill out the beast in town
Jump out the sin out sound
Ringing a boom in the loud
You wanna ride wit who
No we won’t lose
Gotta go three time now 

How nice, to feel, light of moon while loving 
All my, new thrills, kill the time i bought in
Two times, i spill, what the heart been wanting
No fright, you see, ain’t no room to call in

I did
Benji caught it
Henny drop it 
Binge i stop it
Kickstart start it
Been my project 
I’m harmonic 
Won’t you beg my pardon 

I-i did
Benji caught-benji caught it
Henny drop it
B-b-b-binge it stop it
Kickstart start it
Face my demons with M’s

WAY BAK (Prod. Beau)

DON'T TALK 2 ME (Prod. Rxkz)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2025 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

(Lyrics)
Yeah, take my time
Wouldn't wanna lose my mind
Why would I take your advice
If you wouldn't even wanna go try
Set it off bitch, I put it on vogue
I ain't gon' trip if they wanna fold
All amount of tricks ain't fucking with the soul
Late nights stay cooking with a faygo

I ain't feeling big but I know it's coming soon
I was boutta blitz but seen me in you
I just run and tip bottles hit it with a screw
Hit the right way now we get the pesos
Y'all ain't afraid, y'all just never knew
Swerving in the facts now I'm knowing what to do
Might catch a breeze while I'm tripping 'bout soon
I design ways I'm tryna gain closure
Rocking out the brain

They ain't gon' fuck with the swagger
They ain't gon' fuck with the rules
If it ain't you it don't matter
I keep the faith fuck the chatter
Less that I do
More weight gon' keep me fatter
Choose what you think with that dagger
Life like a long ass dream and it's all I see
Reap what I sow in peace and it's all up to me

Throw that shit left, throw that shit up to the right
I got some shit on my chest, I'm finna speak it tonight while I'm working on my
In the times where there's no rewind I'm gon' make it right, yeah
You can't leave what you might need all for the night

Take my time
Wouldn't wanna lose my mind
Why would I take your advice
If you wouldn't even wanna go try
Set it off bitch I put it on vogue
I ain't gon' trip if they wanna fold
All amount of tricks ain't fucking with the soul
Late nights stay cooking with a Faygo

Aye
In the back room black
It's a lot of shit I blew past, woah
Had to find a few snacks
I don't buy the fruit produce that, woah
What you cry about
See you sipping that drink like a sad soul
In a war admiring what's a shadow
Say it's never to late go make yourself some room

What you blind
You cannot see what's right around the glass
Grow like a tree, let in more light pass
Learning 'bout the tips then we look at what happened yeah
You know what's true from the acts
East bound on my way to my actions
And I dip out my bitch ass distractions
Then I flick off my weight I unpack it yeah

I ain't ever holding back
More amount in me life going by fast
Jumping on the beat asking how I do that
Pressing on the, gas pedal on the track
Load that mix lay the sounds in it
Working on the shit that we ride around bih
Drumming I'm lit by the mountain
Examine hat tricks three times I hit okay, Alright, ye ye alright
Yeah okay, alright, ye ye alright
Yeah okay, alright, ye ye alright
Yeah okay, alright, ye ye alright

FOR THE NIGHT (Prod. julio.)

CHOPPA SING / DNA

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2025 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

(Lyrics)
Stuck in hiding my bag
I should've stayed in my tent
Why the fuck am i paying tax
Uh, i see the fake i detect
I been running up and down the past
Running through the morning like it's track
And i'm feeling nice when i ain't bad
Ou, throw it up we feeling blessed

You know i do this shit, yeah
No i ain't new to this
In my mind got no religion
Feeling hot like Ludacris
Fucker i ain't picking no more sides
And i'm done w-wasting my time
I'm in the bitch three six nine

Yeah, if we keep it safe then we won't be ready
If i stay in this box then i won't get cheddar
Throw that assist let me hit that header
I need a drink been stuck in the desert
Bad lil' bitch in my phone named Heather
Yeah, fuck all the trends i know i'm a setter

You wouldn't lie to my face
You want the love or the swag, yeah
Say what you say with some fuel
I had a taste in the land
A thousand new fans
Now i design a new show
Got the world in the palm of my hands
Cloning won't make you a fact
This comet i'm in it, whip it
Passion attack

Passion and attacking
Passion attack
Yeah, making shit like magic
Passion attack
It went from a dream to a risk it's a lot in my heart, yeah
Passion attack
I just wan' bump with the bass this comet i'm in it, whip it
Passion attack

I seen a part of my fears
From the coast way deep to the end, yeah
It's getting harder ahead
Aviate all throughout next year
I saw the card to the ace
Oh no, baby don't wait for me
It's all more for less
I can't lose to flex tricks

Yes i'm next up, said come 'round if you with love
I might drop off all these benji's go feed you and all your young
T-t-t-they won't be found with no protection
yeah, addressing the town y'all get the message, yeah, yeah

Ou, ou, if we keep it safe then we won't be ready
If i stay in this box then i won't get cheddar
Throw that assist let me hit that header
I need a drink been stuck in the desert
Bad lil' bitch in my phone named Heather
Yeah, fuck all the trends i know i'm a setter

This comet i'm in it i whip it
Passion attack said i'm in it
Yeah i know it has been a minute
Drum with the bass and the kick
Chavo think we in a matrix money duplicating
We winning now they wan' talk all the proxy the bank ain't coming to save us

Yeah, blow it up fuck all the drama, yeah, yeah
Humming i sound like Osama, who, who
We not the same your value in Prada
What they gon' do if they ain't do nada
I keep the faith through the trails and waters
2038 i might turn into father

Passion and attacking
Passion attack
Yeah, making shit like magic
Passion attack
It went from a dream to a risk it's a lot in my heart, yeah
Passion attack
I just wan' bump with the bass this comet i'm in it, whip it
Passion attack

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