doit4

(Swag, Swag, Swag, Swag, Swwaag)

(Chorus)
I pop me a 10 I damn near lost my mind
Took a minute to kick them drugs
You know its up, when you talk, we outside
In the back of my head cant think
These prayers aint goin my way
Asking God am i really gon make it
He nvr show his face
Im stuck in a goddamn case
Let me get off, You aint seeing my face
Cant roll a 3.5 need a break
I got my b*tch So i should be ok:(

I cant fake, I cant ever go fake
BB waist Rick all over my.. You know my taste
Im insane, Keepin that glock on my…
I cant even say
Left me for dead lil boy 
Ouuu left me for dead but im still paid

(Verse)
Dont gotta rock w me fasho, Leave
Lil bro posted up smokin heavens dope, he green
Walk in the door you smelling that odor 
I got them pounds finna put it in motion
B*tch keep blowing my phone up, looking for closure
Ion condone it.

I put myself lastest lil boy im rocking that muthaf*kin shit
Gotta bad b*tch giving me face in the back of whip 
Yeah she bouta get hit
S-C-A-T better come catch me, if you can
Huuuhh I got my bands up lil n*gga
You aint got nun

That was the plan
I put my boy on them bands 
God Forgive me
I put my boy on them Xans, Aah

(Chorus)

left for dead (yunme)

https://youtu.be/Za1t0mT4E8c

pollen

tryna find out who you are

tryna rid myself of heartache

had me wishing upon the stars

but they falling just like pollen

you a 10 baby i’m all in

extend a branch, baby an olive

don’t need advance

got this money it falls out my hand


i’m that nigga don’t need to pretend

had to kill the bitch she was too bland 

only feeling it off of 2 tens

think i’m feeling my rhythm again

 think he quick, but he stuck in the sand


pussy ass nigga why you ducking the blam

she throw it back so i gotta catch it

not a ref but i keep me a tech

swear to god imma come for they neck

i ain’t stopping till there’s nothing left yeah


new coupe gotta blow out the brains

big body take up two lanes

college bitch she from tulane

she choosing cause you lame


tryna find out who you are

tryna rid myself of heartache

had me wishing upon the stars

but they falling just like pollen

you a 10 baby i’m all in

extend a branch, baby an olive

don’t need advance

got this money it falls out my hand


i’m that nigga don’t need to pretend

had to kill the bitch she was too bland 

only feeling it off of 2 tens

think i’m feeling my rhythm again

 think he quick, but he stuck in the sand

Pollen/Earfday prod palette [VIDEO IN DESC]

Lovely

Vodenum

outside (bekzmo)

Lyrics:
(Chorus)
Why you fire up that square you tweakin
I fire up that blunt lil btc and im geekin
Kicking back making racks every region
All my btcs be different dont trip on the seasons
Finna pull up w/ racks, yeah i want me a milli i gotta go get it
Every since i kicked X out my life i been walking around steady spinning
Yeah i get high
Play w/ ya life, why u picking them sides
I cant decide, it took me a minute im racing my mind 
Im stuck in the past im tryna forget it erasing my mind
They tryna deny, im one the realest I cant even try!

(1st verse)
Bet not tell on da gang go to trial
Finna shit on that boy I got racks on my mind
I can tell if u ready to die
I got plenty of problems they playin it foul
Turnt my back i aint going to town
I got stabbed in the back I cant put on no smile
Try to lie to my face aint my round
Spread my benjis and spend it on pounds

We know that you stuck on the couch 
Shooter put up in the house
I know a couple hoez (Yeahh yeahhh)
Travel them bricks to the south
Why the f*ck you gon talk out yo mouth
We gon hit em wont hit nothing else
If i catch em outside nothing less
Finna pull up in rick and i send em to hell
(Thats on me!)

(2nd verse) 
Btc this shit like magic 
Cause I turnt myself to a addict
Why these nggas aint talking no cabbage 
Never go broke put them racks in the attic
Ate one O(oxy) and i turnt to to savage
In 810(flint) bet not mention no savage
Talkin swag and i made it a habit
Takin my swag man these niggas cant have it
Take my shit watch these niggas take damage
Check out the count btc my life goin lavish
In a minute im bout to get flashy
Hop in a scat and i bet you cant pass me
Boy the shit that i do it ain average 
Run up my bag 
boy im finna go cash it
And i stay w/ my ratchet 
Why these niggas ain pass me? 

(Chorus)
Why you fire up that square you tweakin
I fire up that blunt lil btc and im geekin
Kicking back making racks every region
All my btcs be different dont trip on the seasons
Finna pull up w/ racks, yeah i want me a milli i gotta go get it
Every since i kicked X out my life i been walking around steady spinning
Yeah i get high
Play w/ ya life, why u picking them sides
I cant decide, it took me a minute im racing my mind 
Im stuck in the past im tryna forget it erasing my mind
They tryna deny, im one the realest I cant even try!

racing/erasing my mind (3rdeye)

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