bangers 24

hope that she will text back, again

Trsh - Dad Rock

From "The Colour and the Shape" - http://smarturl.it/tcats

Everlong

Aye

Told them boys, watch out
Got a sniper on the roof
I look like I don't follow no one
I just make my rules
I look like I don't copy no one
I just been that dude
She text me every day like, what the fuck you trying to do
These niggas only talk like, what the fuck you trying to do
Yeah, my niggas get the chicken
It's some shit they trying to move
If I do that shit, I'mma win
I ain't trying to lose
Shit, woke up, at like 10AM
I ain't trying to snooze

Oh my god

We shoot everywhere, my niggas
We just sending shots
He going to need some stitches
Need some medics
Yeah, call a doc
If I ain't do this rapping shit, I would trap or rob
Aye
Me and bro in this shit
We like Shaq and Bron
Move with the stick in my hand
This a magic wand
Put it on his life
And he lied, he a Cap-I-con
These niggas dick ride so much, they putting saddles on

Aye
Ok spec
You just got the magic on
Pull up to the spot with hella bitches
This a ratchet-thon
Trapper of the year
Like I'm working at the trapper-thon
Yeah, they say I'm cold
Like a nigga got a jacket on
Yeah, they say I'm cold
Like a nigga got a sweatshirt
Upgrade the Glock
Let me see just how the tech work
I go up these hoes trying to connect, just like a network
And she said I'm hard and she know me
I never met her
What the fuck, she kind of bad
I should have kept her
Aye
Pull up in that bitch
I bet we all aim
What the fuck
I dunk this shit just like LeBron James
Jump so damn high
I bet my fucking balls hang

Aye
You was that little nigga in the hallway
Aye
I'mma win a fucking Grammy, walk on Broadway
Aye
She said that I fuck with you
That's what they all say
I got the ball, can't lose this shit
I feel like Allstate
Got the ball, you can't touch this shit
Can't guard me
Said he want to feat this shit ain't free
You know I'm charging

Have my white shooter on your ass
His name is Marcus
You can tell she like me because she always trying to start shit
They been sleeping on me
What the fuck
I'm finna spark shit
Pull up to yo city
What the fuck, like I'm a Martian
Hit stick a nigga like I'm fucking Micah Parsons
I finish all that shit, but I don't never ever start shit

Aye
Told them boys, watch out
Got a sniper on the roof
I look like I don't follow no one
I just make my rules
I look like I don't copy no one
I just been that dude
She text me every day like, what the fuck you trying to do
These niggas only talk like, what the fuck you trying to do
Yeah, my niggas get the chicken
It's some shit they trying to move
If I do that shit, I'mma win
I ain't trying to lose
Shit, woke up, at like 10AM
I ain't trying to snooze

10AM

Double Dutch

GrindHard E X Rio Da Yung Og - Aint Shit Change

"Why Hold Music ? I BLAME myself for holding myself back regardless of things out of my control, i cant live in peace without being able to do what my heart desires. PLUM4N series is. back with the 4th chapter . love you all. 2025 is active :):


MIAMI VICES

Every Trace Of You Is Gone (Extra Sad Version)

lyrics:

Now he wants to start talking. 
“Go ahead,” when I’m walking. 
Face the lie that I’m hawking. 
“No, don’t wanna, won’t happen.” 

Pope is a rockstar. 
You take your clothes off. 
Heading for the last fight, 
Before our worlds part. 

We can wait forever for the world to untrack 
We can wait forever for the worthwhile track 

And oh you want to start talking 
Fall together-- I’m walking. 
Face the lie that I’m hawking. 
We can always fight. 

You can be the highlight. 
Pope is a rockstar. 
Hoping on a late night. 

How you wanna start talking? 
How you wanna start walking? 
We can make a landslide, dive-in. 
We can let it all go, cave-in. 

(EL) 
You wanna start talking 
(EL) 
You know what I’m walking 

Hoping and a hoping that I won’t cry. 
Hoping and a hoping that I won’t try.

Every Trace Of You Is Gone (Extra Sad Version)

Freddy Loeb