on god
that lil bitch bad then she gon ride
uh, bitch gon ride
la la la

runnin 2 da bag u kno dat i chase it (yea)
gotta mask on me feelin like jason (yea)
and my money its stackin adjacent (yea)
i kno imma legend in da makin (yea)
they see me goin up and dey hate it (yea)
never got me no congratulation (yea)
all i rlly want is to be famous yeah
no i could never be on no fake shi (yea)
yea my choppa it sing on sum drake shi (yea)
when she givin dat head its amazing 
dat little boy wanna talk on da gang til we pull up wit shooters wit no hesitation
yea we walk in wit no invitation
i be gettin higher den a plane bitch (yea)
all of my diamonds dey gettin wetter den a little hoe dat be hearin me make shi (yuh)

all they eyes on me yuh
they tryna peep what i do (yea) 
look at the sky homie yuh
im gettin higher then u (yea)
lil bitch im gettin high off da shrooms (yea)
im jus tryna shoot for da moon (yea)
im jus tryna keep my cool
no i can never play by da rules (yea)
na im tryna jump off da house
jump off da roof i cant stay on da couch 
how she gon talk wit my dick in her mouth 
we killed yo homie u diggin him out
yea im tryna get in my bag (get in my bag)
if he dissin kno we on his ass (we on his ass)
kno he get to runnin like the flash
kno we got a whole extended mag (extended mag)

huh, they tryna steal my swag
ah, i cant go for dat

runnin 2 da bag u kno dat i chase it (yea)
gotta mask on me feelin like jason (yea)
and my money its stackin adjacent (yea)
i kno imma legend in da makin (yea)
they see me goin up and dey hate it (yea)
never got me no congratulation (yea)
all i rlly want is to be famous yeah
no i could never be on no fake shi (yea)
yea my choppa it sing on sum drake shi (yea)
when she givin dat head its amazing 
dat little boy wanna talk on da gang til we pull up wit shooters wit no hesitation
yea we walk in wit no invitation
i be gettin higher den a plane bitch (yea)
all of my diamonds dey gettin wetter den a little hoe dat be hearin me make shi (yuh)

legend

High Sped

fuck a gg!

prod me

sample by Tyla water

lyrics

Time after time I always fucked up 
(adlib)
Tried to write my wrongs but I fucked up
(adlib)
Told her that I'm sorry but I'm out of luck though
She don't really got no love though
Still staring at yo photo's
Take that lil ho to soho
She ain't coming back I know
So I'm staying on that road gas got me moving slow
Yea I know you busy but pick up the phone
I tried to talk finna slide to yo home
I put my pride to the side cause I'm wrong
You acting different tf is you on
She posting quotes now I see what we on
I tried to fix this shit but you keep running away
I told her leave me alone (yea)
Yea why you act like that said you had my back
But you stabbed me in my back
(adlibs)

Time after time I always fucked up 
(adlib)
Tried to write my wrongs but I fucked up
(adlib)
Told her that I'm sorry but I'm out of luck though
She don't really got no love though
Still staring at yo photo's
Take that lil ho to soho
She ain't coming back I know
So I'm staying on that road gas got me moving slow
Gas got me moving slow 
She don't want yea I know
Got no time for ho* 

Time after time I always fucked up 
(adlib)
Tried to write my wrongs but I fucked up
(adlib)
Told her that I'm sorry but I'm out of luck though
She don't really got no love though
Still staring at yo photo's
Take that lil ho to soho
She ain't coming back I know
So I'm staying on that road gas got me moving slow
Yea I know you busy but pick up the phone
I tried to talk finna slide to yo home
I put my pride to the side cause I'm wrong
You acting different tf is you on
She posting quotes now I see what we on
I tried to fix this shit but you keep running away
I told her leave me alone (yea)

vocals by me
mix and mastered by me

slow

#mywayotw
first single ima drop off my way, this project so crazy i can't wait for yall to hear it and these transitions is crazy asf.

written by thekidbbs
performed by thekidbbs
produced by turro
mixed by thekidbbs

That boy he not gang, niggas ain't never change nothing
Still ball hard like dame, i'm flexing pocket change, yeah
I'm like "What's your budget range?", we still not the same, yeah
We keep a few k's, you won't see me tuck my chain, no

Catch him, let it bang, I put that on everything, yeah
Bentley Mulsanne, hop it that and switch lanes, yeah
No, he not gang, can't be me, he just cant, yeah
Pull up red range, cant be stock, it's too plain, yeah

I bring them bags in
I got my brothers with me, tell her bring her bad friends
This guap is forever lasting
Cash out, nigga then, cash in
My brother's they never lacking
He got the aim like a maverick

Soon as i go on the road, I know she'll miss me though
I keep two telephones for her, and all my hitters know
Don't call that other phone, I know she'll miss me thought
I keep two telephones for her, and all my hitters know

That boy he not gang, niggas ain't never change nothing
Still ball hard like dame, i'm flexing pocket change, yeah
I'm like "What's your budget range?", we still not the same, yeah
We keep a few k's, you won't see me tuck my chain, no

Catch him, let it bang, I put that on everything, yeah
Bentley Mulsanne, hop it that and switch lanes, yeah
No, he not gang, can't be me, he just cant, yeah
Pull up red range, cant be stock, it's too plain, yeah

(Pull up red range, cant be stock, its too plain, yeah)
(Bentley Mulsanne, hop it that and switch lanes, yeah)
This is Brandon, i'm gon, i'm gonna be singing a different song
Oh and I forgot to tell yall, I'm bout to show yall something really good
I got my money in my pocket

Ouu! Ft (Gloxxys)

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