Prod. By: @FVCKJLYN

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Lyrics

Profit, profit
All about my wallet, my wallet
Profit, profit
All about my wallet, my wallet

You can keep all your dimes, I don't carry change
I no longer have the time to not do shit all day
I just want a bag, I like my pockets fat
I don't care to check the price, I just pop the tag
I can't be stagnant, I don't got a choice
If you see me with a shorty, then she's just a toy
After I get bored, then I just discard it
Put that bitch back in the spot where I fuckin' found it

Profit
All about my
Wallet, wallet
Wallet

GREEN

GREEN [ PROD. FVCKJLYN ]

[ Prod. Mode$t0 ]

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Lyrics

Bitch
Now you're walking on broken glass
Atoning for your fucked up past
I already knew that we wouldn't last
You're not good at covering your tracks

Bitch
Now you're walking on broken glass
Atoning for your fucked up past
I already knew that we wouldn't last
You're not good at covering your tracks

We booked a flight, but we crashed and burned
We both lived, but you didn't learn
Turbulence made my stomach turn
It wasn't hard for me to discern
I can see into the transmundane
Everybody thought I was insane
They threw their shade because I played those games
They didn't know you did the same
For me, it was a piece of cake
I cast a line and you took the bait
You really should've seen your face
A deer in the headlights

Bitch
Now you're walking on broken glass
Atoning for your fucked up past
I already knew that we wouldn't last
You're not good at covering your tracks

Bitch
Now you're walking on broken glass
Atoning for your fucked up past
I already knew that we wouldn't last
You're not good at covering your tracks

FVCKJLYN

WALKING ON GLASS

WALKING ON GLASS [ PROD. MODE$T0 ]

[ Prod. By: @FVCKJLYN ] 

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Not in material, money is spiritual. What is your price? Can you tell me your worth?

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Lyrics

Racks, racks, racks, racks
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Filling up my pockets, yeah

Racks, racks, racks, racks
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Filling up my pockets, yeah

I just checked my bank account, and it's adding up
I'm getting lit cus both my pockets fattened up
I'm seeing commas and I'm tryna keep 'em stacking up
I want more, nigga, all these racks are not enough
I ain't living lavish, I'm just living savage
I'm just tryna see how big my fucking bag gets
No more time for laxing
Gotta put more work in
I'm no longer hurting
I just keep on earning
Gotta get up and get it, chyea
Put in more work, not finished, chyea
I won't ever stop, I'm still on a mission, chyea
Ain't been up in a minute, aye
I feel great, let's get it, aye
Went from rags to the riches, aye
Now my vision's vivid, aye
Counting every penny, only thing I'm thinking 'bout is fetti
Yeah, I'm on the go, staying steady
All this old skin that I'm shedding
Gas on F, now I'm really feeling ready
Niggas out here really getting jelly
Hating on a nigga, that's petty
I'm just tryna eat, fill my belly
Getting phone calls on my celly
Racks in the bank, commas?
Too many

Racks, racks, racks, racks
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Filling up my pockets, yeah

Racks, racks, racks, racks
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Filling up my pockets, yeah

RACKS

RACKS [ PROD. FVCKJLYN ]

[ Prod. 322 ]

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Lyrics

She said she wanna fuck, I said no thanks
I won't touch a broad if she has no brains
Niggas copping Louis V, they have no taste
Spending thousands on a bag, that shit's so lame

She said she wanna fuck, I said no thanks
I won't touch a broad if she has no brains
Niggas copping Louis V, they have no taste
Spending thousands on a bag, that shit's so lame

Keep the mask on, I don't show face
Lowkey posted at the crib, pull up, no thanks
Niggas think that they're a friend, but I have no mates
They be asking who I'm with, I don't know names
I'm hot like open flames
Burn in torrential rain
Niggas try to be like me, but we are not the same
I'm working through the days
Do drugs to stay awake
I used to try to numb the pain, but it won't go away
I talk to demons in the night because they comfort me
I get to writing on a page when I can't go to sleep
Put my frustrations in a song to get my peace of mind
I hear voices in my ear when I try counting sheep

She said she wanna fuck, I said no thanks
I won't touch a broad if she has no brains
Niggas copping Louis V, they have no taste
Spending thousands on a bag, that shit's so lame

She said she wanna fuck, I said no thanks
I won't touch a broad if she has no brains
Niggas copping Louis V, they have no taste
Spending thousands on a bag, that shit's so lame

NO THANKS

NO THANKS [ PROD. 322 ]

[ Prod. NUTHINGX ]

*BEST RAPPING ON THE #FVCKJLYN TAPE*

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Lyrics

Jumping off heads like I'm Mario
I'm eating on these rappers, no agar.io
I just got bigger, yeah, I leveled up
Earning XP just to level up

Jumping off heads like I'm Mario
I'm eating on these rappers, no agar.io
I just got bigger, yeah, I leveled up
Earning XP just to level up

Call me Sonic cus I gotta go faster, uh
I leveled up more since last year, uh
Moving through the levels, gotta get em clear, uh
Been through a lot it was hella weird
I'm liking 2020 so far
Dwayne Rock, gotta go harder
Schnitzel, but I don't rada
I ain't sweating, all of this is easy
Easy peasy, lemon squeezy
Winds a blowing make it breezy
On the Lookout, niggas couldn't reach me
Even John Cena couldn't see me
Tear gas couldn't even breathe me
A clone couldn't ever be me
Far sighted, I can see into the future
I can heal a wound without a suture

Jumping off heads like I'm Mario
I'm eating on these rappers, no agar.io
I just got bigger, yeah, I leveled up
Earning XP just to level up

Jumping off heads like I'm Mario
I'm eating on these rappers, no agar.io
I just got bigger, yeah, I leveled up
Earning XP just to level up

LEVEL VP

LEVEL VP [ PROD. NUTHINGX ]

[ Prod. @FVCKJLYN ]

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Lyrics

I no longer give a fuck about anything
I already tried drugs, it don't help a thing
I no longer want friends, all these people fake
I find comfort in the rain, cus it numbs my pain

I no longer give a fuck about anything
I already tried drugs, it don't help a thing
I no longer want friends, all these people fake
I find comfort in the rain, cus it numbs my pain

I don't care about your fucking problems
I no longer give a fuck cus I tried to solve em
All you did was come right back
Well don't tell me if it's like that
All I did was give solutions
But you treat me like a nuisance
Pardon me for my intrusion
Now it's time for me to move on
I got better things to do than to hear you out
Everything I ever told you was blocked out
I would treat you like a human but you talked down
Part the reason why I don't give a fuck now
Friend of me? No, not even an enemy
Cut you out my fucking life, now you're dead to me
Remedy? You don't follow recipes
You're dead now, bitch, hope you rest in peace

I no longer give a fuck about anything
I already tried drugs, it don't help a thing
I no longer want friends, all these people fake
I find comfort in the rain, cus it numbs my pain

I no longer give a fuck about anything
I already tried drugs, it don't help a thing
I no longer want friends, all these people fake
I find comfort in the rain, cus it numbs my pain

IDC ANYMORE

IDC ANYMORE [ PROD. FVCKJLYN ]

Prod, By: @Mystxry

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Lyrics

Don't even know what to say, don't even know what to say
Envy all over your face, envy all over your face
Niggas be sending me hate, niggas be sending me hate
Keep your emotions at bay, keep your emotions at bay

These niggas be getting so jealous, that's why I don't fuck with you peasants
Why is you worried bout me? You better be counting your blessings
I already went through all the shit, my nigga, I learned all my lessons
You shouldn't be angry bout me, my nigga, we share the oppression
Whenever you look in my eyes, my nigga, I see your aggression
You mad but you don't even try, you whine and you bitch and you cry
You really be wasting your time, my nigga, I'm always bout mine
You watch as I put in the effort, the same shit you never apply

Don't even know what to say, don't even know what to say
Envy all over your face, envy all over your face
Niggas be sending me hate, niggas be sending me hate
Keep your emotions at bay, keep your emotions at bay

Don't even know what to say, don't even know what to say
Envy all over your face, envy all over your face
Niggas be sending me hate, niggas be sending me hate
Keep your emotions at bay, keep your emotions at bay

ENVY

ENVY [ PROD. MYSTXRY ]

[ Prod. Divisim ]

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Lyrics

All you niggas lack depth, where the fuck's your mind at?
Party, drinking, bitches, drugs, I would never buy that
Your lifestyle ain't shit, I already tried it
I been silent, I can't be quiet

All you niggas lack depth, where the fuck's your mind at?
Party, drinking, bitches, drugs, I would never buy that
Your lifestyle ain't shit, I already tried it
I been silent, I can't be quiet

No, I can't be quiet
I'm more surprised that you niggas ain't die yet
Bet your brains look like I deep fried it
You see a bag, LV, and get excited, never have I liked it
LV ain't shit without a price tag
The way you people fiend makes my mind gag
Ape shit for a brand, man that shit's sad
All I gotta say is, that shit's wack
I wouldn't wipe my ass with that cheap shit
Like Spongebob, all you niggas need it
You need a bag just so you can feel conceited?
You niggas ain't shit, even in your dreams bitch
Even in your dreams, you won't be shit
But a fucking hype beast
Gucci bag, eyes light up like some high beams
It's no wonder why you niggas walk blindly

All you niggas lack depth, where the fuck's your mind at?
Party, drinking, bitches, drugs, I would never buy that
Your lifestyle ain't shit, I already tried it
I been silent, I can't be quiet

All you niggas lack depth, where the fuck's your mind at?
Party, drinking, bitches, drugs, I would never buy that
Your lifestyle ain't shit, I already tried it
I been silent, I can't be quiet

DEPTH

DEPTH [ PROD. DIVISM ]

[ Prod. 42CLO ]

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Lyrics

Blue Screen, good luck getting past me
Do your research, you'll know that I'm ghastly
You underestimate, your system I will decimate
No need to demonstrate, attention's what I captivate

Blue Screen, good luck getting past me
Do your research, you'll know that I'm ghastly
You underestimate, your system I will decimate
No need to demonstrate, attention's what I captivate

You haven't ever heard of the blue screen?
I cause so much problems, I make people scream
The tech team, they're no match, they amateurs
I'm the one thing that always seems to reoccur
I'm not a virus, I'm a malfunction
I cease all function, it's nothing
You're better off cussing and busting
Your PC into fragments and crushing
Check all the forums, ain't nothing to see
None of those niggas could ever beat me
Go ahead and wipe all your drives
Erase all your valuable files
Laugh as I watch all you cry
You're never regaining your life
Really, you're wasting your time
Your PC's now mine

Blue Screen, good luck getting past me
Do your research, you'll know that I'm ghastly
You underestimate, your system I will decimate
No need to demonstrate, attention's what I captivate

Blue Screen, good luck getting past me
Do your research, you'll know that I'm ghastly
You underestimate, your system I will decimate
No need to demonstrate, attention's what I captivate

Blue Screen, good luck getting past me
Do your research, you'll know that I'm ghastly
You underestimate, your system I will decimate
No need to demonstrate, attention's what I captivate

Blue Screen, good luck getting past me
Do your research, you'll know that I'm ghastly
You underestimate, your system I will decimate
No need to demonstrate, attention's what I captivate

BSoD

BSoD [ PROD. 42CLO ]

[ Prod. Fiori ]

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Lyrics

Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap

Bust back, nigga where yo guns at?
Rah, rah, nigga, we don't do that
Op talk, nigga, we don't trust that
Keep the peace? Hell nah, nigga, fuck that
Load it up, pull it back, yeah, we shoot it up
Pulling up, then we shooting where you posted up
Duel wield Mac 10, use the whole clip
Then we pull out, nigga we don't give no fucks
My niggas savage, we all going bat shit, uh
Yeah, Bruce Wayne, black mask, that's it, uh
Yeah, talking all that shit but you can't back it, uh
Yeah, all you niggas stutter like you lagging

Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap

I be walking round wishing that a nigga would
Fucking with the wrong nigga, yeah, I wish he would
Get the chrome then I put it to a nigga dome
Pull the trigger and I send a pussy nigga home
He gone meet his maker
I don't fuck with fakers
I'm the undertaker
I'm a life taker
I'm the fucking shaker
I'm a shot caller
I'm an ice breaker
I'm a trench crawler

Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap
Brrrap

BRRRAP

BRRRAP [ PROD. FIORI ]

[ Prod. Systematik ]

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Lyrics

I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, I'm so sick

I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, I'm so sick

I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, I'm so sick

I have a craving only 808's can satisfy
If I dont get it then I know my symptoms amplify
Doctors told me that my ailment can't be classified
But as the days go on, it just ramifies
People look at me like I'm the one that's going crazy
I probably am, cus I see my vision's getting hazy
I hear a beat with crazy 808's and listen up
Then all a sudden, my vision starts clearing up

I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, I'm so sick

I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, bitch
I have 808 syndrome, I'm so sick

808 SYNDROME

808 SYNDROME [ PROD. SYSTEMATIK ]

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