Souls in the Balance

krank (p.ghoulbruh)

lil bitch i pop out on my own 
lil bitch i’m krank i’m in my zone
and no i will not love no ho
outside wit troops like i’m lil o
theyll know the truth when i blow up
that’s not the truth, why’d i go up?
and i ain’t even need no drugs 
lil bitch i did it on my own
i get rich- get rich on my own
and bitch i tatted up my arm
then bitch i tatted up my neck
and ts rlly did not hurt
man you a bitch if ts hurt
you look crazy talkn to her
u so lame can’t talk 2me 
can’t lie i stopped popping them beans
cus ts ain’t do nun to me
bitch u ain’t do nun for me
bitch how am i 2 much for u
bitch u didn’t even c it thru
like wtf i’m supposed to do
bitch i don’t give no fuk bout u
u don’t give no fuk bout me
and u can’t get rich offa me 
cus i’ll get rich on my own 
pop out on my own
get rich on my own 
Uhhh
bitch i’m krank i’m in that zone
i was popping them beans but ts got old
let’s go Ot go see lil o
outside wit troops like i’m lil o
bitch i got 3 but not the o
how u not grown but u so old?
how u not up but u so bold?
u don’t got no rank on me
lil bitch i did it wit no team 
and bitch i did witout u
but u won’t do shit witout me
that man everything u couldn’t be
he show me shit you couldn’t  see
but i don’t think that i’m in love
i’m sorry bae u not enough
i slap that bitch stop noddin off
bitch u rly piss me off
all u bitches do is talk 
all these hoes gon do is lie
like bitch i said it 100x
these bitches servin a hunnid lines
bro jus threw me like seven dimes
go insane gon lose my mind
go insane bitch lose ya mind

lose ya mind

i hop on a beat, they hop on my dihhh
bitch just shut up come take my flics
shi get so wet mite wet my wrist
bitch i’m so up ho get like this
i’m tellin ya grandpa what to do
then i go home hop in the stu
bitch i been movin i open a portal 
these bitches all dying but jynn so immortal 
i’m wit the combat moving mortal 
gripping a compact it still soar tho
i don’t rlly know so i’m tellin em sorta 
i didn’t rly want it i’m tellin em sure tho
had to up my rank, go flex on a bitch
prolly think about me when u fuk tht bitch
he do it way then u fukd me bitch
if you ain’t doin nun you ain’t 4 me bitch
huh
i’m in a 2 door coupe, go fast
upped my rank bitch won’t be last 
fuk my my school i ain’t go to class
fuk me good n smack my- i can’t even say that bro
i’m wit a brand new ho 
i want a brand new pole 
i want a brasntnew bliK!
I WANT A BRAND NEW BITCH
YUH
I WANT A PINK BEAM BLICK
YUH
BITCHTALKN CR8ZY GON GET HER FACE SPLITTT
ION GAF BITCH ROLL MY SPLIFF
HOP ON THE BEAT BUT THEY HOP ON MY DICK
i hop on a beat and they hop on my dihhh
they hop on my dih
yuhh!
bitch just shut up come take my flics
shi get so wet mite wet my wrist
bitch i’m so up ho get like this
i’m tellin ya grandpa what to do
then i go home hop in the stu
bitch i been movin i open a portal 
these bitches all dying but jynn so immortal 
i’m wit the combat moving mortal 
gripping a compact it still soar tho
i don’t rlly know so i’m tellin em sorta 
i didn’t rly want it i’m tellin em sure tho

immortal

Ugly

It is what it was

giraffepussy

1oneam x imsomarcus x pradabagshawty x lil Tony

Lyrics : You got quit the drugs if you wan make it 
You got quit talkin bout all this love if you gon fake it 
I was like five, 12 askin "where yo momma at"? 
Ima slide wit fye, we gon pop out, bring that drama back 

Said you outside, but you not, we gon send shots, it gon sound like fourth July 
You said you wit me, but you not, don’t know why you feel like you forced to lie 
Ian trippin bout shii, she can walk out 
762s shoot through bricks, don’t wan talk now 

gotta M523 in ha system, she keep tryn boot up 
I’m gettn too geeked up off these shrooms I’m feeling like I’m Buddha

You can’t be my bitch 
You can’t b in my clique 
You can’t b round us 
Nah Ian goin for shit ride w blick there ain’t no one I trust 
I pop it back, xan down the hatch I swear my body bout to rush 
But aye lil buddy u got quit don’t waste ya time by fucking up 

You got quit the drugs if you wan make it 
You got quit talkin bout all this love if you gon fake it 
I was like five, 12 askin "where yo momma at"? 
Ima slide wit fye, we gon pop out, bring that drama back 

Said you outside, but you not, we gon send shots, it gon sound like fourth July 
You said you wit me, but you not, don’t know why you feel like you forced to lie 
Ian trippin bout shii, she can walk out 
762s shoot through bricks, don’t wan talk now 
gotta M523 in ha system, she keep tryn boot up 
I’m gettn too geeked up off these shrooms I’m feeling like I’m Buddha

It is what it was

Glitch In The Matrix