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FEAT. CONTRIBUTIONS FROM SWIM TEAM, CLOUD CITY & TY

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TR!LL

Woman

KRAZY BRAZY

DAZE LIKE THIS

don't you know that me and you we not the same?
yeah, i cannot rest until i get paid
ima live this life shit like a fuckin game
i'm already over ice, ima keep it plain
the bitch praying on my downfall, give it up
you make money at the same rate that i give a fuck
off a tesla, yeah she hate it, i'm on autopilot
had a dream i was whippin the truck and i couldn't even drive it

i just reached a new level, i'm in freefall
still thinkin bout me when you living with that greaseball
new designer ring on me, bitch, i ain't chris paul
i just woke up in the fuckin morning now i'm pissed off
i just woke up in the morning, i'm alive again
pussy boy run his fuckin mouth, he won't see life again
i got demons, i got demons, i don't need no friends
kid, don't you know what happens when life ends?

yeah, i know where you go when your life ends
yeah, i be creepy-creepin in the night again
hello god, i'm tweakin-tweakin, bitch i'm fried again
it's me against the fuckin world, they hate to see me win
and what you know bout my muhfuckin life, hoe?
i've been living in existential crisis mode
i done been through too many highs and lows
she ask if she wanna link, get sneaky, i said i suppose
do you wanna die?
i just asked her, do you wanna die?
i done bossed up and they act like they surprised
everything on me ain't got no price
YRP, '24, bitch, new cult
i cannot show no love, 'cause my heart is gone
and you cannot fuck with the mob, you can't tag along
20-2024, bitch i'm going strong

(rock with me, yeah, rock with me, yeah, rock with me, ha-ha)
(phenomenon 2024, bitch, YRP, yeah, 2024)
(yeah, real life shit, if he not YRP, he not me, bitch, ha, ha, woo)

FREEFALL

smoke the gas up smoke the gas up
bitch im all about them racks i cant pass up, yeah
i call up my brother need some backup
yrpcc we gonna act up
bitch its ballmart ceo im with nephos im with graves
walking on my tippy toes keep my head above the wave
think im going comatose i can barely feel my face
i got diamonds on my phone lighter fluid in my veins
and all these hoes be talking crazy swear these bitches be insane
i can never get involved im just staying in my lane 
you a broke ass bum boy you gonna miss the train
if you playing with the city then we'll send you to the gates
i got four grams of green in my wallet
shawty told me stop playing these games, i cant pause it
Ima ride around town on a horse like im amish
no dont tell me what to do all your laws i abolish
and my brodie off a pill but i told him he should stop it
but i dont how to feel walking around like an object
man i think i broke my nose going hard in the moshpit
yea i told her im a pilot now she flying in my cockpit

swerve to the right 
yeah swervin swervin
yeah swerve to the right yeah swervin
burden your man actin like a burden
pull up on your bitch and she flirting (swerved)
flirting flirting i’m swerving (yessir)
bitch hi it’s nephoscity 
i pull up on your sin city 
sittin in the clouds yeah cloud city 
we them cloud city boys here we come 
we them cloud city boys wear the crowns
throw it up throw it up like a free throw 
nephoscity graves solvent in the cut

(bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow)
(ahhh, woo, bitch, fuck)
(are you not entertained? phenomenon, YRP 2024)

YRP, money gang, get your life straight
yeah, i'm a high roller, i got high stakes
stay in your lane, you cannot come up to my place
we got hella fuckin' money, throw it in your face
you a lame, bottles spraying now just like some mace
you wanna live like us but you don't even know what it takes
you wanna talk with me but i don't even know what to say
i'm like hold up, wait, yeah, i'm like hold up, wait
i got hella profits, i'm just like a prophet
you could never cross me, my gang strong like crossfit
why you pocket watching? bitch, lil boy go see a doctor, huh
i pass the rock, bitch ima score, i feel like tyrese proctor, huh
i've been around the fucking world, they know me everywhere
everytime i geek up to the clouds, i see nephos there, yeah
you got a problem, we gon' solve it, feel like solvent, hell yeah
i know you scared but you gotta know that life ain't fair, yeah

we them cloud city boys here we come 
we them cloud city boys wear the crowns
throw it up throw it up like a free throw 
nephoscity graves solvent in the cut
ballin we wit solvent we in ballmart 
take the trash out wit body bag
pull up on you bitch body bag
yeah her body bad

we're only just beginning (bitch, woo)
this shit ain't over 'til i say it's over
phenomenon
enjoy yourself while you're still here
more life to you
brought to you by graves, nephos, solvent
YRP, cloud city
the dalles, oregon
milwaukee, wisconsin
and we came up out this shit from bandlab
what the fuck

YRP CLOUD CITY (feat. Solvent & Nephos)

(your love is some type of drug and i need it)

need you to take me higher than i've ever been
i'll take you to new heights you ain't ever lived
i think i finally felt something again
i promise it'll be better in the end
i know you're frustrated in heartache
but baby i just need you to trust me
i know it feel like our love is a waiting game
but when the time's right, ima make it all worth it
when i look into your eyes all i see is perfect
i know i fucked up at times, but i'm still learning
you keep me from wanting to die, yeah, for you i'm yearning
eternal life, yeah i'm hoping, yeah, i'm still searching
i'm really scared to lose you, i hope that this ain't it
open up to me like a book, let me read you bitch
tell me everything that's on your mind, yeah, what makes you tick?
yeah, i'm probably higher than i've ever been

i know you getting tired of waiting on me
if we ever fall out, put the blame on me
if i do it all wrong, put the blame on me
i will miss you if you're gone, but the blame's on me
if you ever fuck it up, put the blame on me
i know you won't do me wrong, but the blame's on me
i can promise you one thing, but put the blame on me
we gon' fall in love eventually

(i just wanna show love to everybody that's came through and decided to sit down and listen to this album)
(i really appreciate every single one of you that came through)
(and, this song's about a special someone in my eyes)
(and, if you guys have that, you know, try to work it out, and there's always light at the end of the tunnel as my friend would say)

(fuck)

TAKE ME HIGHER

She look at me like a burden
Can't tell me shit, yeah I'm earnest
I drove too fast, now I'm swervin'
Hometown plug, way I be servin'
In my bed tossing and turning
In my head solving, ain't working
I still think 'bout you, it's certain
I still think 'bout you

I still think about you, and I hope you think about me too
And everything I try to do, yeah
It's gon' lead me running back to you
But can I just get a hello? (Hello)
Or we just gonna get into it?
I don't even wanna get through it

I don't even wanna try no more
'Cause all you want is more
They say love is an open door
But lately I wanna close that door
Fucked up, yeah, me? Of course
But ima let things run its course
But most of all, let you know I'm yours
You wasn't acting like this before
And now we're arguing on the-

Porch
Stay with me, we could argue in a Porsche
Stay with me, we can- (Fuck)
That too, but I need your support, yeah
Ain't no time, ain't no time, ain't no time for it
You tell lies, you tell lies, I can't save you

I can't save you
Better late than never, I guess it's better late than never
I watch my mind sever, I watch myself die because you let me

Tell me you love me
Tell me you love me
Tell me you love me
Tell me you love me
Tell me you love me
Tell me you love me
Tell me you love me
Tell me you love me
Tell me-

Burden

I don't need a boss, I would never sign a deal
I'm here with Graves, yeah we cooking up a meal
Too gone in the smoke, don't know how to feel
Swear to God ima blow how I'm (?)
We gon' make it spin around, we gon' make it spin around
We the gang to creep around, we gon' burn the city down
I've been smoking through my limit, I've been smoking through the pound
Everybody looking for me, I've been living with the hounds
When it gets cold, Moncler keep me so warm
Got a lot of old money, had it since a newborn
Had to buy my ex bitch, she was acting too torn
She was acting too torn, give her fighting one more

Yeah I had to put on the mask, yeah, you could never ever ever find me
Yeah, I could never take back all these things the same, man it really don't excite me
Why they still talking 'bout my past, I don't give a fuck, ima leave it all behind me
And now I'm up, running all the laps, I just need you right here, right beside me

I just need you, I just need you
I just need you, I just need you
What you wanna eat, got a table for two
I just need you, I just need you
I just need you, I just need you 
I just need you, I just need you
What you wanna eat, got a table for two
I just need you, I just need you

Yeah, I need you right beside me
I feel like I'm Lil Peep, yeah, in my white tee
Ima keep it highkey, I know they don't like me
No you not my twin, you be acting like we Siamese
Ignorance is bliss, I don't care, that's how life be
I don't care too much, idiot's grace
Yeah they talk about me, they never say it to my face
N-A-S-A, bitch, give me some space
L-O-L, hey bitch, I'm from out the way
I got racks in my account, I got money in the bank
I know that they love my style, yeah they say I'm hella dank
And just like my last name, ima send them to the graves
Sending shots, I'm like grrah
My rocker, I'm off it, I'm with Solvent, that's my damn dawg
If you fuck with me, throw up Cloud City with the gods
Night time in the bity, bitch I'm litty, I've been sippin' strong

I could tell you this music shit ain't for the weak
When you was in high school, you hit your peak
When I was in high school, I said fuck the teach
My classmates always tryna ask me for a feat
I graduated, said goodbye to my hometown
Still some muhfuckas back home that be talking down
Yeah, it's 'cause I turned this shit to my town
So don't even try to dap me up when I come around
So don't even try to fill my cup when I'm feeling down
All you rappers fucking suck, I'm the best around
Everybody acting tough but I know you a clown
V-I-N-T-A-G-E, wow
I bossed up, I did my own sound
Turn your speakers up, bitch get loud
You so unoriginal, you following the crowd
Counting up these decimals, I don't even need an accountant

Vintage
That real vintage, man, like
Who the fuck said I was falling off?
Bitch I'm here to stay and there ain't nothing you can do about it
Oh my days
God bless America
Cloud City

Idiot's Grace (feat. Solvent)

I could take you everywhere you wanna go
But I know that it's apparent that you're through with me
And I know it's not the same since I've been gone
But you act like you ain't want nothing to do with me
So I'm sitting back, I'm hitting on the strong
Let me put myself out of this misery
I guess you were really right all along
Maybe you ain't deserving of all of me

Yeah, I've been on another level
Yeah, tryna thug it out through the pain, pain
And it ain't my fault that I'm sentimental
Why the fuck it'll never be the same, same
Yeah, I feel like I'm far from heaven
Yeah, baby I'm the only one to blame, blame
Yeah, but you would never get it
You ain't never ever been driving in this lane, lane
We ain't never ever been through the same pain
Young $w1sh, uh-huh, that's gang, gang
Too gone, already fucked my brain, brain
It's really not a damn surprise you remained the same
I'm not gon' lie, it's really hard to pertain change
And you can't save me, can't save, save
Wake up every morning, gotta pray, pray
Everybody switched up but I remained Graves, yeah

Yeah, I'm still the same that you ever knew
Yeah, I'm still the same that you first met
Yeah, I'm still the same that you first loved
Yeah, I'm still the same that you'll now forget
Yeah, I live my life, yeah, with no regrets
Yeah, but I can never get this one back
Yeah, thirteen missed calls
Yeah, it'd probably hurt just to hit you back
Yeah, I know it hurts sometimes
But I promise you gon' be alright
Yeah, we gon' be alright
Yeah, you gotta live this life
You only live once, only die twice
Fool me once, fool me twice
Fool me three times, now it's on sight
Throw up the peace sign, now I take flight

Flight, flight, flight, yeah
Flight, flight, flight, yeah
Flight, flight, flight, yeah
Flight, flight, flight, yeah
Flight, flight, flight, yeah
Flight, flight, flight, yeah
Fly, fly, fly, yeah
Die, die, die, yeah

(Die, die, die, die)
(Die, die, die, die)

No, I don't wanna die young
Go to sleep with the lights on
Then I go ahead and light one
So many pills to die from
Yeah, go ahead, try one
Go ahead, try one
Go ahead, try one
So many drugs in my system
Start seeing purple when I piss, uh
Girl, I think I need you, you my drug
You my love, you the feeling that I've always been missing
You don't know how high I'm getting
I be so high, I forget how to breathe
Oh my god, what's this feeling that I'm feeling?
Oh my god, be so high I can't see

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe

I don't got a fuck to give
I don't need a reason to live
I don't really got a reason to care
Demons in my closet, don't know which one to wear
Talk down on heaven's stairs
They don't want me anywhere
To the moon, baby take me there
Fuck me up, I'm too scared
Check your whereabouts, who's around you
Don't run now, I found you
Oh you want drugs? Show you how to
Oh you want money? Show you how to
Oh you want fame? Show you how to
Oh you wanna die? Show you how to
Oh you want love? Show you how to
Eyes open, gotta watch who's around you

Things Change (feat. LVNE)

I'm the main man, I ain't no side dish, yeah
Big fried, close my eyelids, yeah
I wanna get so damn rich and cop me an island, yeah
Can't trust a bop-ski, hoes wylin, yeah
She got money and she got some mileage, yeah
I'll let it pass 'cause she fly like pilots, yeah
Nothing faze me, I ain't even excited, yeah
Ridin' presidential but I ain't no average joe, I ain't Biden
It's detrimental, put out some new swag, I know they biting
Throw up my bezel, 'cause if I'm in that nice car, bitch I'm ridin
It's perfect timing, if ima drop the pin, she gon' slide in
Chainy gang, got this watch on me, know she like it
Know they watch, and they stop, and they stare when I'm on
2025, they still bump Phenomenon
Trill house, yeah, bump, speakers on
Get right or you gonna get gone

I know they waiting on me, but I told them hold on
When you speak to me, better lower your tone
Swag money in my voice, hear it in my flow
Stop, drop, and roll, biatch, get low
I had 'em going crazy when I did my first show
Everybody love to talk, I ain't worried 'bout no bloke
You ain't never been in my shoes, ain't going toe to toe
We can go bag for bag, we can go flow for flow
You a bitch, but I don't wanna tell you stuff you already know
From The Dirty, you gon' have to check in with the goats
I'm from Oregon, shit get crazy, uh, West Coast
I'm Hakeem with the block, yeah I make the text go green
I'm the new Kurt Cobain, bitch I'm odee
Bitch I'm around a lot of green like I'm on the weed
Every time I really fuckin' speak they love my prophecy
One of one, yeah I find it crazy really being me

Top grrr, top three, gotta top me
You gotta sign a damn waiver if you wanna talk to me
Ain't nobody getting away with talking hot for free
Can't kick it with these lame boys, no comradery
No you not my bruddanem, no you not my comrad
Escort you to your own funeral, I'm wearing all black
I said I can't do this shit right now, I got her blocked, mad
I guess I'll have to settle with me being the best you never had
I’ll take that boy to Neverland, I feel like Peter Pan
I felt like H-I-M before they ever called me the man
They ask him how the fuck he do it, they like god damn
Bitch I'm trill mob tied, throw up my right hand
Feel like I'm from get shit done university
They some certified bitch boys to the first degree
Rock the beat to sleep like I came from a fuckin' nursery
Yeah, everything out your mouth, it's cap, no bap, like it's some perjury (Yeehaw)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
West Coast, had to tell 'em, West Coast, aye
We them goats, aye, huh, West Coast, aye
It'd be better if you didn't fuckin' know, aye
You ain't fuckin' with the damn trill flow, aye
If you gotta tell them you the goat, then it's a no, aye
In this life I'm doing just what I'm supposed to, aye
Put him on a shirt, put him on a poster, aye

Put him on, yeah
Trill mob 2025
AM life
Trillfather

(That's what I'm talking about, that's why he's the MVP)
(That's why he's the goat, the goat)

Get Rite

Fuck with the mob, get you killed off
Fuck-fuck with the mob, get you killed off
Yeah, fuck with the mob, get you killed off
Yeah, fuck with the mob, get you killed off
Yeah, fuck with the god, get you killed off
Yeah, fuck with trill mob, get killed off
Yeah, fuckin' with the guys, get you killed off, yeah

(Woo, woo, woo)

I've been thinking 'bout getting this bread
Fuck with me, I be coming for necks
You ain't gotta tell them you up next, yeah
Ima get him gone with a text
You begging for a quarter back, feeling like the Jets
You look at me and see that I ain't nothing like the rest
I've been living my life, I ain't worried 'bout what's next (Okay)
I could turn the burbs to the trap, cunt (Hell yeah, like)
I could turn the trap to the burbs, cunt (Yeah, yeah)
And they claim to hate it when I speak, but I still catch them singing my words
And you claim to hate it when I leave, I got shit on my plate and it hurts
If you open your eye, you gon' see
If you listen for once you might hear (Might hear)
If you looking for the man, they be knowing that I'm here
With the money, make it rain, bitch it's snowing on my peers
It's some lames at the function, I ain't going over there
Don't be worried what I'm doing, not your problem, why fear?
Had to tell them it ain't safe, ain't no one in the clear
He don't even know shit, in and out one ear
Ima leave him fucked up, headlights to a deer
You be thinking you know life, you ain't even the one steering, like

T-rill, yeah, yeah

Fuck with the mob, get you killed off
Fuck-fuck with the mob, get you killed off
Yeah, fuck with the mob, get you killed off
Yeah, fuck with the mob, get you killed off
Yeah, fuck with the boss, get you killed off
Yeah, fuck with the god, get you killed off (Yurr)

Real music, trill music, aye
Lately I've been stuck up in my ways
Really how am I the one to blame?
Some great things never change
Felt like I was broke yesterday
Now I'm up, they asking for my change
Fuck with me, you might get rearranged
If you hop on the bandwagon, it's okay
This a new wave, bitch it's t-rill
Y'all be tweakin', probably off them p-ills
I don't want it if it ain't real
Baby calm down, just chill
Let's take a trip, just feel
I'm a boss, deal or no deal
Crack the game open like a seal
Living like a king, bitch I'm regal
It don't matter if you ain't feeling me 'cause I'm feeling me
I know what I'm doing in this shit, like literally
They was hating back then but now they love me, that's some shit to me
Too geeked up but it's not amphetamine
I've been tryna leave the old me behind and find a better me
Trill, this a new trap wave, yeah, get with me
Only gods sitting at my table, don't sit with me
All I know is go and get the money, go and get the green
Pull up on a opp like, uh, yeah, green bean
Throw it up in the air, only counting green things
I don't trust no one, so bitch I'm my own team
She a bop, you can tell that she's seen things
Bitch I feel like I'm Brady, 7 rings
In this bitch going brazy, swim team
2025, yeah I'm doing big things
My mom said I'm doing better, said go me
I'm too cold like the weather, gotta GOAT me
Fuck the twin shit, yeah you not my homie
Honestly, why the fuck you acting like you know me?
I got all the bitches going insane, know they loathe me
Hide away in the country, that's so me
Hit it once and forget, nah, that's so cheap
Just want you to show love, yeah, be down for me
I just wanna make it out so my bros eat

Trill

FWTG

Told that bitch I’m trill, she off like three pills
I feel like Meek Mill, this shit a big deal
I rock with very few, I’m great, bitch how are you
If you studied what I’m doing, you’d probably have it too
Bitch I had to run it up on these bitch boys 
Y’all broker than a joke, we some rich boys
These pussies think they Nardwuar, they don’t know shit, boy
I peel off like it’s NASCAR, yeah, this a whip, boy 
And all my brothers eating good, we could pay your rent, boy 
Yeah, shoutout my dawgs, 541 I represent, boy
Huh, what’s the word, what’s the angle, bitch you bent, boy 
Why they sleep on me like they rot in fuckin’ bed, boy 
RIP the dead, boy, huh, like damn, boy 
I got all this motion like I ran and fuckin’ ran, boy 
She seen me in person, she got butterflies, heart stopped
Graves Bin Laden, when I make a song, bomb drop
I ain’t saying sorry, I ain’t singing no damn swan song 
Your bitch crib a short stop, feel like Dansby Swanson 
They bite like a pork chop
Geekin’ at the airport thinking do they know if I’m on some?
All I know is that I’m fuckin’ blessed and I’m awesome 
Yeah, I think I’m lit
Remember I was in The Dirty, I was hopping fence to fence 
How they love me when I ain’t shit? Now I’m up, hate me, it don’t make sense
Yeah, what’s your ETA? Yeah, send me location, yeah
I don’t use my telephone, I block em’ all, yeah
Say the word, I’ll get him gone, we don’t need him no more, huh, yeah
Trill mob tied all day, might tat it on my arm, yeah, yeah
Last time I checked, yeah, there’s only one Graves, yeah, word to my mom, huh, yeah
She told me I’m spectacular, yeah, I agree
Get off my dick like a damn catheter, yeah, you don’t know me
I’m on the top of the damn pyramids, nobody high as me
Are you for real? Are you serious? Bitch, don’t lie on me 

Say your last words, you done, it’s fin
Slide up on a opp, get him chopped like chin
Every time I fuckin’ lose, I still win, yeah, yeah 
I’m gon’ beat the odds again and again, huh, yeah
We gon’ chop him like some cheese, that’s the Ocky way
I’m gon’ hit her like a puck, this the hockey way
Yeah, I feel like Ballmart CEO, it’s the bossy way
Bitch I’m home runnin’ out the park, the Big Papi way
Matter of fact, only God can judge you, yeah, Aaron
I ball like Davis, Baron, they pull up and they starin’ 
I leave ‘em all embarrassed, going up like a lil’ vert, Caris
If you ain’t talking B-I-D-N-E-S-S with the guys, nobody cares
Throw up trill mob if you fuck with me
Throw up-throw up trill mob if you fuck with me
I don’t answer no calls, yeah I know they pissy
It’s up in the air, yeah it’s sent just like 50
I’m gon’ fuck the world in half, yeah, no Diddy
Fuck half, I’m gon’ fuck the world in fourths, you’ll feel my pity 
I go Mike Breen bang, yeah, bang bang Chiddy
We get down to biddy-bidness, yeah, this that nitty gritty
Yeah, bitch I’m from the O-R, 541 my city
Yeah, bitch I got a cold heart, yeah it’s hard to open up
I got like five eyes open so don’t say I ain’t woke enough 
When they hear this shit live for the first time they might wanna turn it up, turn me up

Mob

MOTION GANG MEMBRE

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
T-Mob, yeah, yeah
Yeah, fuck the other side, yurr

Too turnt up, might fuck my money 
He not with the guys, yeah, fuck your buddy 
It’s G-raves gang, yeah, fuck everybody 
Only on one hand I can count who love me
And it’s only one man when the hi-hats coming 
Yeah, I got the whole traphouse jumpin’
Got the biddies from the city like a frat house, buddy
Tweaked out like a junkie, give a damn what’s funny, hold on
Everybody know I’m big poppin’, yeah, big bro lit, let my sister know
Yeah, everybody know I ain’t stoppin’, you know your son lit, let my mama know
Yeah, all of these shows I’m rockin’, you know your kid lit, let my daddy know
And you talking ‘bout a rocker, bitch I’m off it, you know your grandson lit, let my grandma know

I got big ass bands in my big ass pants 
I wish you could see me, RIP to Nan
Yeah, he is just a feed me, come and get your mans
If you talking on me, finna make you do the running man
Matter of fact, I’m finna run your pockets, give me the goods, man
They gon’ call me like they call Saul, I’m a good man
I’m the top don, get lost or get gone
She infatuated, wanna make a damn song with me
Bitch, say something, do you got a problem with me?
I feel the pressure, yeah, it’s really all on me
They know I’m the one, yeah, I’m an anomaly
Go and hit the road, jack, yeah, you out of my league
I’m the best they ever seen like Muhammad Ali
I got the whole crib turnt, why the fuck would I leave?
I got no eyes for a lame, why the fuck would I see?
I’m high in the sky, hook ‘em in like I’m Kareem
An eye for an eye, we gon’ aim and kill everything 
You claim that you a winner, check your phone, ain’t got a ring 
I’m independent forever, I ain’t got no team
Really really, I just wanna thank God and me
And if I got nobody then God got me
I feel like Lady Gaga, bad romancing
I’ve been pimpin’, I’m livin’, livin’ the dream
Gosh dang, Wu-Tang, I’m ‘bout my cream 
You gotta study this shit like a student
I feel like I’m Carti, bitch, I am music
Never in my life I said “I am losing”
If you thought I did then you must be confused, bitch
Y’all-y’all be like Drake, only caring ‘bout views, bitch
I’d be still happy if I never ever blew, bitch
The music is why I just do it
Can’t put me in a cube like Rubiks
Ah, hell nah, they tried to box me in 
I tried to tell them I was him since I was ten
You don’t gotta explain about who you’ve been 
‘Cause that shit don’t matter at the end of the end
‘Cause when a couple things end, yeah, shit begins
Yeah, yeah, there’s a yang to every yin
You not my g-ang, not my kin
I might knock a fuckboy out his moccasins

Knock him out, yeah
Everybody love me ‘til they don’t, yeah
Jeff Hardy from the top rope, yeah
Bitch I’m royal like the pope, yeah
We coming ready to blow, yeah
Like Pop, I want smoke, yeah
Only trill muhfuckas I know, yeah

Ima switch it up, she wanna bang like bongo
I’m in this bitch, I got the vision like Rondo
Wylin out, bitch I might just pull up to the condo
You ain’t on shit, you be knowing what y’all know
Leveled up, bitch I’m foreally going boss mode
You want beef, I bring the shell like tacos
This new style, new wave, yeah, boss flow
Heard there’s lames at the function, I’m not going
Feeling like the white Young Thugga, shoutout my brother
Bitch pipe down, yeah, fuck up
Fuck a opp, yeah fuck your mother
Had to take it down to the DM, like whatup
Why you snaking out your mans, Medusa
Fuck a type beat, I’m my own producer 
When I die, bury me in gold, Mansa Musa
I don’t lie, bitch, ima always speak the truth, yeah

T-rill
Mob

LET THE FAMILY KNO

My mama said don’t go for them TV girls
Yeah, but you something different to me, let’s run the world
Yeah, I got my chains on, you got them pearls
Yeah, money hit them gains like they doing curls
Yeah, and I promise you ain’t nothing like them, hoe, ‘cause you with me
You ain’t never gon’ find another man that gon’ do it like me
When you tryna come into Oregon you better check in with me
When you need to be distracted give my phone a ring

They tryna talk me down, but they can’t walk me down
All I see is a frown, must hate when I come around
So ima have to tear shit down
Let me know, lil’ bitch, if you down for me, yeah, make that sound
Know you wanna set some lil’ boundaries when you out of town
Shit, I get it now
Hoe, you keep it player, bitch, wear that crown 
Just let me know if you down, I’ve been driftin’ down
Tryna find some peace of mind, I need surround sound
Said I need it, bitch I’m too conceited
I done ran it up to the top, they couldn’t believe it
The ones that weren’t with me, yeah, they wish that they could see it
They say that I’m offensive but they just ain’t playing no defense
I done changed a lot but I know no different 
I got demons to deal with by myself so why you trippin’?
I keep my circle so small, like, you can’t even kick it
I like the way you try to take my soul, you so wicked
I like the way you do this, I like the way you do that
And maybe we ain’t perfect, but we already been through that
I pop out at these shows with my woes, they like “who that?”
You just got your paycheck, but in a day, yeah, I done blew that
Turn me up, lil’ bitch, I got the whole crowd with me
Shoutout my brozays, yeah, bitch it’s Cloud City
I don’t know who with me, but I pray that you ain’t against me
Poppin’ out, I’m like, “God damn”, yeah don’t tempt me
I’ll slide you my grr-grr-ah if they wanna test me
How am I full of life but I’m feeling so empty?
Out of luck for a long time, long time
I just wanna go up but there’s nothing in sight, hey
Hey, I love you, don’t die
I done gone through the whole pain of losing someone so many times
I’m starting to feel like every damn day I wake up and I lose my mind
I’m starting to feel like I ain’t okay but I swear ima be alright 
I’m starting to feel like there’s more to life, but I don’t even know where-where to find it
I just gotta get through my vices, yeah, like fuck my vices
It’s addiction and affliction, bitch, it cut deep like a knife is
I take one and then I’m vibing, bitch, I’m going straight to the sky
And bitch I ain’t going outside if I ain’t with my fuckin’ guys 
Get cut like fries if you talk on my guys
Bitch, I chose this for life, yeah, trill mob tied
Yeah, it cost to be a boss, bitch, I gotta pay the price, it ain’t nice

T-rill
AM life

TV GIRLZ

Yeah-yeah, woah, woah
Haha, wait
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye,
Let’s go hoe, uh
Let’s go hoe, aye, uh
Let’s go hoe, aye, ooh
Let’s go hoe, aye
Let’s go, aye, let’s go, let’s go
Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mob

It’s in my hands now, I got plans now
I don’t get jiggy but my money know how to dance now
This shit like Coachella, way I got these bands out
She know all my songs, she my biggest fan, wow
Shit get complicated, shit get brazy, I’m tryna make it work
I’d rather go behind your back and lie ‘cause the truth hurts 
This a whole different type of grind, this that new work
They tell me I gotta chill, I’m giving ‘em hell, ‘cause I’m too turnt 
Go bitch, (grrr) go, go, go
Bitch you done, Mr. Pack Shipper, Oregon to London
I be speaking my mind, they be telling me I’m on some
Mr. Munyun, I’m in love with them honey buns 
Bitch I’m 19 but she treat me like I’m 21
Ball until I fall, touchdown, I don’t ever punt
I’ve been tryna hide away, I’m feeling like I’m on the run
They’ve been tryna find a way to get at me, bitch I’m not the one
Leave ‘em all diminished
Lauri Markkanen, you finished
Yeah, she love the way that I’m in it
Yeah, I geek a lot, I’m spinning
She a freak a lot, I’m wit it
I’m in a parking lot doing jack shit in a coupe with the windows tinted so you know I’m winning
Most of y’all wouldn’t even get it
Most of y’all wouldn’t even hit my line, now you wanna know if I’m fine, okay
I did this shit by myself alone, had to find a way
Bitch I’m boolin’, coolin’, coming in hot like a tidal wave
Come on, let’s get it, let’s go, get that bag, ain’t no time to waste
(Woah) It’s something up in my drink that make me think
Every day is a moment, you might miss it if you blink
I got expensive habits, so I like the spendy things 
We gon’ catch you at the corner, roll it out, let it bling, tell ‘em
(Yeah) You can’t get the drop on me, call me by my stage name 
(Yeah) Side hoe tryna tell me she my main thing
(Yeah) Yeah, I’m making plays, mane
Deep down I’m still tryna change
Do we got a problemo?
Get the fuck from where you came

21 (feat. pirelli)

Yeah, uh, Cloud City
T Mob, yeah

First of all, let me introduce myself
Since y'all think you know me and what's behind the shelf
I'm the heaven sent one from the depths of hell
They like "You popping your shit now, I could tell"
Some days I'm thinking my day ones might forget about me
You might have to open up your mind to see how this shit sounding
Like buddy tweakin' off them bercs, yeah, he moving lousy
And bitch I'm Graves from the graveyard, I'm moving bodies
You dream about this lifestyle but do you really want it?
They wanna take everything from me 'cause I really got it
You just gotta stop talking if it ain't 'bout a profit
Bitch I'm 'bout my cheese, oh jeez, like this shit Wisconsin
Bitch I'm with my brothers from Wisconsin, yeah, Milwaukee
I don't do no talking, yeah, just tell me if you want me
Ima leave him flat in the bushes like a damn zombie
Told her that I rock designer, your man rock Ambercrombie
I'm on live with it, hoe you don't need to rush, just take your time with it
You would be just fine if you just kept your nose out my business
We vibe in it, Cloud City, you know we outside with it
We them boys, crazy how we caught them by surprise, innit?
Top floor on these whores, bitch I feel like Glo, bitch
I'm the one like I'm from Chiraq, I'm D-Rose'in
I ain't never talking to no snitch or a rat, you ain't chosen
I can't pop out to no parties if they don't let the bros in

You wanna pop out with a shawty, yeah, yeah, I know a bitch
I've been a late bloomer, you ain't even seen my glow up, bitch
Yeah, throw up, bitch, throw up T Mob
Thot, got her rocking back and forth just like a seesaw
Yeah, bitch I'm laughing to the bank like hee-hee-ha
Oh, you be thinking that he him, well he-he not
I just need to be all by myself to find some peace, ah
You looking for the owner of this shit, I got the keys, ha
I triple dog dare you to pull up on me, ha
I'm a cowboy with this six shooter, yeehaw
We them cloud boys, we them cloud runners in the stars
Bitch I'm finna do my money dance like I'm hitting the quan
Feel like 2, 2, 3, 6, bitch I've been LeBron
The trillfather gave me three words, yeah, get him gone
Yeah, get him gone, get him out of here
I'm the man, bitch I'm in the land like a Cavalier

CLOUD RUNNAS (feat. Nephos)

(Heh)
They was telling me I was riding the wave, bitch I am the wave
What the fuck you gon’ say now?
Check the numbers, check the stats, no bap
It’s TR!LL 2025, where the fuck you been?
Oh my god

Yeah, I almost voted myself for president, I could change this world 
Yeah, bitch I’m a T Mob resident, bitch I’m geeked up, I might hurl
Yeah, I just gave her a necklace, I wasn’t talking ‘bout them pearls
Yeah, I don’t know why you stressin’, bitch it’s not your problem
Fuck up, yeah, fuck up, bitch, shut the fuck up
Bitch I’m young and rich, I’m that big bastard motherfucker
They tryna come at me, but I’m out the way, undercover
Bitch I’m in that coupe with my cutter, slice that shit like butter
T Mob, they tryna double cross me, bitch I’m mad again
They tryna steal my swag but I just take that as a compliment 
I never half-ass nothing, bitch I’m really all in
Keep the three digits with me at all times, 541 I represent, yurr
Uh, and shoutout my broskinem, I ain’t folding for none of them
Give a fuck or another damn, bitch I don’t
You will never find another man like me
Yeah, ima risk it all, like fuck the outcome
Yeah, she wanna have sex with my album
Ew, counting up them funds in large amounts, like, yeah (Fuck)
Put in work, did it first, leave ‘em in a hearse
I go berserk, leave them pussies lackin’ in the dirt
Bitch I’m the worst, y’all be trippin’ like y’all be takin’ them yercs
I told y’all I would do this shit, now why y’all act surprised?
And now they act like they fuck with me, don’t tell me no lies
It’s a lot of weird vibes, why y’all think I stay inside?
I just hopped up in that booth and told myself we going live
I just hopped up in that booth and told myself let’s make a beat 
I just hop up in that whip and tell myself let’s hit top speed
I just hopped up in my mind and told myself she not for me
I just looked up in the mirror, said “Who that boy?”, I said it’s me 
I just hopped into my brodie crib, said “Let’s go get that green”
I don’t give a fuck ‘bout what your brodie did, y’all hanging with some geeks
Know they hate it when I talk my shit, they say that I’m so mean
You would be talking like me if you was on your shit, ‘cause I’m just doing my thing

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
T Mob, trill
T-rill, mob
Uh-huh

Mobbin’ on some new shit, fuck ‘bout what you do
Invest in Graves stocks ‘cause we going to the moon 
You not with me, you against me, bitch you fuckin’ doomed 
You can’t get in with the mob, I’d run if I was you

T MOB

(Aye man, you know I can't party without my juice man, haha)

(Haha, oh my days)

I feel the noise coming from over there
Beat killer, they put me in the chair
Looking at the sky, like, is this shit real?
Been living the high life, this shit surreal
Yeah, he wanna be T Mob, let's make a deal
Waste your whole life, they chase what they can't feel (They can't feel)
I'm the bagman, won't stop til' I touch a milli, yeah
I'm the bad man, I'll get you gone severely (Grrah)
You say that you want this life, I told 'em forreally? No you don't
You can't catch a play when you touch down in my city, no you won't (Go)
Gotta go across the whole damn world if you really wanna feel me, that's tough
Get your bread up, keep your head up, like 2Pac
What the fuck happened to him? We don't know, like who shot 2Pac, what the fuck
In the sky, bitch I’m fly, ima geek, like why, I’m too gone, what the fuck
They say Graves you gotta drop, yeah, it’s been too long, well I’m here (Woo)
I got the drop on that boy like a beat drop
Do my lil’ dance, I’m hittin’ that bebop
They way under me, I can’t even see y’all
Who that at the door, yeah, I tell ‘em it’s T Mob
You gotta lock in, you gotta T up
It take more than sacrifices to be up
3am, she asking Graves “why you be up?”
I’m chasing a bag, I ain’t got time to sleep, bruh
I’m fancy, I’m sipping water out a teacup 
She want me, I cut her off ‘cause I don’t need ya
These pussies be lames, I don’t like when they be ‘round
Who you know coming harder out of P-town?
Why you be talking ‘bout shit you ain’t been on?
I feel like Beyoncé 
Let’s have a seance (Trill)
Praying to God that I’m gon’ be okay (Trill)
Praying to God to keep lames out the way 
Praying to God to just take me to space (T-rill)
Ain’t nobody ridin’ for you, everybody fake (Mob)
Lames at the function, I bake and shake (Yeah)
T Mob tied, the mafia way
I’m not from this world, I’m out of this place
I treat the whip like a race car (Go)
Full clip fuckin’ up face cards
You a J-R to me like Neymar
She don’t like me ‘cause I break hearts
Big body, big double park
I don’t make music, I make art
Bitch, I don’t play ‘bout my payout, yeah, aye (Yeah)
Take you out with a stakeout, yeah, mob (Yeah)

(You thought we was really finished?)
(You thought this was it?)
(Well you’re in for a real surprise)
(Fuck going on)

MAFIA STYLE

(Woo)

Trill mob tied 2025, look alive, muhfucka, oh my

Trap jump like MJ, bitch I need some headspace
All I'm focused on getting paid, drop a song, you ain't even get no plays
Big dawg all in my X-ray, big ball, I don't even text, aye
Big talking, yeah, check your gang
Where the T Mob at, yeah, I'm gon' stay

Yeah, the mob be the family, pussy understand me
The glitz and the glammy, I'm too turnt, I ain't running out of stammy
The mob be the family, pussy understand me
Give a fuck about no Grammy, I'm just tryna make sure my fam eat

Yeah it's dry season, you in famine
Who the fuck could do it like him, god damn it
I've been hanging on the rim like NBA Jam
They can't do it like the kid, no, they can't stand it
You can go and kick rocks, I'm the big boss bandit
It's just me in this world, I'm the last one standing
Ima geek like, woah, I ain't landing
This shit brazy like some pandemonium
Name a muhfucka that could show me up
Pockets full of big racks, swollen up
Tryna take me down, you don't know enough
Swear to God, S-Teezy going up
Ostracizing me just for showing love
Now they spiting me 'cause I don't show enough
Bitch, I need all the green, I need all the bucks
I need all these things just to prove enough
Bitch I'm grinding, ain't no stupid luck
And your bitch scream, 'cause she know I'm up
Doing big things, they don't know 'bout us
I'm just chilling, I don't give a fuck
And what's that I heard about? They still talking
And my style, swag, clothes, still jocking
Night trip to The Dirty, still mobbin'
Lil' messy on my plate, still saucin' (yeah)
Get racks, muhfucka
Yeah, my name Graves, but the whole state of Oregon calling me that muhfucka (T-rill)
With a capital T and a M, you can trademark that, muhfucka
Bitch I'm like that, I'm like Mike Jack, I'm a bad muhfucka
Bad, racks in the bag
Bitch this ain't no trend, I don't fuck with fads
It's just me 'til the end, I know I'm gon' last
I ain't never gon' miss out on a chance I never had, yeah
It's big love all the time, bitch ima ride for my blatt, yeah
(Brrr) Oh, fuck
I almost forgot to leave that shit in the past
I almost forgot to tell them I'm the biggest bastard like I ain't even had no dad
I gotta chill when I'm chasing, like, all these thrills, lil' bitch I'm living fast
Like fuck the world, I don't give a fuck 'bout none, when I die, can't get it back
I feel like a cheat code, making hits like free throws
You can't even be seen around me, thought you was part of my team, hoe
Back around like nothing happened just 'cause I've been on the scene, hoe
To do this shit I had to move some mountains, now they liking how I sing, hoe
Yeah

COSA NOSTRA (feat. HEADY & GeeSoLit)

Yeah
I used to dream about this shit, yeah, all the time
I had to make a way, make a change for this life
Yeah, pull up, uh, it’s your time, you get sacrificed 

Pull up on the T Mob, let’s go
Bitch I’m rockin’ all these shows
Don’t tell me what they already know
My whole life a free throw
Bitch I got them cheat codes
I could tell that he broke
They out of my league, woah
This power, I need more
Fuck around, delete hoes
That pussy life he chose
I could never be bro
He ain’t never seen dough
Chase him out the back door
He ain’t gon’ come back for more
Young and rich asshole
I’ve been in my bag though

Run it up, watch that cash flash
Bloody boy in the cut, flesh
I don’t gotta tell ‘em I’m coming up next
Head top, head top, coming for necks
Come for a check, might as well get checked
Give it to me straight or might as well get bent 
I need the best, I don’t settle for lesser
They talking too crazy like they’ve been on benders 
It’s AM life, get green like tank
They spreading them lies, they geekin’ on crank
I ain’t got no eyes, I don’t see what they say
And they not my guys, so they not my g-ang 
Yeah, I give a fuck about shit, I’m just chilling
Yeah, I got expensive taste, like b-ling
I gotta get the fuck out of this headspace 
They don’t know what it’s like dealing with dead weight
I ain’t did this shit, but God did
I just took me a risk, I’m all in
I just took him to hell, he wronged me
Do me wrong, cut you off, I’m my mom’s kid
Geek a lot, I’m a real deal zombie
Speak a lot but say nothing, beyond me
T Mob CEO, I’m bossy
You don’t even wanna know what it cost me
Oh my god, oh my G-O-D-ski
I’m a GM, no you can’t fleece me
Style and ease, lil’ bitch I’m steezy 
Put in work, make this shit look easy
Real dope boy, I feel like Jeezy
Dark fantasy, feel like Yeezy
Damn that’s tough, this shit get greasy
I got the ball, they double team me
I hit this shit like a layup, I don’t wanna conversate, just pay up
Gotta g-rind to make your way up, what’s an L-y, nah, we don’t even take none
What the helly? You gotta say some
Pocket diabetes like Dave Blunts
They can’t face me like a laced blunt, keep that shit a buck like a pay stub
The mob told you that you in, but you got cold feet, yeah, I get it
Talk about bags and racks and swag, all of that, yeah, I get it
Bitch I’m cold, subzero, I’m a hometown hero, yeah I’m wit it
I put the ball up in play, ima go up, catch it like I’m Jason Witten
I get down to the nitty gritty, ima keep this shit real witty
Dumb it down so y’all can feel me, crazy world out there, innit?
Bitch I’m real stuntin’, it’s a real homecoming when I pull up to my city
I could give a fuck about who with me, ima still keep this shit 150
And everybody talking down, but they still wanna live this life that I’m just living 
And I’m for everybody, but I’m not for everybody, you just gotta feel me
I told ‘em we gotta make a documentary on me, bro, start filming 
Fuck the world, fuck society, they gon’ know one day who the illest

Mob

IT COST 2 BE A BOSS

Pop out with a thot, do you love me, do you love me not?
Shit, I guess probably not
Pop out with a thot, do you love me, do you love me not?
Wait, I guess probably not

Mister slide on every instrumental, yeah, I rock, bitch
Bitch, yeah, I was raised up in that kennel, I'm a dog, bitch
Run shit like a track meet, give me that medal, oh my god, bitch
All I see is red just like the devil, but I'm with God, bitch
He be talking like he on some shit, but he ain't mob, bitch
T Mob, tell 'em mob, mob, mob, bitch
They can't keep up with this act no more, I got 'em caught, bitch
Your time's up, send you to the graveyard just to rot, bitch
I feel like a gram of za pack, I keep it blunt
If I was a bitch then I'd be serving cunt
I try to tell them about my problems, it's not enough
I'll put you in the pot, I'll scrape you up, you getting scuffed
Ain't worried about back and forth shit, yeah, it was what it was
And I ain't tryna force shit, it'll come when it comes
Did I st-st-stutter? I've been going d-d-dumb
That boy ain't with the program, swear that pussy, he a bum (Uh)

Pop out with a thot, do you love me, do you love me not?
Shit, I guess probably not

From the basement, I was stargazing, feel like Travis Scott
I don't wanna hear your goddamn conversation, you just yap a lot
Cap a lot, act a lie 
After I get this bag, I'm gone
Out of this world, I'm vagabond
I gotta take my spaceship home
Don't even call my phone, you can't even call my phone
I'm Macaulay Culkin in the crib, boolin' home alone
I just gotta get it how I live, yeah, it feel like home
You just gotta take a crazy trip, just to feel me, hoe
I could retire from this music shit and I'd still be happy
Been running up my lil' bag, countin' blues, if you ask me
Ain't fuckin' with them dudes from that section, they some has beens
I've just been with the swim team, running lappies
And they know that my hits clean, no bappy
That boy said he could be me, I'm just laughing, yeah

Fuck what they talkin' about, Trill 2025
Reality is a reflection, shoutout Johnnie
If you can see the money, you can be the money, you feel me?

TIMEZ UP

I got money, I could shit on these hoes
I got money, I could shit on 'em, uh
Bitch, I could take your soul
Bitch, I could, uh, yeah
Muhfucka, let the beat ride for a minute
Uh, they done let the wrong man hop on this muhfucka, like woah

I got money, I could shit on these hoes
You could never be the fuckin' man, gotta cope
Did this on my own, I ain't a plant, yeah, fasho
My music keep everybody high, it's like dope
Got your first bag and you call that shit adulting
It's daunting, Trill mob leave a bitch haunted
I got this bitch bumpin' let 'em jump at my concert
Old hoes steady lurkin', woof, yeah that's awkward
My voice gone, go and get the boy some water
Matter of fact, I don't give a fuck, it sound harder
When I hop up on the beat, yeah, tell me, who the fuck is hotter?
They tell me I ain't shit, but they be lying like Mufasa
I'm something like a big dog, take me off the leash
How the fuck I sound like that? I'm like sheesh
Stick to the cheese all day like quiche
They praying I don't drop but I ain't slept in like weeks
Yeah, they call me brodie, but there ain't no relation
Your main thing and I on first name basis
Big water on me stay fresh like a basin
I don't wanna talk to her no more, she so basic
Mask on, RIP to Doom, I'm so faceless
Your boys ain't never gon' be none, they gotta face it
Chance come around, best believe ima take it
D-Day, I'm finna lock in, word to Mason
My brothers going up, swear to God we doing big things
I'm a real scumbag but I'm reppin' Swim Team
Wrist clean, fist clean, he sleep six deep
She got, whatever the bitches say, like, body tea
Top that, top of the building
I'm so trill, matter fact, I'm like a trillion
She say she like my mind, swear to God I'm so brilliant
Everybody waste my time, they be geekin' like pillies
Graves, how you do it? Swear I couldn't even tell you
You say that you know me, you don't even look familiar
You a waste of space, dump you out by the river
Ima get up, go and get it, I'm a real life liver
You don't know your way around the bands, go figure
I can make the money fuckin' dance and grow bigger
I be shitting on your idols, yeah, I need a baby sitter
Yeah, you ain't gon' be nothing, might as well just give up
Life's a bitch, she might as well just get fucked
Stop talking shit, my brodie really got that hammer tucked
Swerve that shit back we had to double up
Two hoes wanna jump in my section, call it double dutch
Hit 'em with that god damn splash like double clutch
I like my bitches natty, you don't need to get a tummy tuck
You gon' need a Swim Team reservation just to fuck with us
In the studio, 4 AM, bitch I'm staying up
They hate it when I speak but then they hate when I don't say enough
Stop the muhfuckin' dickriding, is you gay or some?
Where the fuck your belongings at? I'm tryna take some
Tryna jack all my damn flows, yeah you Graves son
Heady, both Jonny's, Gee, Pirelli, we the great ones
Too much sauce all on my plate like it's A1
Ooo, geekin' hard in the night time
Every time I'm in the wrong, it's still the right time
My mom trippin' 'cause my watch didn't have the right time
I'm like "Shit, I ain't even know, but it be shining bright"
I like biddies, you like biddies, so we both dykes
Feel like Nephos, Cloud City, we the poltergeists
Every time I was down on my luck I had to roll the dice
Told the bitch I don't even wanna (whew) if she won't do me right
If you talking on me, I'm like Yeezy, bitch it's on sight
Head back to the crib from the P, it was a long night

REAL SUPA AM LIFE

Shit get strange, love, shit changed up
I'm in danger, sometimes I wish I never came up
Waiting for you to slide, but you never came, uh
Everybody tryna tell me what we made of
I really wish that I could tell you life is great, yeah
Shit always leads to that one thing when we gon' make up
Oh my god, somebody save us
Damn, I kinda told you life was strange, love

I'll be back in a minute, I'm just tryna figure it out
Bitch I geek some just to feel at home, lil' bitch I spin around
How is it every time I'm with you, my life turning upside down?
Bitch I know some real deal mobsters, bitch they serve you by the pound
Like, when you come around, ooh
I can't even tell you if I feel at home
How I'm posted with my brothers but I'm feeling so alone?
Bitch I feel like Future Hendrix, bitch I'm going solo
Bitch I'm on my solo dolo, hoe don't take no photo
I've been with my brothers, give a fuck 'bout what you know, though
I've been on my own wave, got this swag they can't borrow
I pour out all my passion and my pain inside this bottle
Sometimes I be thinking I ain't gon' be here for tomorrow
I'd spend my last nights probably seeping in my sorrow
Like, ah
Love me when I'm here, baby, miss me when I'm gone
Let go of what you fear, in your mind you're never wrong
Everything you hear from this lil' shit, just pass along
It don't matter what I do, don't matter if I make these songs
It don't matter who you are, if you bum or you savant
Just know that one day you finna take it up with God
Just know that one day you finna learn from every loss
If you find a win in every situation, you never lost
The money that you spend won't be there when you die, so fuck the cost
And you just gotta boss up and do you in every situation
You gotta pop out with your crew and bool, yeah, this shit for the taking
And God ain't gon' give you everything that you want in this life, just face it
Yeah, this life shit what you make it, fuck around and take it in
Poison, that's my medicine, fuck around and spin again
Devil and the angel on my shoulder but I'm trapped in sin
Trapped up in this lifestyle that I made, got no one to blame but myself
I don't know how much I can take, I'm going insane, I need some help

So pristine, I'm with the team, we get shit ringing like a bell
I'm like WWE in this bitch, I need my belt
I cannot just get to know you, I don't even know myself
Put that smile up on my face, thug through the pain so they can't tell
My chains hang, Kurt Cobain, skip the line and clientele
I wouldn't call myself a real person 'cause I just cannot feel
I'm young and reckless, independent, I ain't never signing no deal
All my emotions like Wock, ima treat it like it's sealed
Elastigirl, I stretch your top, real gore shit, for real
Young Charlamagne, I make shit pop, all my cult members gon' kneel
Taking names, I know you not, this that swag that you can't steal
Can't kick with lames or none of these bops, if they the pond, then I ain't gon' reel

Shit get strange 'cause they ain't mob, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shit get strange 'cause they ain't mob
Shit get strange 'cause they ain't mob

STRANGELOVE

Rolling Loud, Rolling Loud
I won't stop 'til Swim Team Rolling Loud
I've been with the dawgs, yeah, they bite now
Trill, Trill, huh, T Mob

You'd probably switch up for the fame and the change, won't you?
You probably rock with a lame gang, you can't hang, won't you?
All I do is count up racks, I obtain fortunes
ST fly just like them planes, we that gang boarding
You not in my circle 'cause your lifestyle boring
The mob might take you off the map and leave your ass aborted
Bitch I'm the bringer of the rain, so ima keep it pouring
Everytime I hop up on that stage, the energy soaring
Yeah, what you 'bout? 'Cause bitch, I'm 'bout my business, hoe
I feel like I'm Chef Boyardee in that kitchen, hoe
Tryna leave a legacy like the shit I'm whippin', hoe
Playing my songs like nicotine for them, 'cause they ain't quittin', hoe

I feel like dope runna
I feel like dope runna
I feel like, huh, yeah
I feel like dope runna
I'm with the Swim Team, huh, huh, huh
I'm with the Swim Team, ah

Don't you know that you can't spell team without T? (T Mob)
Don't you know you can't spell money without me? (Facts)
I've been with my brothers, you know everybody eat (For real)
They ain't seen me coming, I'm just a white boy from TD (Wow)
I'm in the west side getting the best highs, but I come from down east
Praying to God 'cause shit get hectic and everybody coming for me
These rap boys gotta stop capping, for real, these pussies ain't what they seem
It wasn't "I love you bro, let's link" until I came on the scene
It's only myself in the room but I feel like I got all eyes on me
Try putting yourself in my shoes, you wouldn't feel nothing, I swear you would tweak
Either I'm winning or I am not losing, I'm still gon' find a way to victory
Everybody picking and choosing, I only got one choice and that's ride with the T, T Mob

Yeah, hey, yeah, hey

Am I too fried?
Am I too blind?
I’m a zombie, and I'm red eyed
Don't know why you tried, I don't need a guide
What’s your use to me? 
Tell me, what do you provide?
Yeah, counting large amounts while they go and run their mouth, yeah
Rocking North Face even when I'm in the south, yeah
I was in a drought but I had to make it out, yeah
It don't make no sense how they always like to doubt, yeah
It don't make no sense, how I'm going up now they're pissed
It don't make no sense, how they showing love then they diss
It don't make no sense, drop another song, I don't miss
It don't make no sense, got your bank account on my wrist
Lotta zeroes, zero, zero, zeroes
No puedes tener mi dinero, yeah
Rolling up a blunt with mi amigos 
Es verano pero tengo muy frio, yeah
I'm just doing what I want, nothing really matters
Yeah, my pockets got an eating problem, everyday they getting fatter
Give a fuck about my ex, I hope everyday she getting sadder
No I ain't sniffing on no ketamine, don't wanna fuck up my bladder
But I might do it for the one time, if I ever get my chance
I might be out in the UK, or I might be out in France
Me and Graves, making hits, typa shit will make your shawty dance
Tell the DJ put it on, it gon' leave lil shawty in a trance
Like aye, aye, lemme see you
Aye, aye, lemme see you
Drop it low, drop it down for a CEO
Lemme see you, aye, aye
Lemme see you
Drop it low, throw some money on the floor, yeah
Lemme see you
Cartiers hiding my eyes, my eyes
My plug hispanic so I'm yelling out fuck ICE
If I can make a band once, I can do it twice
Bitch it's 2025 Ballmart season, I ain't coming nice

Yeah, aye, bitch, yeah, aye, yeah
If you got a problem, me and Solvent, yeah, we finna solve it
If you got a problem, me and Solvent, yeah, okay

Never let the money go straight to your head
Never leave your brothers in the dark about your bread
Never let a biatch in your heart unless you dead
Never let 'em know what you do until it's said and done
I'm not top five, top ten, I'm top one
Crash out, I'm like Maverick, I'm in Top Gun
Asking for a handout, I be knowing you ain't had shit, you a bum
I make him disappear like magic, scorch him hot like Phoenix Sun
Yeah, seen too much in life, it can't faze me
She a believer, I'm not Justin Bieber, I can't be your baby
Got two left feet but my rackies dance like it's Patrick Swayze
I got crosses all up on my pants, waiting for God to save me
What would Graves do if he wasn't poppin' shit? I guess we'll never know
This that different type of wave, I feel this shit from head to toe
I done sacrificed too much for it, the mob won't let me go
Fuck up your summer, word from Ballmart CEO
What a bummer, he got dropped 'cause he don't know the code
I'm so trill, trill, trill, like Gucci Mane, 2004
Catch a thrill, thrill, thrill, catch a vibe, it's all we know
This a real initiation, ima show your ass the ropes
I don't want no conversation, if you talk to me I go
Grind this shit like paved roads, we ain't in the same world
I feel like I'm A Jones, I was up in CaveWorld
I thought she was your bitch, she say that she Graves girl
Cutting up in traffic, bitch I had to hit the lane swerve
(I-I-I) Got love for my brozays, came out the dirt
(I-I-I) Wish her to wish me the best, but I'm gon' wish her the worst
(I-I-I) Feel like I'm stuck in my ways, hope one day I learn
(I-I) Hope I don't deceive the ones that loved me first
(I-I) Gotta free my mind from this world of hurt
(I-I) Gotta get out of pocket, gotta put in work
(I-I) Gotta put you on my watchlist, I wanna see you burn

Yeah, I wanna see you burn
Yeah, Cloud City
I'm tryna see you burn
(Bow-bow-bow) Bitch, yeah I'm tryna see you burn
(Bow-bow, trill, trill, trill) I'm just tryna, yeah

NEVER KNOW (feat. Solvent)

Yeah 
(Woo)
Yeah, I'm like
(I stay with the five, it's 5503, it's Trill 2025, it's a Swim Team summer, bitch, fuck going on)

I'm like, what the fuck we doing?
I get money, I speak rackanese, bitch you know I'm fluent
Save that bullshit, bitch I don't agree, hoe we not congruent
Bitch I'm ridin', slidin' for the T 'cause we been through it
Bitch I feel just like young Metro, huh, the business been boomin'
Hop in the ride, slide, let's go, huh, in this bitch I'm cruisin'
Bitch I feel just like young evvan, huh, I'm blossoming, I'm blooming
Bitch I keep it highkey, I'm with the Nike boys, 'cause bitch I do it
I get slow, I'm with my bros, bitch you know they stay zooted
I'm with the goodfellas, huh, my life been staying like a movie
Bitch ima stay with the mob, put a few stains on him, then he ain't moving
I'm just telling you how it is, paint a picture, bitch I do this
I make 'em all go stupid
(Oh my God) Got all hands on deck, bitch, pick your poison
My broskis, they gon' pop shit, from Wisconsin, not Sheboygan
We might grab them chopsticks, he talk hot shit, bitch we boil him
Big dawg shit, you ain't even not him, you don't know who the fuck let them boys in
Right my wrongs by writing these songs, I'm learning from my choices
Pressure, I ain't even heard of her, I'm calm, I'm staying poised, bitch
I'm posted up in my crib, I'm hearing voices, I'm paranoid, bitch
Life high rising, you gotta just analyze it, I'm Sigmund Freud, bitch
541 my city I rep, lil' Ty, he come from Tampa
She say "Graves, I da ho for you", like this bitch came from Nampa
They just spawning in my world, I swear these hoes some campers
Every time I hop on these fuckin' tracks, they be like "Damn, son"
I stay with the five, keep them with me like a handgun
Give me the key to the city already, I swear to God this my land, son
I don't give a fuck about clout no more, I barely got an Instagram, son
I keep it buck, I don't give no fucks, can't dap me up, shake my hand, son

Damn, these hoes be crazy on the phone, but they can't get up off it
I just flipped a hundred to a thousand, I love making profit
Pants be falling down 'cause I got hundreds filling up my pockets
Always walking around, I got the choppa, I can't leave the rocket
Bitch, I can't leave that pole, though, send shots like Tony Romo
New ARP stay close to me, I keep him in my polo
My eyes be open when I see, no you can't catch me solo
I'm on a different level than these bitches and they don't know
I heard you tryna set me up so that's why I'm a no show
She said that she told me her name, I told her I don't know, though
I got some people posted up in places that you don't go
I'm riding around in 5% 'cause I gotta keep the .44
Don't care if you really mad, bitch just call the po-po
I got my plug up on the phone, told him let me know, though
They wanna ride the wave, step to me, lil' bitch, you brave
ARP gon' take your face, I'm with Graves, gon' dig your grave, yeah
Why you keep on talkin' all that, boy you on some dead shit
Boy I know you broke, go get some money, get some bread, bitch
I ain't never kissed a hoe after she gave me head, bitch
Fakin', he ain't never caught a body, bitch I said it
Posted up with nobodies, boy you lurk on Reddit

WTFWEDOIN (feat. Ty)

Yeah, uh

Yeah, started from the bottom, now I'm topped out
Yeah, watching my pockets, what you want now?
Yeah, run this shit up to the moon, like how I'm gonna stop now?
Tell you what, they ain't look at me back then, now they wanna watch now
New sight through a looking glass, everybody wanna get a bag
To this life I'm too attached, ain't no way I could go out sad
Numero uno, yeah, that's a fact
Just like the trap, we go pack for pack (Nah)
Hit him right back, yeah it's tit for tat
I need your shit, you ain't getting it back
They want my shit 'cause it's worth more
Gotta get up off your ass, gotta work more
I put the city on, yeah, they gon' spin it back
Touch me a trillion, I ain't going back
I could never go out sad on these hoes
You not my brother, swear to God you a foe
Wisdom, watch it flow, I get some, I'm on the road
Scratch up the curb real quick then I go to my shows
Everybody talking on me just like they know some, I oppose
Everybody talking like a lame, we ain't even cut the same, yeah, uh, it shows
I'm tryna put 'em on game, I'm tryna make sure y'all know, there's no hope
When you fuckin' with the mob real quick, yeah, that's how it goes
I used to be the bringer of the rain, now I got some ice on me and it snows
Shit get slimy out here, everybody snotty, yeah, wipe your nose
And shit get grimy out here, I've just been sitting here with my woes
And it get lonely at the top, yeah, I watch them all go to war
Tryna talk down on me like I ain't never heard that shit before
My broski know how to catch a body, my croski know how to kick a door
We gon' see red like a Hot Tamale, pull up ASAP, yeah, this shit get rocky
I just need you to rock with me

I just need you to roll like some tires 
Too geeked, lil' nigga I’m fried, said he ready for war, he tried it 
Been a king of this shit, think I need me a trident
Having old money, nigga tell 'em vote Joe Biden 
Alyx on my belt, lil' bitch, double C, that’s all on my kicks
Alyx, that’s all on my wrist, got Chrome, that’s all on my bitch
Took a minute but I shine like this, took a minute but I’m popping my shit
Took a minute but I’m popping your bitch, got 'em mad, I got these boys sick 
Living life like a muhfuckin' rebel, want the smoke, eyes red like a devil
Getting cheese, lil' boy, can’t settle, rockstar, lil' boy, like Nevel
In a black ass fit, rock out like Nevelin
One of them ones, they say I’m benevolent
Tryna hit the lil hoe, the pussy been heaven sent
Put dick in your bitch, in the pussy, been cramming it 
She gon' suck me like Kool-Aid, in her mouth I’m jamming it 
Hit me a hoe and I’m fuckin a Spanish bitch 
Mix matching designer and I’m having all kinds of shit (Pfttt) 
I’m shooting all kinda shit (Woo)
Look at my goddamn wrist, I’m poppin' this shit

Yeah, look at my goddamn clique, yeah, we poppin' our shit
We the only ones in the city get it lit like BIC, ain't nobody stoppin' this shit
We the only ones in the city, we stamped, won't quit
Go for the sack like blitz
Oh my God, outta my mind, I glitched
How many times I gotta tell you that life ain't fair?
Run it up 'til I'm a trillionaire, she the only ten I see like Titan, McNair
Yeah, you dropping your tape but ain't nobody care
Yeah, they asking about you, like who, when, where?
I got money, they swear they love me, yeah, it's weird
I done seen a lot so I got nothing to fear
I done been a lot, we making waves over here
Yeah, the people flock when they say "Graves over here"
I ain't going nowhere, so you better not forget
Swim Team make a splash, everybody getting wet
If it's up then it's stuck in the air, yeah, it's sent
If you got something to rep then just throw up your set
Mob

TRILLIONAIRE (feat. Glo)

FOREVER (feat. Johnnie RIAR)

Is you my brother or you not? If not, then flock the other side
I’ve been down this road before, so in this case I’m not surprised 
I ain’t gon’ trip about no fake, I’ll stay the same, my roots are tied 
I had to mow a couple snakes up out the grass and cut some ties 
Look to God for all these answers, in my head I question “Why?”
I don’t know, but I just trust the man above up in the sky
Matter of fact, I’ll double down, my brothers know where I reside 
Got two hands, but only one I’ll list and count the ones my guys
Hook, line, and sinker, everybody gon’ die
I ain’t one for confrontation, rather push it to the side
The second someone snake my brother, what the fuck, boy is you fried?
Oh my god-god, tell me how the fuck is that your life?
Spending nights tellin’ me that you’ll boss up, elevate that light
Fuck nah, got two wrongs out there, it don’t make a right 
You say that you got that dog in you, but you ain’t got no bite
Huh, but it’s all love right? Huh, but it’s all love right?
Uh, uh, I could tell you I ain’t never switched
Left us all up in the dark and stranded, fled out of that ditch, yeah
We turned the five to the three real quick, uh
But I’m still reppin’ ST, gang shit, yeah
If you gon’ come at the kings, you better not miss, yeah
Fuck with YC and YP, you’ll love the pavement, yeah
It’s real cool if you don’t like me, I know I ain’t shit, yeah
You had your chance but do not write me, I know you love the kid
First of all I’m gon’ solidify my family and my friends
Shoutout Headass U, Pirelli, them that boys that took me in
Shoutout Geeso, you inspire me every day, you keep it lit
Word to Cloud City, word to Nephos and Solvent
Word back to The Dirty, hope you good, that’s for my dawg $w1sh
Word to Ty, he the youngest, hardest, keep on ballin’ 
Shoutout LVNE, you really doing your thing, I’m always watching 
Word to 4, Glo, and Brady, real supporters, the ones that made me
Word to Kio, Cannon, Evan, first real fans, the ones that saved me

Still The Same

My team run the world, bitch we run the table
How you try to kill your brother like you Cain and Abel?
Said he tryna chase a bag, but he hardly able
To get the bag and flip it fast, my brothers really paid, though
Try to read me like a book, can't even flip the page, hoe
You wanna keep your eyes between your ears, do what I say so
Tryna get that cash fast, buy my mom a Range Rov'
I'm mobile like an RV, this ain't no Winnebago
You don't know who you talkin' to, bitch I'm Young Charlamagne, hoe
You don't know who you talkin' to if you ain't talkin' 'bout money
I was laughing at you and your squad 'cause y'all been moving funny
Look at what we started, bitch I'm going retarded, but I'm not no dummy
I cannot surround myself with people always tryna take shit from me
I'm like ha, shit get icky, sticky, yeah, this shit get ugly
I put that ball in play, bitch I know how to score like Rodney Stuckey
That bitch studying, learning my discography, I think that bitch just love me
No, no, no, no, you can't get this swag for free, you gotta boss up, buddy
I don't get high, but bitch I like to drink, hoe, pass me that bubbly
Gotta find a way to pass the time, I don't like to think, yeah, my thoughts get muddy
I do shit that's way up out your fuckin' league, hoe, pass me that trophy
You can't get no first place award just because you know me
I ain't talking to no labels, I don't want nobody owning me
My goal is when you look, like, straight up to the top you gon' see only me
And Swim Team, yeah, we pave the way to glory
Bro talking like he a big shot, you not Robert Horry
Used to call her up to get off, now I want her to ignore me
I didn't say the fuckin' party stopped, keep them bottles pouring
Turn your music off, that shit a flop, all it does is bore me
Only gang I rep is ST and CC
Young rich muhfucka, no one fly as me
Pockets fat as hell, gut busting out the seams
Pussy, no this life ain't even what it seems
Pussy, yeah, we living out your wildest dreams
Pussy, chase a bag, yeah, I'm 'bout my cream
Rappers lame, sometimes I wish they brought back the guillotine
If I got nobody, my brothers got me, it's just me and my team
Lifestyle shit, been dreaming 'bout it since a fuckin' teen
The only difference between me and you is I done did my thing
The only difference between me and your jewels is my shit got bling
The only difference between me and your rules is I follow neither
Fuck him up in front of his damn crowd, boy that hoe got ethered
She said she could read a tarot for me, I'm like jeepers creepers
I'll never bow down to no man except for Jesus
Be careful what you pray and wish for, and don't come without leaving
I know that I'm drowning in this sin, I know that I'm a heathen
But I just trust in God, lay down my life, I hope that he can see it
I'm praying even for my fallen brothers now, they turned to demons
I done got that light up on that pathway, best believe I'm leading

King Graves

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