Composed by Tree$ap and I
Produced by Sisa and I
Art cover by cosmic soysauce 
My Heart and Tree$ap's wrote every word 
                                                                                           
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[Intro: Mbayler Jr]
B-b-by the time that I Hop on a beat (we gone)
Be the same time I up on my body count Metronome timing I'm always on beat 
(put that lil boy and he partners on T's)
Wtf is she talkmbout? (fuck is she talkmbout ?)
Ayt lemme get one more take (Fa fa fa fa fa fa) 

[Verse: 1 Mbayler Jr]
By the time that I Hop on a beat be the same time I up on my body count Metronome timing I'm always on uhh !
Metronome timing I'm always on beat 
I need me whip that's a demon , ain't talking Christine 
Pots in the stu and I'm cooking like chef
I know a few people that owe me some juice 
Tell em Pay back the money like Julius malema 
(Pay back the money)
(Shit !)
Oops I meant jacob 
Keep it on me it's colder than iron
I call that lil bitch umshini wam 
Today I be piece(ed) I might murk me an opp
Drip be so wet someone go get the mop 
If he talking distorted get hit with that mop
That bitch be annoying someone tell her "stop !"
Switching my flow my specialty schooling these niggas like faculty
(these niggas is not in my class)
That nigga be mad he ain't fly as me 
Put that lil boy and he partners on Ts for talking distorted he think that he moving more smarter than me
(bitch ass nigga) 

[Verse 2: Tree$ap]
I don't want your fucks, I don't give none 
I need a air headed bitch with a Nissan
Let her give me head only if she gonna play dumb 
Reload, recon
Put the fuckin air con up (Okay, let's go!) 
Drive me to the motherfucking station (Station) 
We gonna be on our worst behavior (Bitch) 
Overflowing my sins, don't need a savior 
I'm a godkiller, I murdered the damn creator (skrrr, killing these shhh)
I'm sorry Jesus I had to name drop 
(I'm sorry lord)
Going to hell, so I ain't gonna stop
Murdering niggas, I'm the holy opp
(big qosh, big qosh)
I am their shepard and they is livestock (sheep ass niggas)
My bars amargeddon
my tongue is a weapon
the end for you niggas
So you should be threatened
This is the hook
Unholy and pagan
It's evil as shit, and yo momma be trippin
Turn this shit off, this bitch is a demon
Shut yo mouth mama, it's fuck yo opinion
We fucking shit up, we making a difference
You old ass bitches should shut up and listen
Stop the pollution, carbon emissions
Be choking up all of the mafucking children
Lame ass white niggas wit casual billions
Be sitting on money, while people be strugglin' (fuck elon musk)
Online persuasion, IG invasion, 
Mafuckers tweetin' and thirsty, clout chasing
I'm fucking tired! Of all of these filters!
I'm fucking tired, I just want some realness! 
(Fuck! Fuck) 

[Score: Tree$ap]
Booty Majin Buuey
Got a pistol in your Trunks
This pussy Alpha, come destroy it
Buu, you better fuck it up
I ride the dick like princess peach
I'm bout to win the Flower Cup
That pussy wet like Koopa Cape
We fuck and play Mario Kart 

Booty Majin Buuey
Got a pistol in your Trunks
This pussy Alpha, come destroy it
Buu, you better fuck it up
I ride the dick like princess peach
I'm bout to win the Flower Cup
That pussy wet like Koopa Cape
We fuck and play Mario Kart

[Outro: Tree$ap]
(Tree cash money sap !)

$ies ! (Prod. Sisa x The Biggest Opp)

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$ies ! (with Tree$ap) [Prod. Sisa x The Biggest Opp <3]

Jet Set (Prod. KARAM)

A failing comedian stumbled into a 60’s themed burger joint 
As he walked in he told the lady at the counter his order
The total was 8 dollars and 31 cents 
As he reached in his pocket he told the lady a joke but she never laughed and as she reached under the counter for her drink 
Bang...
He had already sent a bullet through the bone marrow in his own skull and the failed comedians blood sizzled with the smell of burning liquor on the grill 
The crowd applauded

FOCUSED

FOCUSED (FIRST VERSION)

Produced by Slyter
Mixed by me
Catch me n @prodby401 at tha ken carson show in vegas

7.62 bustin out the ak
In my day
I done seen a couple bitches throwin cake
I make no mistake
Shit i sip look like a lake
Broad day
Bitch i prolly scammed yo sister gave her shake
Front engine thinking like the street is the freeway
When im shooting I dont play my feet aint rubbing off the paint
When im shooting i dont play my feet aint rubbin off the paint

7.62 bustin out the ak
In my day
I done seen a couple bitches throwin cake
I make no mistake
Shit i sip look like a lake
Broad day
Bitch i prolly scammed yo sister gave her shake
Front engine thinking like the street is the freeway
When im shooting I dont play my feet ain’t rubbing off the paint
When im shooting i dont play my feet aint rubbin off the paint

Count these racks i need another hand
Cant cut me short i need another band
We been walkin with them drums like its a marching band
I know some fiends who tryna tap in for the contraband
But thats for when I land
We flyin over france
She brought a couple friends
Aint no sleepin in had to go and beat it in
I need to see that hoe again before the end of the weekend
Woke up i cant feel my head im tripping off the drugs again
Woke up i cant feel my head im tripping on the drugs again

7.62 bustin out the ak
In my day
I done seen a couple bitches throwin cake
I make no mistake
Shit i sip look like a lake
Broad day
Bitch i prolly scammed yo sister gave her shake
Front engine thinking like the street is the freeway
When im shooting I dont play my feet aint rubbing off the paint
When im shooting i dont play my feet aint rubbin off the paint

No mistake

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Did it on my own (prod classik)

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when the "adults" come for your childhood.
when fundamentalists come for your religion.

famous last words...one last hill to die on.

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When you listen to this song, don't just focus on my voice. Focus on the entire production. I built every part of this beat from the Drums, to the guitar, and the vocals. I hope you enjoy!

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