KID ANDRE - LIVE FREE OR DIE TRYING (PROD. XNGLN x PHIVEN) (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

(5/5) WHOZ DA MAN (prod. plure) *VIDEO IN DESC*

DONT LET NOBODY TELL YOU SH!T
RESSURECTION EP
Featuring. HOMIE GRIM, YOUNG MASK, AKJONNY
(Prod. Super Rxcks)

Dont Want War With Us (Ft. AKJONNY)

LYRICS 

To heaven sent 
And a drop of a pen 
And I’m makin out a path 
Leave a mark with my brand 
Tell em all represent 

I’ll fuck with the realest 
Who look like a menace
I’m counting the minutes 
Don’t try to empress 

I’m on my shit and I’ll fall for the rest
I’ll ball my fist who fucks with the best

Peepin this game 
And it’s hard to explain 
Keepin it true to yo thing
Don’t front the game 
So fuck this fame
Y’all look the same

Over coming all this pressure 
Livin with lesser shit 
Draggin my problems I mastered stress
Your endin a phobic that festers 
Best up 
Ready to vest up 

Pickin up broken hope
So cold tensed up 
Vest up 

3x
Peepin this game 
And it’s hard to explain 
Keepin it true to yo thing
Don’t front the game 
So fuck this fame
Y’all look the same


Lookin like bandit all day 
Telling me about it no way
I’m sorry admit it 
Following modest and ease 

Slimfiend looking like a sensei
Take em to the shoreline 
better not test me 
Rip em a new thought 
Said don’t test me 
Teachin the broken ones sanity 

Lookin like bandit all day 
Telling me about it No way
I’m sorry admit it 
Following modest and ease

MODEST AND EASE

Engineered by https://soundcloud.com/patsykwast

Life Is So Cold ft Ozzy Monroe (prod. I$mael Jam)

TEXAS:

Couple bitches coming from down the block off top getting top notch top, from a friend, 
But her friend, intercept, i regret letting her feeling something sort of with neglect,
So my hand reach between her legs now we all getting involved with.
As they pave the way to the bed, feel a number type ways, get developed in my tense felt head,
I’ma stress-filled young tight hence upset, asking if I really wanna see the next, next up flesh,
Who’s up next plotting on the hit list? Who gon’ text back quick? Who gon’ get back to back with the kid?
If i don’t text back I’ll get back in a minute, desperate deep down they pretending just to kick it
A couple minutes of spitting oh shit, see me slipping in double dipping is only if it hit, real different
from back, back to front, mouth-wide i’ma menace.


LOS ANGELES:

I just wanna rest in the west i feel like it’s aching my presence but how the fuck I’m in the past,
if I’m stuck in the present? Down south southern suffer coastless connection, I’m restless,
but anytime I’m back, still respected. West coast hoes, always putting they back up in it
It only taking a minute till i put it in the south, with a bitch so bad, I’m taking her to the pound,
Young boy from the west, how i end up in her mouth?

Real shit, how that bitch that you cuffing get on my couch? If she moaning gripping my clothing
I guess I’m airing her out bitch i’m ‘bout it thinking it’s ‘bout that time, time to kick out.
The bitch out the crib once i get off she get out.

I’m giving wood she never thought i would, i’m fucking on a thug bitch, different turf, from a different hood, and later with a new bitch, better lick it good. You don’t got to love me shawty thug me like I’m from your hood.

TX TO LA (PROD. ROBBFX & ENVYONGOD)

Copyright © All Rights Reserved.2022
(Prod.By JustBen Beats x Nikco Suavvaye )

Lyrics:

Infatuated by the blue strips 

And steel when it clicks

The type of shit you snatch a soul and leave his body with stench

If rent is do niggas baggin in your crib like the grinch 

A butter knife and 2 minutes bet you I’ll get us in 

I made her head drop when she saw me rip off the bands

I punched his snot box niggas know I’m good with these hands  

I am feeling way behind but in their eyes I’m way to advanced 

Our down is different don’t get twisted we can still pull-out bands



Verse:

Oh, You a rapper now tell me is there truth in your pen 

Oh, you gangsta now tell me ever jumped out that van

The type of shit they catch you with a barrel you hope that it jam 

Trust the process got to learn to do what they can’t 

Don’t like no nonsense 

before you speak it does it make cents 

How much blood does he hold? 

Trying to make his clothes drenched 

Huhh 

When you Fed up it turn you crook like a wrench 

That type of shit you know you got value, but life got you bent 





Verse2:

Ain’t trying to line shoulders leave their ass glued to the bleachers 

Was young and wild spitting game trying to crack me a teacher

A born leader with precious metals that I lay on my t shirt 

I humble bitches walking pass like a nigga don’t see her 

You can’t afford it make your mind up don’t let it do teeters 

Just know that one step you make might pull you in deeper

You can learn from what I speak out your speakers 

Like religion the mission got them all converting believers 

Life of a dreamer

APPLE MUSIC

Trust The Process

Wassgood Ft. 7$QUAD

new music video link :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ctU9M1fgckQ

Dont Want War With Us (Ft. AKJONNY)

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