KIDZ ON DOPE (prod. hotwheels x GMF)

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

09 - Wishful Dreams Ft. B!G FELLA

EYEZ LOW (FEAT.GU$)

FREIGHT TRAIN (prod. Indominus)

Rare shit just for yall, light a blunt and enjoy
prod. K I N G A U T H U R & Youngmask

Backwoods in my hood/You dont understand

(PROD. NECU) 
money dont last nigga, 
fuck it im paid. 

gettin to da cash nigga, every which way. 

carry dat strap for these suckaz all day. 

let a hoe get between dat money? no way. 

how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat? 

baby stop playin,
make the money count beep. 

30 sum niggaz all juss wanna see me dead 
i aint stressin shit, but tha muhfuckin bread. 


baby say im sumn like a yves saint laurent. 

totin that 30 ima top shotta don. 
posted where iss at, 
you aint ever seen a trap. 

hittin on thrax when i hittit from the back. 

baby watchu thought? 
this aint neva nun sweet. 

makin them ins, 
runnin laps on repeat. 

ion fuckin cap, 
got respect for myself. 

20 years old my glock still off the shelf. 
ima fuckin die fore im thirty no doubt. 
double dose acid make my whole brain melt. 

fuck who a had to dealt w me goin up n down. 
ion give a fuck how tha lul bitch felt. 

mista gon take ya fuckin lyfe, thats me. 
shoot a nigga down lul m16. 

ion fuckin cap got respect for myself, 
20 years old my glock still off tha shelf. 


money dont last nigga, 
fuck it im paid. 

gettin to da cash nigga, every which way. 

carry dat strap for these suckaz all day. 

let a hoe get between dat money? no way. 

how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat? 

baby stop playin,
make the money count beep. 

30 sum niggaz all juss wanna see me dead 
i aint stressin shit, but tha muhfuckin bread. 
bitch you gon talk you betta leave out my name. 
hunnid sum niggaz gon cap for da fame. 
thousand sum bitches gon hoe for da game. 
i aint here to judge im finna stay out tha way. 

pass me dat drank when i move, switch lanes. 
my bank account empty, ima some juug some mane. 

this that typa shit da BG dont play. 
killin muthafuckaz like a murder buffet. 

(money dont last nigga, fuck it im paid.) x4 

(gettin to da cash nigga every which way.) 

(carry dat strap for these suckaz all day.) 

(let a hoe get between dat money, no way.)  

(how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat?) 
(baby stop playin, make the money count beep.)

KIDZ ON DOPE (prod. hotwheels x GMF)

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