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slayr - perspective switch (808ad, slayr)

lordpleasesaveus

ybother

afterlyfe

PROD JUST1, VB


steal ya hoe with some stride how i pay you back
want attention from the guys i aint paying that
double rr be the ride i lay back
pretty face by my side i paint that
aint talking about the guap im staying back
got the wave, want the tide, where the fame at
get a bag, aint no fries, where the canes at
need the chicken for my moms i aint playing that

tryna make momma proud
put the shit on god
tryn get her out the hood get her laying back
vip with the vibes, exit with the top down
dude snorting hella lines where the ‘caine at
tried getting in the spot but the car too wide
blue poppin out the pockets where my veins at
with ya broad got a telfar bag i just copped
she go to the crib, you like who gave you that

too locked where the cage at
im a monster, you best staying back
pouring fye where the flames at
staying with the guys and it aint no trading that
jingle pop where the change at
swinging my top, gotta jingle where the chains at
new fye gotta slang that
hotel breakfast in the ride, where the bladee at?

light the blunt with the car where the flames at
making faces i could tell that you hating
new mac 10 pop where ya face at
hit collat, clean off who you came wit
spend guap with the guys, where the change at?
had to give my ngas guap for not changing
we stuck in that stu’ like cavemen
tryna make my momma proud ill go crazy

CANES

lyrics
cant fall down yea im team leader
twin just poured some drop inna 2 liter
balenci shades on bitch so i cant see her
she takin my hubanes off inna 2 seater
cant talk bout me when im wrong
when you dont own up to your own
dont talk bout me in yo songs
cuz bitch i aint even want it
you gon crash down like a comet
i got these broke niggas mad that they bitch lurkin in my comments
if it aint money ion want it
if the day sunny i aint comin
cuz bitch ima vampire now i stay lurkin in the darkness
my alyx belt came wit a harness
my bitch look like Pocahontas
i got my main bitch mad cant handle me bein honest 
got ten new hoes in the lobby
and they all came wit a body
tell Marceline im sorry i aint mean to be sloppy
i got these broke niggas mad they need to find a hobby
she wanna take me down but she cant go without me
i know who you are
she wanna die for me i know who you are
shit dont feel the same im up in her arms
she wanna die for me i know who she is
she took it to far

comet

HELLYELUV

(GO!)

These niggas gay like maxxant
Fuck nigga where is yo racks at
Take a trip to japan then fly back
Ina private jet ion do layflat
With a hoe and i tell her to lay back
I could buy her some shoes i could pay that
Itchy palms i know its my payday
Jump in the crowd and im screamin mayday
She could get a new ass if she look good
Dont go in stores yea i shop through the lookbook
A&R just hit my phone said i got booked
For a show out in london i got buzz
She a stoner i told her a got bud

Think i like her cuz she got a fat butt
Think she mine but dont know i dont like her
Think im insane leather pants in the summer
Rich and you broke i dont know thats a bummer
Ima vamp so i sleep when the sun up
Fucked a milf we was wakin her son up
Maxxant he a bitch he a maggot
Tight ass Pants yea i know that he mad gay
I love fuckin on hoes cant go that way
I was sendin them plays through the huawei
Cant fuck wit no bitch that listen to rod wave
Told that bitch dont take this the wrong way

I got five hoes thats slidin to my place
I got five poles thats aimin at ya face
She told me no then she could get erased
I kicked the hoe the fuck up out my place
If you my bro then we could share the play
I aint fuck on that hoe inna minute u speak on the gang then your life get diminished
I aint mean to lie to you im finished she screamin my name everytime that im in it
Ima ride for the gang everytime if you touch one of mine then you know that im wit it
And i do what i want cuz im him and this song got no hook ima rap til im finshed
Im tryna survive in this life that im livin

In the lamb truck and you know the engine go vrrrr
Cant lie to you fuckin other bitches gon burn
I took your letters put them ina urn
They only value by how much you earn
Leave that hoe alone boy know your worth
Take it serious make that shit work
Yea my money my bitch make it twerk
I could teach you if you listen and learn
Im number one i dont care what you heard
Think i could soar i could fly like a bird
She want a bag i could do it for sure
Want my forgivness? You gotta repent
I rebuke all the demons you sent
I cant lie i been livin in sin
I been in drugs this cant be my end
If you down im lendin a hand
If she loud she cant be my friend
If she cry she aint innocent
Speak on your lies wont tell you again
I could die knowing im the man
I could turn a diamond into sand

Maxxant

I could give no fuck bout a image
Drive a coupe with ten bitches innit
Cant fuck wit no hoe past a minute
Gotta big draco but its mini
Whip so fast she dont like when i drift it
Hoe be screamin my name when i hit it
Play my song she be callin me gifted
I cant drive no truck thats rented
I cant tell no hoe wassup
What the Fuck?
If you play with the gang test ya luck
I was thinkin bout sendin him up
I could slide on ya bitch you get cucked
He wan slide on me told him wassup
I could fuck on this bitch anywhere
Now she tellin me life isnt fair
I step out and they watch what i wear
Fucked my mans and i dont even care
Tryna fuck so im pullin her hair
When you lie dont be sheddin a tear
Im so high bitch i cant even hear
In that trap bitch im stuck ina lair
At the show and im countin up racks
They be askin me how you do that?
She gon fuck on me just for the bag
I was broke and i couldnt go back
Heard he died onna lick thats so sad
If you fuck on that hoe you do bad

WHATT!

I could give no fuck bout a image
Drive a coupe with ten bitches innit
Cant fuck wit no hoe past a minute
Gotta big draco but its mini
Whip so fast she dont like when i drift it
Hoe be screamin my name when i hit it
Play my song she be callin me gifted
I cant drive no truck thats rented
I cant tell no hoe wassup
What the Fuck?
If you play with the gang test ya luck
I was thinkin bout sendin him up
I could slide on ya bitch you get cucked
He wan slide on me told him wassup
I could fuck on this bitch anywhere
Now she tellin me life isnt fair


I could get you gone for that
Shit will blow up in your face like sheer heart attack
Ima broke soul baby please dont get your heart attached
And im with the gang moshpit it aint no fallin back
I know he a rat before he told you know im onto that
Draco hit his body he start twitchin like its kai cenat
I know they hear my voice
She gotta get out the spot she dont got no choice
She my lil sevant she got expensive taste hoe love rolls royce
Im tryn see you
MOSHPIT!
MOSHPIT!
MOSHPIT!
MOSHPIT!
MOSHPIT!
Think this hoe a fan she tryn show her arch
She tryn pull her panties down like a dog a bark
Told that hoe dont make a sound on her face make art
I dont even care bout a show, i know i still get paid regardless
I feel like van gogh on her face a become an artist
I take a X im retarded
Im finna roll wit some molly
Im finna catch me a body
She cant take no more molly
She bad and come wit no mileage
Got a bag today and i dropped it
Never last cuz my name is qaedea
Im everlasting thru all the drama
Im finna blow up like osama
Hoe you mad go tell yo mama
Hoe so sad cuz i dont want her

Image / Sheer Heart Attack

Bottega Boots

Rest up my nicca I love ya Blatt. Long live All Da Men. Forever #Bankroll #LLD #Grammy’sBaby 
Recorded 6/28/25 7:56pm [reupload]

Youknow (Prod.Olly)

Sea & Moon

prod. ochoo

yeah i call my troops i call my villains

been thru so much pain lil hoe i cannot feel, god damn yeah

he was talking down on gang we had to kill him

mission to the loot, i fuck on yo hoe yeah then she get the boot

jump inside the crowd, yeah we goin wild 

smoking so much i can fly, i got superpowers 

keep on going yeah, keep on going yeah, keep on rolling yeah, keep on rolling yeah, (omg)

we gon stand on yuh, we gon stand on yuh, (omg)

we gon stay on top, we gon stay on top (omg)

ima beat the odds, ima beat the odds, (omg)

yeah i love my fans, yeah i love my bands, (yeah yeah)

finna do my dance, finna do my dance, (yeah yeah)

once some vigilantes then we turned to villains

yes i’m in love with my brudda touch the ceiling 

i don’t fw leases so i bought the building 

she tryna ride the wave get all this motion that i’m building

the roof is panoramic that’s why she don’t catch them feelings

yes i’m way too high don’t even know what i’m feeling 

i put that on my bros that we bound to make a killing 

i put that on my hoes i don’t wanna catch no feelings 

yeah i rock number 4 me & sora we some villains 

i stay with my pole if you talk down you get ruined 

we put on a show see that paper lead me to it

Bottega Boots

Qaedea

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