No Feelings

Z4NE- YOUNG MIKE (PROD.YUNG LANDO)

Wopp X Osoholley Cain-3 Tymes (Official Audio)

Lyrics...

Yeah
You know i'm in the club
I'm with my n***as
We high as f**k bro
No cap
Aye
I'm riding with my n***as
We pulling on them triggers
We monkey we gorillas 
Aye aye
I'm from the suburbs tho, is that cool?
(DREVV WHERE ARE YOU?)
Back in the lab and s**t
Got my n***a burns with me too
Aye, aye, aye, aye
I'm in the club i'm with my n***as
High as f**k, we go gorillas
I stay posted with the gang
We got your b***h
She chilling with us 
Called the plug cause I was bored
I ran up on him in my Fila's
Put the hammer to his brain
And then I skrt off with my n***as
Riding with my goons 
From the suburbs serving custy's
I was bored, I hit the streets to hit a lick
Now i'm in custody
The judge he set me free on house arrest
The feds are tracking me
I was lonely in my crib
I called your b***h she keep me company
I heard you n***as talking s**t
You running lip
You saying I ain't really with the shits
Ain't hit no licks
But on your snap you got your ghost off
I'm at your crib
And now i'm sneaking through your backdoor
We breaking in
Damn right we breaking in
Jump your fence like Mexican's
Smoke loud, that's the regiment
I pop X, you pop estrogen
I hit licks for adrenaline
Smash and dash cause i'm a gentlemen
What i write about is my life b***h
You say you move pounds
But you're the middle man
I'm riding round with the gang
All my n***as gone bang
Forty on me hit a stayne
I been f***ing on your main
That b***h want to give me brain
(SKRT SKRT)
In the coupe switching lanes
Make the engine go insane
I'm serving the stank
You been smoking on the trash
I been smoking on the dank
(GAS GAS)
Yeah I've been smoking on gas
Got 180 on the dash
B***h I'm going really fast
Got your hoe flabbergasted
Smash her then i leave her past tense
She want my baby, hoe make no sense
But if the b***h give me conscious
She could swallow all my nonsense
I'm in the coupe, zoom
I smoke the loud, boof 
We smoking backwoods
Secure the bag, moves
I'm of the X pills
I'm serving gas, deals
I got the pint sealed
I'm in the streets, field
I'm in the coupe, zoom
I smoke the loud, boof 
We smoking backwoods
Secure the bag, moves
I'm of the X pills
I'm serving gas, deals
I got the pint sealed
I'm in the streets, field
Aye
I'm with my n***a Fuego
Smoking gas we stay low
Trying to hit my line
We talking pu**y or dinero
Lean in my Faygo
Iced out like a pharaoh
I be striving for them bankrolls
You be striving for hoes
Aye
We was on some goon s**t 
We don't f**k with twelve
I'd rather get robbed by a n***a
Then go to jail
And all thats on my mind
Is to pop a seal
So imma run up to the top to make it real 
And all my homies know just how i feel
I'm in the club i'm with my n***as
High as f**k, we go gorillas
I stay posted with the gang
We got your b***h
She chilling with us 
Called the plug cause I was bored
I ran up on him in my Fila's
Put the hammer to his brain
And then I skrt off with my n***as

Eastbound

SWING MY DOOR (PROD. FRANKY MARVIN)

slowed intro: 
eveyone tryna meme me
gotta prove it to myself 
i stay in da stu
smokin dope
dont hit my cell 
but free all my niggas 
that locked up in dat cell
doin full time cuz they didnt tell

(aye, aye)
i aint worried boutta hater
im makin bands
im the reason yall mad
niggas goin out sad
washed up
talkin tuff
but you froze
when i seen you
you a poser 
no one believe you
eveyone tryna meme me
gotta prove it to myself 
i stay in da stu
smokin dope
dont hit my cell 
but free all my niggas 
that locked up in dat cell
doin full time cuz they didnt tell

big lungs 
the gas is what i smoke
pistol what i tote 
man these niggas hoes
you is not my bro
heard they tryna clone me
yall not even close 
i been grindin
niggas dissin 
ion mind it
solo artist
im never signing
gaf about da money
i jus want respect 
fuck goin for yo neck
im aiming for yo head
all my opps want me dead
niggas counter fit
niggas bound to snitch 
she was suckin on my dick
and you kissed her
imma get high 
and roll up a swisher 
(imma get high 
and roll up a swisher)

(aye, aye)
i ain't worried boutta hater
im makin bands
im the reason yall mad
niggas goin out sad
washed up
talkin tuff
but you froze
when i seen you
you a poser 
no one believe you
(eveyone tryna meme me
gotta prove it to myself 
i stay in da stu
smokin dope
dont hit my cell 
but free all my niggas 
that locked up in dat cell
doin full time cuz they didnt tell
big lungs 
the gas is what i smoke
pistol what i tote 
man these niggas hoes
you is not my bro)

prod by. C freshco

PROVE IT TO MYSELF (PROD. C FRE$HCO)

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Pour it up , Roll it up

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