TANGO (w/ lyfelxss)

ISSBROKIE - LEZBO! (prod. hyzxr) (throwaway)

ANIMATION MEME⬇️
https://youtu.be/XzwEqDC0DsE

(brokie: hook:)
can’t believe she told me i aint like that
5 racks to the bank from drawin on my ipad
they like “why she ego me on my tracks?”
you got caught, talkin shit, boy that shit in imax
yo bitch bad, not like mike jack
5 max, would say she a 4 but she might pass 
too many skills that i’m nice at
yo bitch want my dick cuz i’m that pretty shii w eyebags

(brokie: verse 1:)
she like me too much
might have to cut her off
your new shit not tuff
brodie get a fucking job
i been getting bucks
lately just because i talk
leave a trail of gualla ‘hind me everywhere i walk

(supxr: verse 2:)
homies doing good? yea thats my fault
heard you was a rat, you a snake
i see through it like im heimdall
she gon pick up if its my call
please get out my face
they wont leave a trace like its lysol
you aint a friend of me
closer? you my enemy
you was talkin big shit
that aint what you said to me
put the mic away its ass what you sendin me
you gon do me like some trash now youre dead to me
set me up, im gon do it right, you cant do it once
you stay with your mom, doin nothin, you a stupid bum
yeah, im gon flaunt it all the time, like ive never won
i could block you off, promise you wont find a better one
she gon do you wrong, where yo feelings at
my money reachin where the ceilings at
i could buy your life, just to be exact
put a bounty on yo head, brokie claimin dat

(brokie & supxr: hook:)
can’t believe she told me i aint like that
5 racks to the bank from drawin on my ipad
they like “why she ego me on my tracks?”
you got caught, talkin shit, boy that shit in imax
yo bitch bad, not like mike jack
5 max, would say she a 4 but she might pass 
too many skills that i’m nice at
yo bitch want my dick cuz i’m that pretty shii w eyebags

ISSBROKIE - EYEBAGS! (ft. SUPXR) (prod. waera)

ISSBROKIE - I DONT LIKE U! (prod. plentyguap)

pretty stupid lol

Mobbu risin to the top like what he got in him?
This all for him
He doin so great even wit the people that dishonor him
Breakin the bones in his back to keep it straight for them
Missin their love, bring it back. he cursin fate for them
His words paint a story, he Picasso
But niggas dont listen, they all just go about and gossip
They dont pay attention, they clickin off like this a pop up
Of an ad for some shit you'd know they never go and shop up

He's tired of people lying, Tired of people fakin
They don't really care, so hes confused why they would say it
Bet they wont even hear this, cuz hes been silent and too vacant
They not tapped in, thats why you dont hear what he sayin

But he screamin for help, boy just sit back you can tell
Even if he shake the earth, that verse he got from the shelf
Cuz all those voices screamin loud, he too caught up in hell
Shit all that hunger that he had, shrivled up like some kelp
That shit is seaweed

All the people that he had by his side
Movin on, he dont wanna restart another time
Cuz that shit get too lonely, swear to god hed rather die
Nobody even care, they not askin if hes fine
Though they'd tell him "speak up" cuz they cant ever read his mind
But bro if you were him, he'd like to see you go and try
He's losin that battle, so reachin out feel like a crime
Cuz if he were a man, he'd thug it out and say hes fine

Im doin fine, i promise
Jus a little tired from imagining this coffin
I gotta get better, because im not looked at too often
Im Chasin the throne, but its for reasons that aint common
I dont care for the commas, Only care about my worth
Maybe i would see the light, if i go put in some work
Maybe id be in their sights, if i start actin like a jerk
Id rather be a villain, than to sit here bein hurt
And get treated like im dirt

But My baby told me calm down, Shes my only calm now
Always by my side, shes the only one i call now
Guess my prayers worked, this an angel that ive called down
I swear shes too perfect, man she got me actin soft now

She keepin me grounded
Remindin me that every single person im surround with
Really cares about me, i guess i dont see it, vision clouded
My mind way too stubborn, it just make me say i doubt it
Too many times i counted, im an afterthought
Shit its getting way too hard to deal with after thoughts
Man im fiendin for some care, god thats all i want
All this trauma, i remember all the shit i lost
I know its all my fault
Cuz im an afterthought
Shit its getting way too hard to deal with after thoughts
Man im fiendin for some care, god thats all i want
All this trauma, i remember all the shit i lost
I know its all my fault
Cuz im an afterthought

I know nobody even care, thats why i never share

after thoughts (throwaway)

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LISTEN TO THE SONG ON ALL PLATFORMS:
https://catapult.fm/incredible

LYRICS:
- I FEEL INCREDIBLE! -
PRETTY BITCH, BUT IM THE BADDEST
RACKS COMING IN, I FEEL INCREDIBLE
SPEND A BAG ON JUST THE FASHION
I GET HELLA ONES, WHOLE LOTTA DECIMALS

WANT MY HEART BUT YOU CANT HAVE IT
GOOD LOOKS, PUT HER IN A PAGENT
YUH, TWO SHOTS
PUT THE NIGGA IN A CASKET
SAID THEY SPUN ON ME, BUT THEY AINT ACTIVE

YUH YUH
DONT BELIEVE A THING, YOU NIGGAS CAPPIN
YUH YUH
THIS HOE GOT MY LYRICS IN HER CAPTION
YUH YUH
MONEY STRETCHING LONG JUST LIKE THE CAPTAIN
YUH YUH
AND YOU CAN GET A PIC, JUST GOTTA ASK IT

FUCK A LAME, YOU CANNOT TALK TO US
CHOPPA HIT HIM IF HE TALK TOO MUCH
YOU CAN LOOK BUT CANT TOUCH
AND SHE THINK THAT SHE CAN GET IT CAUSE SHE KNOW THAT SHE A

PRETTY BITCH, BUT IM THE BADDEST
RACKS COMING IN, I FEEL INCREDIBLE
SPEND A BAG ON JUST THE FASHION
I GET HELLA ONES, WHOLE LOTTA DECIMALS

- IN DAT MODE! -
OK I CANT MISS, SHOOT
I BEEN IN DAT MODE
PUT ME ON THE BEAT, IM FINNA FLOAT
I BEEN ROCKIN SHIT THAT THEY AINT EVEN KNOW
RAPPERS SAY IM BAD, THEY TRYNNA COPE

RINGS ON MY FIST, I FEEL LIKE SONIC
BAD LIL BITCH
SHE TRYNNA FUCK, GETTIN EROTIC
NOW THEY TRYNNA STEAL THE SWAG WHEN I BEEN ON IT
WHY THEY HATIN ON THE KID, THATS QUITE IRONIC

HUH HUH
MONEY LIKE A MOUNTAIN
HUH HUH HUH HUH
I CANT EVEN COUNT IT
HUH HUH
HE TRY TO STEP, I CANT ALLOW IT
HUH HUH
HE SAID ITS ON SIGHT, BUT BOY I DOUBT IT

DAMAGE, I MAY RUN AMUCK
PUTTIN PRESSURE ON EM TILL THEY OUTTA LUCK
WAY TOO UP, NO I AINT WORRIED BOUT NO FUNDS
HELLA ONES, HELLA GUAP, HELLA BUCKS
MATTER FACT, SHOUT OUT THE HOMIE BUCK
HE GON COME DOWN WITH THAT SHIT THAT MAKE YOU DUCK
WHY WOULD I EVER FUCK A BITCH THAT I AINT CUFF
I BEEN ON IT, THEY BEEN STUCK UP IN A RUT

I FEEL INCREDIBLE! / IN DAT MODE! (PROD. SNORKATJE)

MURRAY (W/JUSTVIGI, ZAI, LYFELXSS)

prod. issawi
lyrics:

Say something 
Tell me if it's love
Or tell me that you want me
I'm so sick of drugs
But they keep me company 
I been afk cus life is so exhausting 
Damn I'm on my Britney shit like oops I hit again
They be on some twinsie shit so I'm tryna fuck her friend
All my homegirls hella fye they no less than a 10
We walk in with 7.62's it leave you bent 
I don't need nobody else I do it on my own 
I'm mixing up medicine I feel like Dr. Stone 
Bad lil biddie on my dick she cannot leave me lone
She look good but not my ball I pass it off to bro


Emo bitch Bella Swan
I gotta asian bitch like Brenda Song 
He talking shit we put him in a song 
#kysclub and it's all on my body 
Two hoes when I walk in the party  
Kicked out we turn up in the lobby 
She throw it back in this bitch like a molly
That's yo girl oh im sorry not sorry 
Suicide suicide suicide suicide 
She said she into girls I'm like so am I
Push a button this glock hit you double time
Not my twin lil bro you a son of mine
All that love that you show me is superficial 
All a sudden everybody sentimental 
You so focused on bitches it's detrimental 
If he-
I fell in love with a cougar 
She hit me up and I scoop her 
ARP came with a new burst
Fuck all that talking I shoot first 
Ice on my neck like a noose
Pull up on me end up on the news
All up on me like hoe is you cool
Imma step in this bitch like a stool
Take that L it's ok you can lose

say something!

manual breathing (prod oruma)

cant tell if thats the weed or i pooted..

prod. NOIRE
mix. @rivrpersn
cover. red.velvet467 on ig | thank you sm!!!

Lyrics:


[HOOK]

Nah man, I’m zooted
Can’t tell if that’s the weed or I pooted
But fuck it, that’s cool, got gas, I foot it
Fell asleep in the bathroom, woke up in communion
I’ve been getting mad bread while zooted
Off liquor, off whisk, off malt, off shootin’
‘Bout so damn high, can’t see another human
But it’s cool though, chillin’ when I live in that movement
Got a plan for tomorrow, and tonight I’m mad zooted

[VERSE 1]

Unfortunately, I just swallowed me an edible
Proportionately, that I think was too much
I’m lookin’ round the room and I can hear what I touch
Nah, that’s my girlfriend, I felt on her butt…
A false alarm, but the situation’s deepening now
It’s creeping me out, I think there’s someone naked on the couch
I’m bankin’ on the fact that we ain’t makin’ it out
Then my girl goes!
“Honey, that’s our savings account
You went and bought like 7-8 ounces last week and then today-
You ain’t have any money, so then you asked me to pay
I love you and support you, but I’m a teensie bit afraid
That you might end too drunk and pull another Dave…”
Ah Dave? I ain’t trippin’ ‘bout nothin’
We can cry together later, but I’m feelin’ like fuckin’
“No, don’t fucking touch me babe
You’re such a slut when you drink!”
My favorite shit is Pink Whitney, the fuck did you think?
Now I could prance around the house in a speedo
Listenin’ to the Beatles while
I’m painted orange with Cheeto dust
I’m all bent outta shape like a Frito
Still good some people, in my bag Doritos
I must be the best
I must be obsessed with the craft
Like I’m forging the dream team
And we ain’t homies, ‘less you hella smokin’ a green thing
Like Harry Osborn
I was born into greatness, insane for me to say this-

[HOOK]

Nah man, I’m zooted
Can’t tell if that’s the weed or I pooted
But fuck it, that’s cool, got gas, I foot it
Fell asleep in the bathroom, woke up in communion
I’ve been getting mad bread while zooted
Off liquor, off whisk, off malt, off shootin’
‘Bout so damn high, can’t see another human
But it’s cool though, chillin’ when I live in that movement
Got a plan for tomorrow, and tonight I’m mad zooted

[VERSE 2]

Some hand me a blunt, someone grant me the luck
So the next wood I pick up, give me a chuck
Into outerest space, I get mad at the pace that it takes
Homie pulled a joint out of his shoe, this shit laced like-
Homie holdin’ me to all this money to pay
But I ain’t got shit in my bank
I’ve been breaking the piggy, and only quarter dropped out
So I rolled it and gave it a spray
I don’t mean to be blunt, I’m grabbing it, takin’ a choke from rest
I apply it to anything I’m smokin’ next
Just a BROKIE who spent most of school in that ISS
Guess KARMA’s been runnin’ my check
Never sat a light, I’m too heavy wit’ it
You mad I might whip a Chevy, then it
Hit a squad around, I’m playing ping pong
Passin’ ‘em over the net ‘til it’s seen wrong
I piss on a break in the theatre if scene’s long
Empire this bitch at the top like I’m King Kong
Starting to question if I should do free songs
Built me a passion for green like I’m Cheech and Chong
I need the pinkest thong and a them to sing along
I’ve been stretching this scheme like meter long
I’m just simply so tired of singing this
Higher I get, like the more that I’m wingin’
Gimmie a bird
Flippin’ that linear shit horizontal
Don’t Duck me, you Donald
Like Jesus, coming out smoother than Cheese Whiz
I’m on a whole nother level, who seen this-
Comin’, I’m comin’ for pieces
Rippin’ that shit from the chest while it’s beatin’
Maybe that’s fucked, but my fists’re incapable of giving one
Get what you give, and the Naut got a bigger one

[HOOK] ^^^

soundcloud sucks with this description limit bro…

manual breathing (prod oruma)

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