Don't Touch My Jesus Piece

((((((( LYRICS ))))))
VERSE I

Pull the hammer back
And watch the lead scatter 
All yo brain matters 
I ain’t playin with you busters
I ain’t doing better.
Pull up all in black 
Watch these fuckers suffer
Hangin like a rack 
I’m just playin what the fuck! 

See me riding through yo city 
Promise this won’t end so pretty
Hot boy I bring the heaty 
Who the fuck is on the spot 
59* playin in the fuckin chidi 
When I pull up to yo block 
Fuck yo clique now hit the rocks 
Hit the switch we make it rough 
Split your wig 
pockets full of hollow tips 
In the mix 
Roll the dice it’s triple 6 ho
I see the devil aiming at yo throat
Demons underground 
Better not make a sound 
I can feel my soul float 
I can keep it froze 
Like the fucking snow globe 
Speak my mind and paid the price 
Best believe and that’s for sure ho 
You got the nine?
Let it shine until it blows 
Do you really wanna die ho?

VERSE II

I be that motherfucker with a plan 
Put that money in my hand
Wood grain grippin 
Now I got it against my head bitch 
Straight from the mud 
Yeah I wish a buster would 
Oh shit It’s the mothafuckin fiend 
Turning all yo hates to dreams 
Simple mother lover
Never could understood
If you know what I mean 
Yeah right holding real tight 
Hell drops got the red dot 
In the night on the creep 
Watch you bite on the steam 
Yeah right holding real tight 
Hell drops got the red dot 
In the night on the creep

IT IS WHAT IT IS, JUST STAY ALIVE

Chetta - 1 OF 1 [Chopped & Screwed] By SUS PhiXioN

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Ridin Chrome Prod. (Yung Graves)

Me going for the throats of my competitors. Stating facts why they can’t compete. #SinisterDelivery #DopeAssLyrics #ItsAllAboutMe #LongLiveKingDavid

Its All About Me

'WILL RETURN 2' EP.

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DE:AD PM [Prod. $crim]

[LYRICS]

ALL UP ON ME
TELL ME WHAT YA NEED
DICK AND SOME DRUGS
YOU CAN GET FREE
EVERYTHING ELSE
MIGHT COME WITH A FEE
IF THE PRICE IS RIGHT ILL MEET YA NEEDS
ALL UP IN ME
CATEGORY THREE
YOU CAN GET SIX
IF I DOUBLE ON TREE
ALL ABOUT TRICKS
CANT FORGET ABOUT TREATS
IF THE FEELINGS RIGHT THEN YOU DONT NEED
WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT ME
WATCH YA MOUTH BEFORE YOU SPEAK
WHAT YOU FEEL A DISBELIEF
ALL FEELINGS TURN TO MISERY
TAKE A KNEE PRAY FOR GRIEF
LOOK FOR MINE A SILENT PLEA
DONT WORRY IF YOU FAIL TO SEE
ALL FEELINGS TURN TO INJURY
THINK I NEED MORE ENERGY
KEEP BATTLING DEPENDENCIES 
I DONT NEED ALL YOUR SYMPATHY
ID RATHER LIVE SO MISERABLY
WONT SAVE EM FROM THEY DESTINY
A HOES A HOE EVENTUALLY
I RUN THE GAME
GOT DIRTY CLEETS
KEEP TRYNA WIN
DONT LIKE DEFEAT
TAKE IT HOW EVER YOU WANNA TAKE IT
TAKE ANOTHER TWO I AINT GON MAKE IT
PROMISE ME THAT YOU AINT GON SAY IT
PROMISE ME THAT YOU ALWAYS STAYING
WHO AM I TO JUDGE THE WAY
THAT YOU WALK AWAY
WHO AM I TO GIVE AWAY
WHAT YOU GAVE TO ME


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Polluted Paradise 2

What Did You Expect [Prod. Budd Dwyer]

[LYRICS]

“POP MY TRUNK AND EVERYBODY GET TO RUNNING”

(HOOK)
CHAIN ON BLING BLING
SAME OLD SAME ME
GAME GONE CHECK MATE
NO SCOPE PLAIN JANE
IVE BEEN OUT HERE ALL DAY
GONE GET MINE THE LONG WAY
DONT FEEL LIKE YOU WANT ME
BUT PROMISE YOU GONE NEED

I NEED THAT COOL IN MY TECH
LINE EM UP GET MY RESPECT
I KNOW YOUR BITCH IS A WRECK
RECON SHE GOOD WITH THAT NECK
BEEN OFF A BEAN NO LIMIT
TOO MUCH FOR ME TO FEEL IT
FAKING DONT ACT LIKE YOU GET IT
STASHING THEM RACKS IN THE CEILING
FLIPPING IM ALWAYS ON STRETCH
DRIPPING IM ALWAYS ON FLEX
COPY THEY COPY THEY CAP
PULL UP IM COPPING THAT BAG
TOO MUCH TO SEE ALL THE SAUCE
DRIPPING THAT WOCK GOT ME LOST
FEEL LIKE IM WOP IM THE BOSS
REUP LIKE THIRTY AND OFF

(HOOK)

I NEED THAT BRAND NEW CHECK
SMOKING GONE SERVE THE SACK
TRAPPING MY LIFE IS A MESS
MESSING WITH WORK IN THE REX
PICTURE ME FLOATING IM ROLLING
REMIXING DRINKING SLOW MOTION
TOO MUCH THEY SAY THAT IM HOPELESS
WHO WANNA PLAY WITH THE HOCUS
FLIPPING I NEED ALL THAT BACK
FUCK YOU NO FEELINGS ATTACHED
TALKING THEY TALKING THEY CAP
HUNDRED ROUND DRUM THATS A LAP
THE MAG HANG LOW ON MY MAC
THAT YAPPA THAT CAME WITH A STRAP
YOU RUN UP IM BUSSING IT BACK
BEEN FINISHED MY LIFE IS A WRAP

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Polluted Paradise 3

Choppatoulas [Prod. Budd Dwyer]

first track since the album dropped.
this one of my best yet.

prod @niimo-beets / @marquisandthesquid
art by @c3of

lyrics:
how you hate on ya homies that doin better then you 
get ya cheddar up if you lucky then i won’t send em for you
i got some venom turn eddie brock onto any block 
i got some fenty i serve to my ops 
nervous chop 
fucking up my chakras bodies lined out in chalk i milly rock to the cops come 
do the dash in the datsun 
really ain’t no block boy more like wayne wit the hot boyz
100 bars and running ain’t running from no more cops boys 

homie hit me wit a dose now i’m balanching on ropes 
tryna float i won’t fuckin fall for it
salt shaker full of coke thought this shit was a joke eat the blotter with the red shark on it

big bang let my dick swang homie 
pinky rang on yo bitch doing big thangs homie
heat seaking missle sink ya ship like quicksand homie
ain’t been one to boast i always been really shy 
i went to the coast but never been one to fly 
you can quote what i wrote i neva been one to lie 
only one alive pourin wine in my five alive
homie hit me wit a dose i feel like i died nine times
woah
everybody know that i’m on fence wit all y’all 
playing volleyball with ya nonsense 
appalled that i pull up with the spalding smash it the glass falling
nobody know where they last saw him
i’m on it

homie hit me wit a dose now i’m balanching on ropes 
tryna float i won’t fuckin fall for it
salt shaker full of coke thought this shit was a joke eat the blotter with the red shark on it

bitch it aint anything i'm sippin on hennessy 
till my liver burnt out  got my whole life ahead of me 
never mind what u said bet u never forgettin me never lie in da bed when i'm off of da sedatives
i'm never right when i said it i was wrong n i get it
don't regret it tho i don't give a fuck about a petty hoe
every hoe that ever hit my line gon get dem xs tho
text message won't send no more need to let it go 
let em blow in the wind like the sail to my boat 
i'm just tryna stay afloat 
wit my shawty 
imma roll wit my shawty 
till we both in the coffin 
laughing to the fuckin bank then we roll to the auction 
buy it all out 
gold whips n chains the balls out 
fold chips don't win you buy out

ITunes

RED SHARK [PROD. NIIMO]

SAMPLE: Bexey "Suitcase" (acoustic clip off yt)
COVERART: Elizabeth Gonzalez

i wake up dead inside i felt the same way 
yesterday. ill find a light to lead me to the right change 
every morning wake up more defeated than the last day 
losing hope and patience in this battle the pain won’t go away
i can’t look you in the face and tell you how I’m giving up
fuck me up 
run away from truth by getting black out drunk
what the fuck 
i try my hardest just to move along 
the weight inside my chest feels like i can’t keep going on
and when I’m gone you gotta you remember 
what i told u in that song that I wrote back in december 
my memory will fade if you stay strong 
i think i know my fate but i hope I’m wrong
every night i dream way back to 2016 
suicide boys, X, ghoste, bumping with some lil peep
lil jeep in my ear with some big dreams 
but the worst pain of all’s when its out your fucking reach
and breathe
if it didn’t work once try again 
if it didn’t work twice try again
give up on plan b and go back to plan a
questioning choices, I think i made a mistake
questioning who i surround myself with to this day 
thinking about the time I’ve wasted on the times i wait 
on some excess that i don’t need 
dead weight 
on my own 
got no home 
got a fresh slate 
living my life all alone fuck all you fuckers  I’m alive but i feel like a dead motherfucker 
ima ghost who i know then disappear 
out this world let go of all of my fears 
i know
I’m on another road 
but plan a didn’t work back in 2015 so why the fuck do i think it’ll work this week  
i wake up dead inside i felt the same way 
yesterday ill find a light to lead me to the right change 
every morning wake up more defeated than the last day 
losing hope and patience in this battle the pain won’t go away
i can’t lie to you 
I’m uncertain of the future and our times they flew 
whether I’m here or not i hope you find that happiness
I’m sorry that i never open up
with you its bliss but bliss is something that i miss
feeling it on my own is something that i strive for 
given up today: no i got something i’ll live for
to the ones i love just know that I am very sorry 
i know my reason will soon fade and ill be gone by tomorrow

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