[nightlock]
Okay
Big checks
Freaky lil’ bitch ripped her fishnets
Hit her then I hit the fuckin’ road to other bitches
Nigga, I don’t got time to beef with yo bitch ass
Yo shit’s ass, just quit rap, don’t never fuckin’ spit cap
You a soft ass lil’ nigga, you ain’t never fuckin’ pop caps
Like Comcast, just watch the fuckin’ play, bitch I do not pass
I’m ballin’ on every rap nigga, smokin’ top gas
She callin’, she said I’m that nigga, she gon’ pop ass

Aye, bitch
Baby we could take it back to my place
Bitch
Took her to the mall, you know that I paid
Bitch
Shorty whole fit cost like 5K
Bitch
Aye
This ain’t the same as yo ex, I do better, I dress better, I fuck better
A trendsetter, a bag getter, it ain’t even no question
Give me neck, then cop her sweater
If she fuck, the bag better
If she love, that’s out of question
Bitch I left without a mention

She throw it back just like Lana, and I ain’t talkin’ no L. Del Ray
This a hunnid’ tens for every L that I had to take
I got love for them niggas that paved the way
Nigga talkin’ shit, found his ass on the pavement
I was born to get hella plays
Totin’ on hella Ks (uh)
Chop so tall, it might play in the Lakers game
Words cut deep, like a mo’fuckin’ razor blade
Bought her dinner, why in the fuck would I make her pay?

[fukkit]
Ballin’ in the field, I get paid to play (paid to play)
I treat her like a meal, call that fish filet (uh-huh)
It’s gamble, rap shit, I’ma get my fix today (how?)
Watch me show my hand, put my chips away
I know the hoe don’t wanna wait, I gave her dick today (today)
Smokin’ meds until I cough, I’m feelin’ sick today
Shot of Jameson, in her mouth, ‘fore it get pissed away (bitch)
And don’t you piss me off, I make the pistol shake (yeah)

Well calculated, every risk I had to take (calculated)
And I don’t play with change, we gotta break the bank (break it)
I’m ridin’ fish bowl, hoe wet, shake the tank (skrrt)
We get yo whole block wet, like we drenched in lake
If you choppin’? Smooth, they gon’ amputate (choppin’)
Off the X, I’m talkin’ shit like Andrew Tate
40 killers, you get hit with a brand new shank
The big boss, I promote to a brand new rank

[stilldyl]
Real ones by me, ain’t no fakes in my roster
What’s on my plate? A filet and some lobster
Put it on me, my whole team is gon' prosper
Best come correct, yeah, yo, check yo posture
jaw jackin’ bitch, where is yo funds at?
You actin’ tough but pressed like a thumbtack
Talkin’ big on the ‘net, but it’s all cap
We some big dawgs, you like a house cat

All I wanna do is ball and make ‘em hate more
Just dropped yo rent on some Prada and Dior
My team finna blow up just like a claymore
If you ain’t ‘bout yo bros, what the fuck do you live for?
Yeah
I need my pockets full of Crips
I’ma die for my bros, that’s legit
Ain’t no way that I’ma lose or I’ma quit
Ball star life, lemme tell you how it is

Big steppin’, all these haters lookin hella mad
Came from the dirt, now I’m poppin’, got ‘em feelin bad
Used to be broke, now I’m flexin’ with a Louis bag
That’s just how it is, I aint even tryna brag
I be livin large, ain’t no time for the small talk
Catch me in the whip knockin’ hard like a bass drop
I'm on my grind and you know that I can't stop
Big ups to Fukkit and brodie, that's Nightlock

[nightlock]
Forgot to mention I was dangerous, baby
Backwoods, this leafy roll I got, it got me elevated
Been around the field, 11 deep like I'm Edelman
I don't rock gold, but I deserve me the medal, nigga
See me, lil' shorty finna choose up
Creased my new Fazos, it's time to put them shoes up
Bad, bad bitch, she suck me up like a Hoover
Money over bitches, I want blues over a new love
Nigga

NIGHTLOCK X STILLDYL - BALLIN (w/ Fukkit)

when i see the moon i think of you
i still got the pictures that you took inside my room
you still got the scars that i never gave to you
the image i created in my head was all i knew
i guess it wasn’t true 

i get lost in a daze
my wrists are getting cut and i’m in love with the pain
i handed you my heart and you threw all of it away
i hope you get the life you really want anyway

i really hope u safe
i wanna see yo face
but all the shit you did to me
can’t let it slip again
cus you the one to blame
did you really want this 
or was this all just a game
now i’m really gone
and this shit just get too real

when i see the moon i think of you
i still got the pictures that you took inside my room
you still got the scars that i never gave to you
the image i created in my head was all i knew
i guess it wasn’t true

i get lost in a daze
my wrists are getting cut and i’m in love with the pain
i handed you my heart and you threw all of it away
i hope you get the life you really want anyway

(when i see the moon i think of you
i still got the pictures that you took inside my room
you still got the scars that i never gave to you
the image i created in my head was all i knew
i guess it wasn’t true)

scars (prod. farber) *SOUNDCLOUD EXCLUSIVE*

Now what you heard about me is false
I really got the Glock in my draws
I Go and Shoot a bitch and then paint the walls, damn I be the evil Bob Ross
Oh they be lurking yeah, they be stalking, till I hang em like they a stocking
Go and point the gun at your socket, notha hunnid bands in my pocket yeah yeah
Tripping out yo motherfucking mind
Oh your think that's yours? nah bitch that mine
45 on the side, watch the front, it gon shine
For a second like damn what happened oh bruh you died yuh
Always keep the piece on me and the peace on me from GOD
I'm a sinner I know I'm so sorry, need to think for a second please don't call me, damn

Where's yo mind, where's yo, where's yo mind?
Like answer bruh, don't hide
I got that fye, said I got that fye
Don't fuck around and die yuh

Getting my money and then I'm making it rain
Getting paid, motherfucka, what can I say
Why this dude bringing up my fucking name
You a poor lil boy, better get out of my face

I chose my path
You chose the way of the hero
And they found you amusing for a while
But the one thing they love more than a hero
Is to see a hero fail

Yeah, like, bitch, I'm bashing
Lil pussies with my motherfuckin hatchet
My bitch, she ratchet
Go and tell her kill and put you in a casket
You ain't bout no action, that's real
You getting out if you play in my field
Look at this bitch, he stay in his feels
Brotha so soft, he wouldn't go kill
I got his bands, took his shit all on my own don't need no helping hands
Hunnid grand
Make it fall, I do my money dance
Now I think damn, really be the biggest steppa known to man
I got that UGH on me
I will go shoot if you really wanna talk about my fam, bitch

FALSE (prod. scythe)

Ihaventsleptyet @w9vkk

ilySoul- My Girl (prod. Killheen)

BIP LIKE ME **PROD NOCTURNE & USER**

Derrick Rose (prod. duncxn)

WHAT NOW?! // 今度は何ですか。

COMEBACK ( feat. JASWED ) Prod. BL8DEZ

Blue Pill (prod. -Prey)

PrayToStay (Better)

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NIGHTLOCK X STILLDYL - BALLIN (w/ Fukkit)

nightlock (@imnightlock)

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