Look ion❌ wanna a future if the future ain’t chu 🧟‍♀️💯

i died in my dreams ? prod. rexpy

[lyrics]
Don’t need no love
I just need another swisher, and a couple hunnid bucks
If you run up on me, then this choppa finna buss
I got another hunnid grams, going higher than the sun
I don’t want no dummy bitch, and I could never chase a thot
Oh shit
Countin’ up these chips
Better watch yo back before you turn into a lick
Movin’ with lil’ brodie, said he watchin’ for my 6
And he stuntin’ for the ‘net, he never totin’ any sticks

New coupe, blacked out, this whip is lookin’ ebony
Shorty is a demon, but the head game is heavenly
I could never switch, takin’ out all of the enemies
I’m makin’ me the bread until I’m movin’ out to Beverly
I don’t want your fucking time
If you want me, then just say it, ain’t no point in fucking lying
Got a baddie in the back, shorty been the fuckin’ line
I could never trust a hoe, I don’t care if shorty fine
If you testin’ the gang, I’ma pull up with the .9

Don’t need no love
I just need another swisher, and a couple hunnid bucks
If you run up on me, then this choppa finna buss
I got another hunnid grams, going higher than the sun
I don’t want no dummy bitch, and I could never chase a thot
Oh shit
Countin’ up these chips
Better watch yo back before you turn into a lick
Movin’ with lil’ brodie, said he watchin’ for my 6
And he stuntin’ for the ‘net, he never totin’ any sticks

I been on my fuckin’ grind
Shorty steady on my mind
Countin’ guala, gettin’ dimes
Messing with the gang, mo’fucka finna die
I’m swervin’, hotboxin’, I wanna forget
Lil’ shorty close-minded, but love to spread legs
I’m geekin’ and tweakin’ off all of the meds
Tryna forget, get her out of my head

Don’t need no love
I just need another swisher, and a couple hunnid bucks
If you run up on me, then this choppa finna buss
I got another hunnid grams, going higher than the sun
I don’t want no dummy bitch, and I could never chase a thot
Oh shit
Countin’ up these chips
Better watch yo back before you turn into a lick
Movin’ with lil’ brodie, said he watchin’ for my 6
And he stuntin’ for the ‘net, he never totin’ any sticks

I knew shorty was a thot
She been known around the block
I can’t mention what we’ve done
Duck the feds, we on the run
Why’d you have to be this way
Movin’ on, can’t be the same
Could’ve chose me, but you changed
I ain’t beggin’ you to stay

snowfall* (prod. scrot) [LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION]

Lyrics~

How you finna leave to better yo self
You gotta think thats fucking selfish and no way you care about how I felt
I got a pen paper write about what Im feeling
Everything is a phase and it changes like seasons

I got many things poppin in my life
Keep fucking coming tills piling to the side
Got me stressin all the fucking time
I can barely even sleep at night
And its hauntin then I see the light
But Im never folding when its time

Got me tunnel vision like a dark road
Following the wind seeing where the fuck it really goes
I got fucking battle scars that Im mending out my clothes
And it really fucking shows that you really on your own

Nothing ever feel the same
How you calling me a lame
How am I the one to blame
Then you dirty up my name
Dam you dont got no fucking shame
Now you twisting up the game
Hope you think about this when you going to your grave

Fuck that Im over that
I got a couple fuck ups 
Im taking time to reminisce on when we had eachother
But now that shit its over why should I even bother
Damn we had something special really like no other

Always reinventing myself
And trynna better myself
Living life to the fullest
Give a dam how you felt
Always on my own
Pushing through the hell
Imma make it through this fucking shit no matter what you tell

Vision getting jaded
And the words getting faded
Feel hella nauseous I dont know if I can even take it
See alot fucking snakes and they got to be replaced
Slithering away you go meet the motherfucking blade

Overthinking throughout the day
Man I hate this fucking state
Always on my mind leading me astray
Being sympathetic for a bitch
Who never gave a damn not a bit
Should of cut it off when it really didnt click

How you finna leave to better yo self
You gotta think thats fucking selfish and no way you care about how I felt
I got a pen paper write about what Im feeling
Everything is a phase and it changes like seasons

I got many things poppin in my life
Keep fucking coming tills piling to the side
Got me stressin all the fucking time
I can barely even sleep at night
And its hauntin then I see the light
But Im never folding when its time

Got me tunnel vision like a dark road
Following the wind seeing where the fuck it really goes
I got fucking battle scars that Im mending out my clothes
And it really fucking shows that you really on your own

Nothing ever feel the same
How you calling me a lame
How am I the one to blame
Then you dirty up my name
Dam you dont got no fucking shame
Now you twisting up the game
Hope you think about this when you going to your grave

Nothing Feels The Same

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got my weed and my sticks
 nigga light tha shit up

though I've been smoking 
i’ve been drinking 
but  it still ain't enough 


ima try a different drug 
run away and get lost 

and when I start to fucking withdrawl 
don't be giving a fuck 


cause i don't get it myself 
why don't I try to save my health 

I've been giving them help 
but yet I need it for myself 

all my kinfolks get the blood 
from right outta my back 

I be giving out love 
but i ain't getting shit back n



so wtf wtf 
i’ve been tryna run it up 
i’ve been smoking on this green
different textures 
for my luck 

got a dutch 
fuck a swisher 
me miss me with tha stupid shi 

i roll em big asf 
smelly blunts 
the ones tha barely hit

oh you a surgeon 
i can fix your heart 
jus let me get a chance 

i’ll do my job
 how you want it 
pls jus lemme sew our hands


im here forever 
what i tell her 
more than friends 
i b the king to the queen 
ay your man

green textures for my luck - trippin4u <3

[lyrics]

[INTRO]
Bitch the money ain't shit in the first place
Gang
What?
Like the money ain't shit from the- uh, aye
Gang
Woah

[CHORUS]
Bitch the money ain’t shit in the first place (on gang)
I would give my heart, but you done left me in the worst way (what?)
Smoke another joint, I need a fix, this shit is hurtin’ (aye, woah, aye)
Can’t trust nobody, I’m in need of marijuana (gang)
Shorty lookin’ bad, but she don’t want me like I want her (want me like I want her)
Gotta hide myself, so now I roll up with the shottas (roll up with the shottas)
Addicted to your love, the gang is telling me to block her (gang)
But I just need another shot, so shorty what’s the offer? (aye, okay like damn)

[VERSE 1]
Smokin’ dope, like fuck, just cope (just cope)
Hit the dash, 200 what I drove (what I drove)
I’m a mess, love fiend, no hope (on gang)
I might fuck around and pop a couple more (what?)
Like, ever since you left, I lost it all, I can’t retrieve it (can't retrieve it)
Cut all ties, but you went and left me bleeding (left me bleeding)
What could I do differently? You went and left me thinking (aye, wait, aye)
Done abandoned ship, and now I’m stuck alone and sinking (okay like damn)

[CHORUS]
Bitch the money ain’t shit in the first place (aye)
I would give my heart, but you done left me in the worst way (wait)
Smoke another joint, I need a fix, this shit is hurtin’ (gang gang)
Can’t trust nobody, I’m in need of marijuana (what? okay like damn)
Shorty lookin’ bad, but she don’t want me like I want her
Gotta hide myself, so now I roll up with the shottas
Addicted to your love, the gang is telling me to block her (what?)
But I just need another shot, so shorty what’s the offer? (what's the offer?)

[VERSE 2]
Chain around my neck, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout a noose (aye)
I just want your heart, lil’ shorty what it do? (what it do?)
Need to move on, but I don’t know where to move (big fours)
Like I don’t want a future if the future ain’t with you (on gang)
Still can’t tell you what to say
I just wanted you to stay (wanted you to stay)
But you need some time away
I should prolly do the same
But like fuck, I know I needed you
I just wanna be with you (aye)
Fuck it, smoke another, I’ma pop another bean or two (aye)

[CHORUS]
Bitch the money ain’t shit in the first place (first place)
I would give my heart, but you done left me in the worst way (worst way)
Smoke another joint, I need a fix, this shit is hurtin’ (gang)
Can’t trust nobody, I’m in need of marijuana (aye, aye, woah, okay like damn)
Shorty lookin’ bad, but she don’t want me like I want her (like what?)
Gotta hide myself, so now I roll up with the shottas (aye)
Addicted to your love, the gang is telling me to block her (gang)
But I just need another shot, so shorty what’s the offer? (aye, aye)

[OUTRO]
Aye
Okay, like damn
I just need another chance, so shorty what's the-
On gang
What? Damn
Okay, like damn
Time to go and- aye
I just need another chance to- aye
On gang

worst way* (marijuana)

Remember (Ft//Slevpy808 & 666SWISH) **Prod. User**

(prod.vinogradov)

lyrics 

Hello, lil bitch I’m off a bean
I just blew the engine in my mugh fuckin Z
Hello, told a bitch get on her knees
We just gone fuckin and she don’t mean shit to me
Hello, every body on my D
It took me about an hour just to find a fuckin beat
Hello, I need some gas my shit on E
I be smokin sticky and the whip take 93

I pulled up to the bank
Half a milly in a safe
I don’t want a rafe
I want 1000 to the crank
And I drift down the block
Nut sack on a Glock
100 some shots for who like to talk

Smoke I need a medic facing blunts without a drink
I was Drifting when I walking found my stomach in the sink
Thought my whip was going 40 think the 40 got me tweaked
heavy smoking cops patrolling blow the tires and my teeth
In a Demon color z got a pussy nigga blushing
If I roll this wood up in it then the whip gon smell like something
I like drugs and I want money just to cup another muffin
I need money need an ounce so bitch that’s all that I’m discussing
Got my rocket in my closet i be anxious so I’m clutching
Saying sorry to my mama cuz she anxious over nothing
Heavy metal get to clashing at the stroughs we popping buttons
Fill your stomach w my bullets hoping hell got robitussen

Hello, lil bitch I’m off a bean
I just blew the engine in my mugh fuckin Z
Hello, told a bitch get on her knees
We just gone fuckin and she don’t mean shit to me
Hello, every body on my D
It took me about an hour just to find a fuckin beat
Hello, I need some gas my shit on E
I be smokin sticky and the whip take 93

SLEVPY x $AT.URN - HELLO

Lyrics:

Aye, i been thinkin bout you, i been thinkin bout us, i been thinkin bout love, like bae, you could never leave me like bae, my minds never been free, all these thoughts up in my head n ion wanna feel dead, i dont really wanna go cs i dont wanna go to bed like this girl really knows that i love her i dont want to be the one to hurt her, but youre fuckin with my mind, yea you fucking with my mental baby,
But ion wanna go cs there aint nobody like you baby, but you bringing up my past, and i know i did you bad, n i know that you is mad, and im sorry bout that, i just wanna talk bout life, i just wanna talk bout love, yea in this life i would never give up, yea you a bad bitch, and i would never switch, could we talk about our futures when we gon be rich

Verse: [deekay]

i swear i loved you
but then i hate you
but then you made me go crazy 
with the things you do
and the shit you say
i can never go away
it gone numb my brain 
in a bottomless pit of emotion

like damn I’ve been feeling so hopeless
when’s the last time you ever felt broken
I’ve been really holding on 
to the memories we had 
hoping that we never ever go back

like shit when we popped a pill
and now we getting too high 
that we catch a thrill
is it love in the end 
just what is real
i can’t concentrate on the things i feel
like hold up 
say it one time
that you hate my guts 
but i hate i 
never even really knew 
that the problems all began 
when i walked down the road 
and laid my eyes on you

Hook: 

Aye, i been thinkin bout you, i been thinkin bout us, i been thinkin bout love, like bae, you could never leave me like bae, my minds never been free, all these thoughts up in my head n ion wanna feel dead, i dont really wanna go cs i dont wanna go to bed like this girl really knows that i love her i dont want to be the one to hurt her, but youre fuckin with my mind, yea you fucking with my mental baby,
But ion wanna go cs there aint nobody like you baby, but you bringing up my past, and i know i did you bad, n i know that you is mad, and im sorry bout that, i just wanna talk bout life, i just wanna talk bout love, yea in this life i would never give up, yea you a bad bitch, and i would never switch, could we talk about our futures when we gon be rich

All The Memories We Had (Ft//Deekay) **Prod. User**

PROD.USER
https://guns.lol/SWISH
EDIT BY @putmyselfinadream

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~lyrics~
pretty hoes tryna wish me well
get caught make em post my bail
roll down hear da bass
on the side is a drake
for the canes that raising hell
i dont know bout shit
if its not bout me
so watch every word you spell
aint a witch but ill pop out with my broom
taste my brand new shells

sorry girl
turned yo boo to a ghost
make him roll in the grave
when i come through late
tryna get some sunday throat
make his boys behave
fo they meet who made
every man thatd step to the 6
put the boys in a pool
bet it match my tek
that i left up on my wrist
when i went n fuck they bitch

wife beat on the fit
when i came through fast
man i bet they never see me
my watch on red
my bitch got peach
and my money luigi
this aint no game
i got that tendo
tendering these demons
they hit my gram
like sam i am
thing 1 thing 2 i beat it

not doctor seuss
im doctor doom
i send my ammunition quickly
my new chain get hella cold
it got the flu
im feeling sickly
send the shots like a vaccine
i keep the beam when feeling deadly
heaven been waiting for my reaping
they got reservations ready

pretty hoes tryna wish me well
get caught make em post my bail
roll down hear da bass
on the side is a drake
for the canes that raising hell
i dont know bout shit
if its not bout me
so watch every word you spell
aint a witch but ill pop out with my broom
taste my brand new shells

sorry girl
turned yo boo to a ghost
make him roll in the grave
when i come through late
tryna get some sunday throat
make his boys behave
fo they meet who made
every man thatd step to the 6
put the boys in a pool
bet it match my tek
that i left up on my wrist
when i went n fuck they bitch

WISH ME WELL (PROD.USER)

IF IM ON MY LAST DOLLAR BREAKING BAD WITH MY BROTHERS.

What's The Vibe? (prod. BMTJ)

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worst way* (marijuana)

nightlock (@imnightlock)

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