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Gassed Up!
Produced by Vidoxx x Ohkin
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Lyrics:

It’s been a 
Long time but I know I’m boutta take off 
In my mind going crazy but I can’t stop 
No I can’t stop
No I can’t stop
No I can’t stop, winning by a landslide 

Gassed up, like I’m boutta do the race 
Hadda take my time and I’m sorry for the wait 
I got used to bein hungry I been trynna find a way 
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz 
Last up, finna double my amends
I’m next up, yelling camme if you can 
I been on my time finna grind til the end oh

This life is crazy man I can’t believe I’m up now
Sitting on the bench but now I’m running for the touchdown
I been going psycho Michael Myers when I come round 
Hope you getting used to me, I’m getting all the love now 
I was constantly falling that wasn’t part of the plan
But now my chain getting heavier since I got the advance 
Need a Bentley or Beamer it’s 91 where I land 
Finna fly out to Cali and spend a couple at saks
I was down bad with no room to fail and I changed it
I changed it 
Got the Louis bags with the Gucci belt like I’m famous
Like I’m famous yeah

Gassed up, like I’m boutta do the race 
Hadda take my time and I’m sorry for the wait 
I got used to bein hungry I been trynna find a way 
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz 
Last up, finna double my amends
I’m next up, yelling camme if you can 
I been on my time finna grind til the end oh

Passed up, yeah lil shorty for the streets
Cash up, got the hunnits in the safe
Gassed up, I don’t ever catch a break uh
Bad luck never stop me in a race
Famous, got the crowd screaming Rarin
Big bank, imma take her to the islands 
Had to run away living how I want to
Grabbed a couple K’s now I’m eating good food
Girl you walked away when I needed love
Imma drive away with all my funds 
Too late no you not the one
Two faced girl you better run

Gassed up, like I’m boutta do the race 
Hadda take my time and I’m sorry for the wait 
I got used to bein hungry I been trynna find a way 
Til I turned it all around getting hunnits to the face oh
Racked up in the back of the benz 
Last up, finna double my amends
I’m next up, yelling camme if you can 
I been on my time finna grind til the end oh

Gassed Up! (Feat. Rarin) [Prod. Vidoxx x Ohkin]

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Why Now
Produced by Ross Gossage x Ley Beats
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Lyrics:
You made it complicated 
I really needed more 
My heart you confiscated 
Then put me out the door 
These feelings, I mask 
My soul, detached
I know you never cared it’s all an act I gotta ask

Baby why now why now
Shit been getting tricky need a time out timeout 
I can’t take you with me need to sign out sign out 
All these feelings hit me when I lie down 
Uh When I lie down, yeah 

Baby why now why now

Shit been getting tricky need a time out timeout 

I can’t take you with me need to sign out sign out 

All these feelings hit me when I lie down 

Uh When I lie down, yeah 

I been looking at the damage and it’s honestly emotional 
Wishing that I vanished it’s too late for me to hold you close 
This is what you made for us I’d rather if you went to ghost 
As painful as it was for us the closure kept me on my toes 
Was it me?
Or was the match just not the shit I envisioned 
Was it we?
Or just the fact that neither one of us delivered 
Tell me please
Was it worth it? All the time that you dismembered 

I’m deceased
Or shit I wish I was im stuck with your decisions 
It’s hard for me to try when all these facts are in my face
Our anniversary to me is just another day 
I just don’t give a fuck no more it’s safe for me to say 
It’s funny tho cuz all I used to do was contemplate 

Baby why now why now
Shit been getting tricky need a time out timeout 
I can’t take you with me need to sign out sign out 
All these feelings hit me when I lie down 
Uh When I lie down, yeah
Baby why now why now
Shit been getting tricky need a time out timeout 
I can’t take you with me need to sign out sign out 
All these feelings hit me when I lie down 
Uh When I lie down, yeah

Why Now [Prod. Ross Gossage x Ley beats]

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Let’s Go!
Produced by Sketch
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Lyrics:

I might Pull up on the scene like a fiend not stopping 
She be looking like a dream finna take her to the tropics
I got everything you need so lil’ baby why you shopping?
I can tell you wanna leave come with me, be about it 
I got 30 something numbers steady blowing up my phone
To be honest I don’t need ‘em shorty you the one I want 
I can take you to the hills lil’ baby come and see the coast 
We gon’ pull up in some Bentleys throwing hunnits on the road 
Let’s go!
Picture perfect make me nervous all alone 
I know 
You got niggas but we still gon’ get along 
What’s wrong?
Got an attitude, I just wanna talk 
Think we boutta make a movie time to set the shit in stone let’s go!

Woah woah told lil shorty this my lifestyle 
If you trynna rock with me you gotta get it right now 
I can get you situated living like the White House 
Turn you into royalty the queen getting piped down
Spent a couple on my chain I’m trynna be a light house 
Member all the days when I just couldn’t spend them nights out 
Now I got the commas finna take a couple flights out 
This the life you should be living come and get it right now 

I might pull up on the scene like a fiend not stopping 
She be looking like a dream finna take her to the tropics
I got everything you need so lil’ baby why you shopping?
I can tell you wanna leave come with me, be about it 
I got 30 something numbers steady blowing up my phone
To be honest I don’t need ‘em shorty you the one I want 
I can take you to the hills lil’ baby come and see the coast 
We gon’ pull up in some Bentleys throwing hunnits on the road 
Let’s go!
Picture perfect make me nervous all alone 
I know 
You got niggas but we still gon’ get along 
What’s wrong?
Got an attitude, I just wanna talk 
Think we boutta make a movie time to set the shit in stone let’s go!

And we riding round the city in a brand new whipski
Sweet like sugar but she burn like whiskey 
Bring her to the room got her singing like Whitney
Told you from the jump she was prolly leaving with me 
I’m luststruck cause god damn this ain’t love 
On ten toes cause hers up I’m not done 
Feeling top five
I’m not two, I been one 
What’s the outcome?
She got stuck in my heart 

I might Pull up on the scene like a fiend not stopping 
She be looking like a dream finna take her to the tropics
I got everything you need so lil’ baby why you shopping?
I can tell you wanna leave come with me, be about it 
I got 30 something numbers steady blowing up my phone
To be honest I don’t need ‘em shorty you the one I want 
I can take you to the hills lil’ baby come and see the coast 
We gon’ pull up in some Bentleys throwing hunnits on the road 
Let’s go!
Picture perfect make me nervous all alone 
I know 
You got niggas but we still gon’ get along 
What’s wrong?
Got an attitude, I just wanna talk 
Think we boutta make a movie time to set the shit in stone let’s go!

Let's Go! [Prod. Sketch]

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Prod. Peril

Hanging out the window
In my Rari
Got a new chauffeur
It’s your shorty
They don’t want gun smoke 
Ain’t no problem 
Pullin up 15 deep what’s poppin
I just spent 10 more on some rings
Pull up all black in a brand new range
They gon’ wanna talk not much they say 
Imma keep counting up all my change 
Hanging out the window
In my Rari
Got a new chauffeur
It’s your shorty
They don’t want gun smoke 
Ain’t no problem 
Pullin up 15 deep what’s poppin
I just spent 10 more on some rings
Pull up all black in a brand new range
They gon’ wanna talk not much they say 
Imma keep counting up all my change 

She don’t wanna leave with you no way
Louis V for my shoes, okay
She wanted Prada 
But I gave her nada
She wanted me for my blues okay
Stepping right out and I hop in the foreign
I know they mad ‘cause they life is too boring 
Put on your song everybody be snoring
I took your shorty I’m sorry she whoring
Say just what you want to me but we gon get these millions 
Stack it til it’s taller trynna make it through the ceiling 
They be trynna rock with me but I don’t really feel them
All they do is copy me so motherfuck they feelings
I want it all to live in a mansion
She wanna call but I never answer 
Money been tall it play for the panthers 
Say they been balling but they get canceled 
Hop out the Bentley to hop in the range
Why you comparing when we ain’t the same
I never had it when I was a lame
Funny everything started to change yeah

Hanging out the window
In my Rari
Got a new chauffeur
It’s your shorty
They don’t want gun smoke 
Ain’t no problem 
Pullin up 15 deep what’s poppin
I just spent 10 more on some rings
Pull up all black in a brand new range
They gon’ wanna talk not much they say 
Imma keep counting up all my change 
Hanging out the window
In my Rari
Got a new chauffeur
It’s your shorty
They don’t want gun smoke 
Ain’t no problem 
Pullin up 15 deep what’s poppin
I just spent 10 more on some rings
Pull up all black in a brand new range
They gon’ wanna talk not much they say 
Imma keep counting up all my change

Chauffeur! [Prod. Peril]

prod. sketch
lyrics:
Let the records tell it 
I’m a walking prophecy
I’m stepping way above and fire and wide from what they wanna see
I never tried to be nobody else they all wannabe’s
Different than whatever they imagined so they copy me 

You and me we not the same 
I do all the shit you can’t 
Dropped a couple gears and whipped around y’all had to switch the lanes 
Damier with Prada shades
If I step outside today
I found all these enemies right next to where the dollars made 
Ooooh
I know the jealousy gon’ get you 
Magazines if you got issues
Pray one day that karma hit you like 
Oooh
Can’t stick with you 
And the envy just continues 
They don’t know bout what we been through though

Hope you know I tried my best
Cause I never tried to flex 
Hard I can’t avoid it when my day to day is getting checks 
Signed me a deal and kept all the publishing working hard these the effects
These niggas be capping bout how they be moving they day to day lazy i’m losing respect 
I’ll teach you a class, tell you my origin story and all and how you can prosper
Documenting all the shit like a movie no acting though we really ballin 
I got the work ethic of like thirty horses I be running shit the way I talk it 
Finally put myself up on the map and I done got these record labels calling 
The stu is my office
I don’t got to report to nobody else done talking
I’m self made bitch I’m well paid and that’s all I care about I’m honest 
Told my momma when I’m wealthy I’mma send her out into the tropics 
They don’t wanna see me healthy and they hate the fact that I been polished

You and me we not the same 
I do all the shit you can’t 
Dropped a couple gears and whipped around y’all had to switch the lanes 
Damier with Prada shades
If I step outside today
I found all these enemies right next to where the dollars made 
Ooooh
I know the jealousy gon’ get you 
Magazines if you got issues
Pray one day that karma hit you like 
Oooh
Can’t stick with you 
And the envy just continues 
They don’t know bout what we been through though

Not The Same [prod. sketch]

lyrics: 
I be moving on a schedule no limit like it’s clock work
Ring around the Rosie how they fall off never saw worse 
Speaking from experience I know you not a walker 
A couple different cloths but that Fendi what I bought first

Every time I do a show I post it and it’s sold out
Told her keep it quiet all the neighbors know she so loud
I got what they want and it’s abundant so they know now 
The rumor has it no one even love me in my hometown 

Ice
Box
We 
Cold
Run it back I got 
three more
On my line I got 
freak hoes
But On my mind is the 
green tho 

(Shhhh)
Put the work in 
Niggas got excuses so they never in they birkin
Y’all be way too busy with some shit that ain’t concerning 
So fuck around and find out what applying does for earnings 

Y’all cease to be poppin I keep the beat knocking I leave the scene with fifteen in my robins 
I see with ease just how they treat the hot topic i’m fleecing keys worth of the steeze that they jockin yeah

Comments saying underrated man I knew that from the jump 
it don’t matter love or hate it if you really want me gone 
Lotta people tried to take from me what truly can’t be done 
irreplaceable you’ll never ever catch me falling off 

Every time I do a show I post it and it’s sold out
Told her keep it quiet all the neighbors know she so loud
I got what they want and it’s abundant so they know now 
Rumor has it no one even love me in my hometown 

Ice
Box
We 
Cold
Run it back I got 
three more
On my line I got 
freak hoes
But On my mind is the 
green tho 

I keep it simple on the daily like a crew neck
And I been doing me I feel like lately’s what I do best
They try to replicate it i’on hate it never too vexxed
Cuz honestly I’m honored that I’m hard enough they do that 

I’m on shit 
Toe tag how I’m leaving beats I’m a monster
They Itching for the hits like a rash call it Zoster
Need to relax all I see imposters 
And I been stay patient on this come up like a doctor 

Comments saying underrated man I knew that from the jump 
it don’t matter love or hate it if you really want me gone 
Lotta people tried to take from me what truly can’t be done 
irreplaceable you’ll never ever catch me falling off 

Every time I do a show I post it and it’s sold out
Told her keep it quiet all the neighbors know she so loud
I got what they want and it’s abundant so they know now 
Rumor has it no one even love me in my hometown 

Ice
Box
We 
Cold
Run it back I got 
three more
On my line I got 
freak hoes
But On my mind is the 
green tho

Sold Out [Prod. Sketch]

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Prod. Sketch
I’m gon shine regardless even if they turn the lights out
Trynna get the best of me but imma tell you right now
The shit I’m doing crazy know they hate me tell em pipe down
I’m gon get this money couldn’t care for what they type bout 

Ain’t nobody here gon stop me all I do is get this change 
Way back when I whipped a mazda now I’m Trynna whip the wraith
I’m gon keep a stack regardless til my body in the grave 
Used to step out with no commas not a dollar to my name 
Made a change 

I was dreaming only thought of one thing
Get the loot 
I could spend a couple thousand on a chain
And a coupe 
Hella ice on me like I just got a sprain 
What it do 
Made some dollars now they cappin on my name 
It’s the truth 

And even though I know theres people who would ride for me
Secretly they building up this inner burden rivalry
Man we can all eat
So come and grab a seat 
Like Vegetarian I wanted green but not the beef 

On this journey I been blessed with all this patience oh my 
Never capping when I say I really changed my life
I made hella sacrifices no I can’t think twice 
hesitation just be getting in the way no lie  

I put the moves on em looking like a stop and go 
And If I’m real witchu I dont wanna talk at all
I’m to myself, and only pick up when the profit calls
It’s hard to undermine success when results are stone

I’m gon shine regardless even if they turn the lights out
Trynna get the best of me but imma tell you right now
The shit I’m doing crazy know they hate me tell em pipe down
I’m gon get this money couldn’t care for what they type bout 

Ain’t nobody here gon stop me all I do is get this change 
Way back when I whipped a mazda now I’m Trynna whip the wraith
I’m gon keep a stack regardless til my body in the grave 
Used to step out with no commas not a dollar to my name 
Made a change 

I was dreaming only thought of one thing
Get the loot 
I could spend a couple thousand on a chain
And a coupe 
Hella ice on me like I just got a sprain 
What it do 
Made some dollars now they cappin on my name 
It’s the truth

Get The Loot! [prod. sketch]

Now, Not Later
Produced by Bri-C
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Man my homies know I’m never switching up that’s on the code 
That’s a flag if he talking but he never wanna go 
Couple shorties in the past did me bad took a toll
I ain’t goin out sad check the bag boy we on
Got a couple big stacks in the crib can’t waste it
Off white tee, Fendi bag with a bracelet 
They been checking cuz now they trynna be adjacent
I’m watching while they plotting sneaky talking with the hating i’m saying
And I don’t even wanna check up no more 
On my lone I’m balling of course
And no one finna tell me I’m wrong 
I’m up now not later I’m gone 

All I need is ride or dies real steppers to the end 
RIP’ing for my guys if they ever need a hand 
We gon pull up big time if you wanna get it in
30 deep up at the party how the fuck they let us in
I remember when they told me I could never make a hit 
Now they waiting lobby hoping that I take a pic
They like Bri-C yeah I know him from my school and he legit 
DND so when they calling only pickup for the bands 
And I got racks now
Like an addict got a nose for the bag now
I’m ten toes with the bros never back down
When I was low hella niggas went and backed out 
That’s why I only trust a couple when the cash out 
Man that’s real talk 
I never speak on business unless you up in the front 
Imma need consultation if you Trynna work with us 
Do it bigger than them others I son em like nigga what 

Man my homies know I’m never switching up that’s on the code 
That’s a flag if he talking but he never wanna go 
Couple shorties in the past did me bad took a toll
I ain’t goin out sad check the bag boy we on
Got a couple big stacks in the crib can’t waste it
Off white tee, Fendi bag with a bracelet 
They been checking cuz now they trynna be adjacent
I’m watching while they plotting sneaky talking with the hating i’m saying
And I don’t even wanna check up no more 
On my lone I’m balling of course
And no one finna tell me I’m wrong 
I’m up now not later I’m gone

Now, Not Later [Prod. Bri-C]

Prod. Sketch
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Lyrics:

I could read you like a book
How I knew some shit was off 
And I hate how much it took 
With your back against the wall 
I just wonder why you couldn’t keep it real through it all
This shit happened to you once
Don’t you feel in the wrong like

Really I been hard pressed
Trynna move along yes
Locked in with my sorrows I don’t really got much heart left 
Thought it was in my head
All the things that I said 
Opened up to you about the past and where I’ve been 
‘Cause I got a lotta scars and some trust issues 
When it started going wrong I would call on you
I was there for you when everyone was lost on you
Now I’m going through a lot and it’s all on you 

I ain’t finna sugar coat it this the worst I ever felt
Woulda never guessed the stress you went and put on my bell 
Think it’s 2 months straight I was missing every meal
Working 80 hour weeks gave my all to you but still like
You gon’ do this shit to me when I was Trynna go and build with you
Bonnie to my Clyde, girl I’d lie and go and steal with you
Got you living right, I was eating every meal with you
And with all these reasons still I’m wrapped around you trynna heal with you
And they say the true colors really show when not around 
All that woofing like you love me is it real I’m in the doubt
Stepping over all my feelings like you threw em on the ground 
Late nights, no texts, got me thinking to myself like

Really I been hard pressed
Trynna move along yes
Locked in with my sorrows I don’t really got much heart left 
Thought it was in my head
All the things that I said 
Opened up to you about the past and where I’ve been 
‘Cause I got a lotta scars and some trust issues 
When it started going wrong I would call on you
I was there for you when everyone was lost on you
Now I’m going through a lot and it’s all on you 

Now I’m adding to the reasons why I wish I never met her
Finna need a couple pages if I write em all together
I been treated like I’m lesser 
How the fuck you think he’s better
How we finna make it back i’m second guessing all my efforts 
And I guess the only way to know is take some time 
Is it weighing on your brain the way it weighs on mine
I got way too many questions but can’t put together lines
Ain’t gon lie to you this whole thing really changed my life 

For the worse or for the better 
I’on really know yet, hard to tell just like the weather
I be floating in the wind, on the daily like a feather
Got me ready for what’s coming next I’m down to fix whatever oh

Really I been hard pressed
Trynna move along yes
Locked in with my sorrows I don’t really got much heart left 
Thought it was in my head
All the things that I said 
Opened up to you about the past and where I’ve been 
‘Cause I got a lotta scars and some trust issues 
When it started going wrong I would call on you
I was there for you when everyone was lost on you
Now I’m going through a lot and it’s all on you

Trust Issues [prod. sketch]

prod. sketch.
lyrics:

Living proof, I’m a testament to patience 
I waited
But I’m so done with that I need the greatness 
Been counted out so many times it’s bugging me I hate it 
Fed up with wasting time though it’s time for me to take it 
Cause when you waste, time
You won’t ever get it back 
So don’t take, mine
Cause it’s money that’s my racks 
I don’t wait, In lines 
Imma get it that’s a fact 
All I know is put one foot in front the other can’t relax 
When they doubt me all I do is say okay and that’s a bet
What’s astounding though to me is that they never getting checks
Proving time and time again that they opinions meaning less
In one ear and out the other doing me that’s for the best 

Man it’s hard to put the words together saying how I feel 
Because honestly the ignorance around me never fails
To amaze me
Fuck em though I’m focused on the real 
And they lazy 
I Pick apart they image like a meal 
Niggas crazy
Seen enough, they the bottom tier and that’s a fact 
I ain’t begging for respect but you should know just where it’s at
Niggas talking like they popping when they barely on the map
They be focused on the wrong things all I do is laugh
No pity though I’m finna outwork them
My ear to the streets been connected like a modem
Man I’ll die for this shit, at the top of the totem
They’ll recognize me then but nigga fuck it i’on want em 

Living proof, I’m a testament to patience 
I waited
But I’m so done with that I need the greatness 
Been counted out so many times it’s bugging me I hate it 
Fed up with wasting time though it’s time for me to take it 
Cause when you waste, time
You won’t ever get it back 
So don’t take, mine
Cause it’s money that’s my racks 
I don’t wait, In lines 
Imma get it that’s a fact 
All I know is put one foot in front the other can’t relax 
When they doubt me all I do is say okay and that’s a bet
What’s astounding though to me is that they never getting checks
Proving time and time again that they opinions meaning less
In one ear and out the other doing me that’s for the best 

On the real they gon know me when I’m gone uh huh
On they heels they afraid of what’s to come uh huh
Got em lurking so they watching where I’m from
Fake as fuck to me whenever showing love uh huh
And I just get frustrated
Inside my head I’m jaded 
Compare myself to other people but I’m never basic 
I put myself in a position where the envy’s weighted 
It’s like a backpack full of bricks to me I fucking hate it 
They say comparison in this world be the thief of joy 
So when I’m pissed off all I know is breathe some more 
It’s the only way I’ll relax and keep my core
Everybody got they own path so seek what’s yours 

Living proof, I’m a testament to patience 
I waited
But I’m so done with that I need the greatness 
Been counted out so many times it’s bugging me I hate it 
Fed up with wasting time though it’s time for me to take it 
Cause when you waste, time
You won’t ever get it back 
So don’t take, mine
Cause it’s money that’s my racks 
I don’t wait, In lines 
Imma get it that’s a fact 
All I know is put one foot in front the other can’t relax 
When they doubt me all I do is say okay and that’s a bet
What’s astounding though to me is that they never getting checks
Proving time and time again that they opinions meaning less
In one ear and out the other doing me that’s for the best

Living Proof [prod. sketch]

i still hate everything. [Prod. Nextlane]

FTP
Produced by Bri-C
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Now my brodie out the pen he finally beat the case 
Been thinking trips out to the tropics need to relocate
I’m on the gas I keep the speed been known to push the space 
Them wheels spinning I be grinning everytime they hate 
We keep it moving over here so fuck the past dawg 
No time to make amends I know you missed the call
Ain’t picking up no more it’s time for me to blast off 
This shit too deep for me unless it’s bout the cash dawg 
I’m unforgiving you could never get a second chance 
So come correct about your business I got better plans 
Holy matrimony commas we go hand in hand 
I keep the circle tight no matter what they think of it  

And all the homies been 100 way they go hard 
& When you test us ain’t no 50’s on report cards 
I’m In my bag I keep it pimpin like a goyard 
I’ll live it lavish you gon see me like the North Star 
Cause I be shining on the regular should prolly get protection 
I be paranoid they like to creep up when you least expect it 
They gon pray I never get it way too late I’m near the finish 
I’m ignited what’s inside of me’s combustible you get it 
I be fired up
Until the times up 
Cut you from the circle had to get a lineup 
They get defensive when they thought they was the guy huh
But the reality is you could never size up, uhh

Now my brodie out the pen he finally beat the case 
Been thinking trips out to the tropics need to relocate
I’m on the gas I keep the speed been known to push the space 
Them wheels spinning I be grinning everytime they hate 
We keep it moving over here so fuck the past dawg 
No time to make amends I know you missed the call
Ain’t picking up no more it’s time for me to blast off 
This shit too deep for me unless it’s bout the cash dawg 
I’m unforgiving you could never get a second chance 
So come correct about your business I got better plans 
Holy matrimony commas we go hand in hand 
I keep the circle tight no matter what they think of it

FTP [Prod. Bri-C]

cold feet
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Seen a lot from the top and bottom
Keep moving on like I’m switching a column
Heard that lil homie was talking I got him
Said i fell off that’s a mystery comment like uh 
I just keep on going up
Giannis focused on the bucks
Now they trynna call the bluff 
Hit my phone to say wassup
I know what you want please
Don’t act like you know me 
Ain’t the same I’m lowkey 
Upgrading from old things 
They be acting OG
But be getting cold feet
They hate to wish me well
I tell em fuck themselves 

Damn,
Back it up
I need a new crib
I’m stacking up
Been making my ends and cashing up
It is what it is I’ve had enough 
Cause lately I feel like they owe me one 
Took the time off and I’m goin dumb 
Hadda take damage to throw in some 
Now I’m right back like the chosen one 
Earning my Pennies I get it the Hardway
Member em laughing way back in hallways
I could never get away from them dark days
Guess its something that’ll follow me always 
But fuck it I take it in stride 
Fuck them niggas they ain’t living it right 
Keep it pimpin I can’t sit on the side 
Had to get it I was broke all my life 
Can’t fuck with my time no
I can’t ever just forget about how I was left for dead 
They ain’t never want believe me but I told em in the end 
I’d be living how I’m living with none left for my regrets 
I keep writing my own story cause they wrote me off in theirs 

Seen a lot from the top and bottom
Keep moving on like I’m switching a column
Heard that lil homie was talking I got him
Said i fell off that’s a mystery comment like uh 
I just keep on going up
Giannis focused on the bucks
Now they trynna call the bluff 
Hit my phone to say wassup
I know what you want please
Don’t act like you know me 
Ain’t the same I’m lowkey 
Upgrading from old things 
They be acting OG
But be getting cold feet
They hate to wish me well
I tell em fuck themselves

Cold Feet [prod. peril]

Drafty freestyle
Produced by Bri-C
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freestyle sorry no lyrics ♡

Drafty freestyle [prod. bri-c]

On My Mind Again
Produced by Monty Xon
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Monty Xon X Bri-C - On My Mind Again [Prod. Monty Xon]

Conley x Bri-C - from the floor

Can't Lose
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Blowing up my phone now lil shorty trynna slide 
But I know she getting messy i’on want her for the night 
She the type to go and tell the world about the way she ride
Once you hit em with denial they be yappin outta spite 
Talking bout sumn, couldn’t be the same dude
We could go and check the records every time you came through 
It don’t matter how you spin it cause I’m me I can’t lose
But my character is sum’n imma always stand to

You hit me last month then in January too
Honestly I lost the interest I was never being rude
It’s funny how the story goes when you be on the move 
Talking point in conversations like the headline on the news 
Niggas all up in my business but they need an MBA
Always talking like a bitch you run your mouth you outta place
Judging character to me always been easy i’on play
Cause a bird is a bird and a snake is a snake 
Talking circles with my name like you speaking in a loop
Kinda thought that shit was strange when you begging for the juice 
Convos looking one sided, you show em that too?
Safe to say I been that nigga and you thought the same rules 
Guess the clout done made you thirsty I’m pouring up the drought 
15 minutes of the fame only came from word of mouth
Aside from that girl you irrelevant I always had my doubts
Never even saved your number cause you not what I’m about it 

Blowing up my phone now lil shorty trynna slide 
But I know she getting messy i’on want her for the night 
She the type to go and tell the world about the way she ride
Once you hit em with denial they be yappin outta spite 
Talking bout sumn, couldn’t be the same dude
We could go and check the records every time you came through 
It don’t matter how you spin it cause I’m me I can’t lose
But my character is sum’n imma always stand to

Can't Lose [prod. sketch]

BENT
Produced by ouuhboi
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freestyle sorry no lyrics ♡

Bent freestyle [prod. ouuhboi]

off the porch
Produced by samuel
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lyrics:

(Bridge)
I been off the porch like way too young without no help dawg 
Jumping offa heights that way back then man I was scared of 
I don’t need advice but I need commas get these bands up 
Had to ask myself when I was looking for an answer 

(Chorus)
Coping with the ice a diamond choker bling blam uh
Tried to do it right but shit be wrong I had to stand up
Tripped up with the trauma wish that I could understand but 
I was way too young to understand that shit was jammed up 
Now I’m talking different, numbers speaking every language
Every move efficient, double back i been expanding 
Niggas moving distant, that’s exactly how I planned it
Cause I lost some brothers to the money, left me stranded

(Verse)
I been on a mission, I can’t die without a legacy
Did this independent, ain’t nobody finna rescue me
Came up from them days when I was down, they wasn’t checking me
Now they got they hands out, acting like they really next to me
20 something years done had to pass but now they feel me 
Saggin off my back my pockets filled in these Amiris 
Say they life a movie but they one and done the series
I been back and at it every day until they hear
Me 

(Bridge)
I been off the porch like way too young without no help dawg 
Jumping offa heights that way back then man I was scared of 
I don’t need advice I need commas get these bands up 
Had to ask myself when I was looking for an answer 

(Chorus)
Coping with the ice a diamond choker bling blam uh
Tried to do it right but shit be wrong I had to stand up
Tripped up with the trauma wish that I could understand but 
I was way too young to understand that shit was jammed up 
Now I’m talking different, numbers speaking every language
Every move efficient, double back and then expand it
Niggas moving distant, that’s exactly how I planned it
Cause I lost some brothers to the money, left me stranded

off the porch [prod. samuel]

I was living with my granny had no water in the crib
I’on listen what they say and I’on care bout what they feel
Now they trynna say they sorry
But I’m deaf it’s hard to hear
Through the pain i’m still gon smile like I bought some new veneers
Man it’s okay
Cause now I’m Steppin out i’m fresher than some Colgate 
And on this road I had to make sure that my tolls paid 
I told my mama that I’m fed up with these long days
Uh huh, wait
Tell me if you know the feeling when your back against the wall
Hard for me to shed a tear I’m used to seeing bodies fall 
19 when he passed told that nigga imma ball
Got these chains up on my neck but still ain’t colder than my heart 
Hard for me to love the cash when I got demons in the crib
Skellies deep inside my closet hard to leave em in the rear
I’m still doing what I gotta, I refuse to be in fear
I’m a product of the block I tried to leave, it’s hard to steer

From apartment to apartment I been living on the run
Tried to leave shit in the past, but it keep on coming up
Vacant lots where I be sitting trynna get this money up
I was rolling with my brodies, know they always show me love
But I know that everything is really out for what it seems
I was stressing with no options here exploding at the seams
If my bro done taught me anything it’s stack by any means 
“Even if you get it dirty there’s a way to make it clean”
Man they don’t know about them nights where I was fed up left alone
My father showed me all the papers said to do it on your own 
I was 15 at the time and been the man inside the own
I was stressing but I promised that I’d make it on my soul
I seen the pain seen the struggle hate to see my mama cry
I was sick and fucking tired trynna barely make it by
You want a difference be the difference words that I be living by
Even if I never make it owe my life to it to try

I was living with my granny had no water in the crib
I’on listen what they say and I’on care bout what they feel
Now they trynna say they sorry
But I’m deaf it’s hard to hear
Through the pain i’m still gon smile like I bought some new veneers
Man it’s okay
Cause now I’m Steppin out i’m fresher than some Colgate 
And on this road I had to make sure that my tolls paid 
I told my mama that I’m fed up with these long days
Uh huh, wait
Tell me if you know the feeling when your back against the wall
Hard for me to shed a tear I’m used to seeing bodies fall 
19 when he passed told that nigga imma ball
Got these chains up on my neck but still ain’t colder than my heart 
Hard for me to love the cash when I got demons in the crib
Skellies deep inside my closet hard to leave em in the rear
I’m still doing what I gotta, I refuse to be in fear
I’m a product of the block I tried to leave, it’s hard to steer

against the wall freestyle [prod. andyr]

purpose.
prod. Bri-C

lyrics:

They don’t tell you when you start that shit gets harder as you grow
I remember rocking starter with my father at the store
Overnight to pay that mortgage got my mama going broke
Ain’t no cash can pay her back but I’m gon try with all I know
Tried to make them proud and crashing out was down bad on the low
Swear depression almost took me had they names in every note
Contemplating real decisions shit be crazy how it goes
Glad I fucked it up because if I didn’t I wouldn’t have seen the score
And this lifestyle got a purpose, I know that shit be worth it
So every day, I wake I’m thankful that I find myself a purpose
Used to take that shit for granted but it’s different now I’m certain
Maybe death around the corner I don’t know he could be lurking

I was only 19 I lost my brother off them drugs 
I was staring at that casket, thinking back to times I loved 
With all the times that’s past you think that shit be better than it was 
Just know that grieving shit be harder when you’re talking about some blood 
When they buzzed me into ICU my heart felt like the beeper 
Intubated and sedated all that pacing made my feet hurt 
My perspective changed on life cause I know everything could be worse 
Wish he never met them niggas that he knew inside of DeWert
Man I’m thankful for my sister all the shit we finally have
Always trynna help her more cause ain’t gon lie she got it bad
All them bills be coming in, always tripled from the last
Getting older, bout that age we taking care of mom and dad
My mama told me that I’m gifted, took a while for me to see it
She believed me with others did it now it’s time to be it
And all the shit I love I know releasing from these demons
And even though I say I’m good I know I never really mean it 

They don’t tell you when you start that shit gets harder as you grow
I remember rocking starter with my father at the store
Overnight to pay that mortgage got my mama going broke
Ain’t no cash can pay her back but I’m gon try with all I know
Tried to make them proud and crashing out was down bad on the low
Swear depression almost took me had they names in every note
Contemplating real decisions shit be crazy how it goes
Glad I fucked it up because if I didn’t I wouldn’t have seen the score
And this lifestyle got a purpose, I know that shit be worth it
So every day, I wake I’m thankful that I find myself a purpose
Used to take that shit for granted but it’s different now I’m certain
Maybe death around the corner I don’t know he could be lurking

purpose [prod. Bri-C]

Task Force
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Team be pulling up and looking like a task force
In the Beamer shit be moving like it’s nascar 
I got problems now that I ain’t ever ask for 
Still gon find a way to hate me that’s the sad part 
But I can’t pay no mind to debts that never stack up
Know you need me but I’m gonna need a bag for it 
4k screen when I’m looking at the dashboard
Holiday team still be working like a passport
Had to take them losses but we learned and made it back more 

And I just know to run it up
Man I tripled down them totals that I made in ‘21
Got them pocket watchers mad man i’on really give a fuck
Cause when you getting to that bag man you don’t care about the love
I got idols telling me that imma get it staying patient
Man I always knew the ceiling high but lately I’m adjacent
Man they parallel to what I am they lowly so they hate this 
Swear I never gave a fuck I think it’s time for you to face it
All I know is love be really hatred on the low 
Same ones used to doubt me now they tapping in my phone
Funny how they see the wave and wanna surf it but I know
That these niggas fair weather and they gone before the storm 
I been on the clock, ain’t no breaks when you chosen
Work with what I got, made a name dawg they know this 
Had to bet it all, even when i thought folded
Now I’m cashin’ when niggas told me I should forfeit 

Team be pulling up and looking like a task force
In the Beamer shit be moving like it’s nascar 
I got problems now that I ain’t ever ask for 
Still gon find a way to hate me that’s the sad part 
But I can’t pay no mind to debts that never stack up
Know you need me but I’m gonna need a bag for it 
4k screen when I’m looking at the dashboard
Holiday team still be working like a passport
Had to take them losses but we learned and made it back more

task force [prod. bri-c]

i don't care. 
Produced by Bri-C
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Yall think it’s cap but I got it 
Don’t give a fuck if I’m honest
I had to do it again
I told you I don’t really care
She broke my heart but it’s nothing
Sick of that shit like some ‘tussin
Fuck it I can’t get attached
So lately I’m back in my bag
Yall think it’s cap but I got it 
Don’t give a fuck if I’m honest
I had to do it again
I told I you don’t really care
She broke my heart but it’s nothing
Sick of that shit like some ‘tussin
Fuck it I can’t get attached 
So lately I’m back in my bag

I been down bad and I hate to admit it
But really I been had a couple of reasons
I was on track trynna get to them racks 
When I had the advance at the top of my DM’s
Fell off the map when I saw whatchu said  Took a turn like a U’ie but I can’t proceed it 
Hole in my heart but I never was bleeding
Feeling immortal I’m knowing you see it
No cap dawg a nigga went AWOL
I’on really even got too much to say dawg
When you giving it your all and your brain goes numb 
That’s a sign that you really shouldn’t stay dawg 
Adding gas to the flame like napalm
She ain’t hearing what I say like Raycon
Know them actions speak louder than words
So stick to the verbs and keep all the say-so’s

Yall think it’s cap but I got it 
Don’t give a fuck if I’m honest
I had to do it again
I told you I don’t really care
She broke my heart but it’s nothing
Sick of that shit like some ‘tussin
Fuck it I can’t get attached
So lately I’m back in my bag
Yall think it’s cap but I got it 
Don’t give a fuck if I’m honest
I had to do it again
I told I you don’t really care
She broke my heart but it’s nothing
Sick of that shit like some ‘tussin
Fuck it I can’t get attached
So lately I’m back in my bag

i don't care. [prod. bri-c]

And we ain’t toking on no blizzy’s when we say we getchu smoked
Hunnit bands to get me litty I be spending til I’m cold 
She want top me in the city, niggas with me and a pole 
I got rackies on me daily so I’m Trynna keep it low 
And we ain’t toking on no blizzy’s when we say we getchu smoked
Hunnit bands to get me litty I be spending til I’m cold 
She want top me in the city, niggas with me and a pole 
I got rackies on me daily so I’m Trynna keep it low 

I got bread to keep me winning I’ll keep spinning til I’m gone 
Heard they wanna hit me with it that’s too bad I’m going rogue 
Niggas getting disrespectful and forgetting bout the code 
You can’t say it to my face then don’t be saying shit at all 
Niggas stepping on my block that’s how they turned my hood a circus 
Pussy tried to prove a point he learning quick that shit ain’t worth it 
I got fits inside my closet that’s worth more than half a birkin
I make triple Whatchu getting and I’m barely fucking working
My cologne be on some other shit I prolly can’t pronounce 
Y’all been off your fuckin rocker Trynna step to my accounts 
Trim the fat and cut the circle of some hoes I’ll do without
Now we riding round yo city turn your cousin into loud huh 

And we ain’t toking on no blizzy’s when we say we getchu smoked
Hunnit bands to get me litty I be spending til I’m cold 
She want top me in the city, niggas with me and a pole 
I got rackies on me daily so I’m Trynna keep it low 
And we ain’t toking on no blizzy’s when we say we getchu smoked
Hunnit bands to get me litty I be spending til I’m cold 
She want top me in the city, niggas with me and a pole 
I got rackies on me daily so I’m Trynna keep it low

SMOKED freestyle [p. ezra x taurus]

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Dorm Room 2 🌟
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Can't Rock Wit Us 🛩 [Prod. FlyMelodies x TokyoSzn]

Dorm Room 2 on the way <3
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Empty 💔[Prod. NextLane]

#SCFirst
(Intro: Bri-C)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay

(Chorus: Bri-C)
Drop top drip ice froze my wrist (damn!)
Shirt off white just like my kicks okay (yeah!)
Neck shine bright so fly light switch (woah!)
Left foot right when I walk by bitch
(Skrt Skrt)
(Oof)
(Gone)
Going crazy in this bitch aye (woah!)
Diamonds on me brazy no fugazi in this bitch
(Eye be) Eye be going lazy bro it’s hazy in this bitch
Man it Got me feeling wavy on the daily in this bitch

(Verse 1: Bri-C & Playboy Ty)
(Woah)
(Woah)
(Woah)
Woah
Damn
I be going ham
Doing what I wanna you be doing whatchu can aye
King up in my city shorty told me I’m the man uh
But I ain’t yo nigga I could never be your man
Just copped a new bracelet uh
Aye yeah that Cartier
And the whole crowd dead yeah
Till I joined the party hey
And your head
Full of air
Like a bag of Frito Lay
And the next day your shorty don’t know if she gon go or stay
Yeehaw
(Yeehaw?)
We gone
(We gone?)
She riding on my dick like a seesaw
Seesaw
(Woowoo!)
You ain’t even buy it that’s a lease huh
(All my) All my shit expensive for the free huh
(I don’t pay bitch)
Tommy, Polo, Calvin what I’m rocking on my dick (blah)
And I have your shorty playing Pac-Man with my stick
Put it down her throat
Like she feeling strep sick (ew!)
Watch her jump and twist
And she doing all the tricks

(Chorus: Bri-C)
Drop top drip ice froze my wrist (damn!)
Shirt off white just like my kicks okay (yeah!)
Neck shine bright so fly light switch (woah!)
Left foot right when I walk by bitch
(Skrt Skrt)
(Oof)
(Gone)
Going crazy in this bitch aye (woah!)
Diamonds on me brazy no fugazi in this bitch
(Eye be) Eye be going lazy bro it’s hazy in this bitch
Man it Got me feeling wavy on the daily in this bitch

(Verse 2: Bri-C & Playboy Ty)
Bitch I overflow
You supposed to know
And your shorty text me asking where she ‘posed to go
Imma hit her wit the addy then I ghost the hoe
Bruh she told me that I’m wavy then she rode the boat (ewww!)
Eenie meenie miney moe
I don’t even want that hoe
And she sent a text but I don’t even wan’ reply no more
Fuck it
Fly her out
Cross the country call that coast to coast
Only hit my jack because she saw the way my numbers grow
Just erased her out my life
Call that bitch Ticonderoga
I was blowing out her back
Stretched her out like it was yoga
And she want me catching feelings
But my name ain’t Amendola
Only needed you one night
Damn right that’s what I told her
(Aye)
I’m on DND
Need these people leave me be
Whole squad swag surfin
I’m the captain of the team
Sicker than the CDC
On the screen like DVD
Told lil shorty throw it back
Her nickname is TBT


(Chorus: Bri-C)
Drop top drip ice froze my wrist (damn!)
Shirt off white just like my kicks okay (yeah!)
Neck shine bright so fly light switch (woah!)
Left foot right when I walk by bitch
(Skrt Skrt)
(Oof)
(Gone)
Going crazy in this bitch aye (woah!)
Diamonds on me brazy no fugazi in this bitch
(Eye be) Eye be going lazy bro it’s hazy in this bitch
Man it Got me feeling wavy on the daily in this bitch

Drop Top Drip 💧 (Ft. Playboy Ty) [Prod. i2hiigh]

Blacked out Whip
Produced by Nextlane
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(Intro)
Every time I see your name nowadays it’s all wrong
I ain’t ever thought I’d hold this hate for so long
I’m skrting trynna fix my ways I’m so gone
But it’s fuck it cause my life’s been straight it goes on

(Chorus)
In a blacked out whip same color as my heart
Going 80 in a 6 speed drifting through the yard
Always wonder if you miss me, huh, maybe not
Regardless of the answer I can promise you I’m gone
And I’m Gathering my feelings had to put em all together
I can feel the way you treated me was colder than December
Every day with you was different it was never getting better
Always told me that I need you but I’m thinking that I never did

(Verse 1)
Said I don’t need it no more
I threw it all on the floor
I just keep walking ‘round in circles
Been revolving the doors
You kept on pulling my cords
To never hurt me you swore
I think I finally turned the tables
Knew you’d miss me oh lord
This shit was tragic
Straight down to ashes
Played with my heart in the dark you was cappin’
You played it smart from the start it was classic
No more restarts I’ll be gone with a bad bitch

(Bridge)
Knowing that I’m better off
Proud to take the pressure off
Always let me down took her crown and I let her go
Every lie you ever told
Just another episode
Bet you feeling guilty bout it now 
Shit I’ll never know
Yeah

(Chorus)
In a blacked out whip same color as my heart
Going 80 in a 6 speed drifting through the yard
Always wonder if you miss me, huh, maybe not
Regardless of the answer I can promise you I’m gone
And I’m Gathering my feelings had to put em all together
I can feel the way you treated me was colder than December
Every day with you was different it was never getting better
Always told me that I need you but I’m thinking that I never did

(Verse 2)
So some days I wonder
But they were never worth it
They all drove me under
I turned a different person
I fell just like lumber
I swore that you were perfect
You spoke in these tongues girl
Your language was in cursive
I think we’ve come so far
But still we so far gone
I used to want you more than air I had inside my lungs
I said goodbye my love
And then I packed my stuff
And then as far as I could get away from you I run

(Bridge)
Knowing that I’m better off
Proud to take the pressure off
Always let me down took her crown and I let her go
Every lie you ever told
Just another episode
Bet you feeling guilty bout it now
Shit I’ll never know
Yeah

(Chorus)
In a blacked out whip same color as my heart
Going 80 in a 6 speed drifting through the yard
Always wonder if you miss me, huh, maybe not
Regardless of the answer I can promise you I’m gone
And I’m Gathering my feelings had to put em all together
I can feel the way you treated me was colder than December
Every day with you was different it was never getting better
Always told me that I need you but I’m thinking that I never did

Blacked Out Whip [Prod. Nextlane]

#SCFirst
Blacked Out Whip 

Featuring Memoria XI 
Produced by Nextlane
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Blacked Out Whip ft. Memoria XI (Prod. Nextlane)

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LYRICS:

Bri-C, Chorus:
Feeling like I’m on a battlefield I been at war
First you tell me that you finished then you said you wanted more
Every day is something different with you tell me what you want
It’s hard for me to reason when you barely wanna talk
‘Cause I been on the low and I been hurting every day
No matter what the story is I never get it straight
I keep on going back to you but shit just ain’t the same
I think it might be better if we went and parted ways

Bri-C:
All discussions turn to arguments you ain’t the one I started with
Ain’t no conversations without thinking that I’m bothering
I just hate the feeling girl I’m sorry but I’m blocking it
Caught up in your cycle when I really want no part of it
Feeling like I been abandoned you been losing all my trust
Plus you’d always take advantage so I knew it wasn’t love
Playing on my insecurities I think I ain’t enough
Looking deep into the mirror counting every single flaw
Now you got me doing things saying things that I never do
Used to say I love you now I’m never getting next to you
Take me 30 seconds if I wanna find a better you
Don’t know why I deal with it forget the shit I said to you
Yelling mayday I’m hit, you got me falling down
I’m clearly distressed but you won’t make a sound
You choose all your efforts you’re up then you’re down
This love isn’t normal it’s killing me now

Chorus:
Feeling like I’m on a battlefield I been at war
First you tell me that you finished then you said you wanted more
Every day is something different with you tell me what you want
It’s hard for me to reason when you barely wanna talk
‘Cause I been on the low and I been hurting every day
No matter what the story is I never get it straight
I keep on going back to you but shit just ain’t the same
I think it might be better if we went and parted ways

Monty Xon:
I been thinking ‘bout the pain and I can’t go back
We ain’t ever been the same since we left off last
You were running through my veins had a heart attack
Trynna keep me in your range wait wait fall back
‘Cause I’m sick of it
Devil and the demon on your shoulders when you listening
Wishing I was special but you never treat me different
Talking ‘bout our future but I wondered what you picturing
All you did was run me in a circle ain’t forgiving it
Think I lost my time
Then I lost my mind
You the reason why I toss around in bed all night
Overwhelming, suffocated, all along those lines
Broken hearted every time you tell a lie
Yelling mayday I’m hit, you got me falling down
I’m clearly distressed but you won’t make a sound
You choose all your efforts you’re up then you’re down
This love isn’t normal it’s killing me now

Chorus:
Feeling like I’m on a battlefield I been at war
First you tell me that you finished then you said you wanted more
Everyday is something different with you tell me what you want
It’s hard for me to reason when you barely wanna talk
‘Cause I been on the low and I been hurting everyday
No matter what the story is I never get it straight
I keep on going back to you but shit just ain’t the same
I think it might be better if we went and parted ways

Warzone (Feat. Monty Xon) [Prod. Tsurreal x Alan Rodrigo]

#SCFirst

Exposed. 

Produced by Taurus.

Lyrics:

We been
Staying a hunnit I keep it stack
Back in the day when they said it was wack
Most of my city ain’t loving me back
And it’s cool I ain’t worried I’m right to the bag
Hitting my phone but I think of the past
Sending me snaps I ain’t sending 'em back
Niggas been tripping they checking the facts
Never been tweaking I’m staying relaxed
Guess that’s just the way it goes
I just need to be alone
Now we up they wanna go
But they finna get exposed
They all jealous and it shows
But still pull up to the shows
They all talking like they know
But be steady on the low

There ain’t no wasting no time for me
I got some hitters who ride for me
I know some people who’d die for me
I got a shorty she down for me
Been reading niggas they lie to me
They faking and capping on side of me
Keeping it distant no sign of me
I need a Porsche
The finer things
All 'bout the talking ain’t seeing no action
The most they be doing is writing a caption
I lay in my bed and I’m scrolling right past em
They treated me different so I had to gash em
Niggas be phony they keeping me laughing
They clowns in this bitch like a circus or pageant
She throwing it back so you mad I’m attacking
But she chose a nigga who really be stacking
Always been about my bands
They were laughing at my plans
Now I run up my advance
I can’t fit it in my hands
Fell in love with all my fans
Keep me stronger when I can’t
Always knew I’d get the chance
Shooting star I’m finna land

We been
Staying a hunnit I keep it stack
Back in the day when they said it was wack
Most of my city ain’t loving me back
And it’s cool I ain’t worried I’m right to the bag
Hitting my phone but I think of the past
Sending me snaps I ain’t sending em back
Niggas been tripping they checking the facts
Never been tweaking i’m staying relaxed
Guess that’s just the way it goes
I just need to be alone
Now we up they wanna go
But they finna get exposed
They all jealous and it shows
But still pull up to the shows
They all talking like they know
But be steady on the low

So I ball hard never days off
Finna drop fire like it’s napalm
Imma do me fuck what they want
Running up the numbers been a cakewalk
I’ve seen better days I can’t get a break
But I can’t be stressing on shit that be simple it’s never the way
These niggas be petty I hadda’ out do em I’m
playing it safe so it’s fuck what you think
I been too focused on getting my figures
I’m laughing my way all the way to the bank
They always be fake
Trynna throw dirt on my name when you dapping me up every day
So bitch know your rank
You way outta place
They staying below me we never the same
Nobody gon' fuck with you boring ass niggas
You steady be lame and we don’t know your name
I ain’t tripping on you niggas
But we never cool again
Always been about my business
But you went and forced my hand
Shoulda went and played it different
But you fucking up the plan
You was never in my image
Can’t approach me like a man

We been
Staying a hunnit I keep it stack
Back in the day when they said it was wack
Most of my city ain’t loving me back
And it’s cool I ain’t worried I’m right to the bag
Hitting my phone but I think of the past
Sending me snaps I ain’t sending 'em back
Niggas been tripping they checking the facts
Never been tweaking i’m staying relaxed
Guess that’s just the way it goes
I just need to be alone
Now we up they wanna go
But they finna get exposed
They all jealous and it shows
But still pull up to the shows
They all talking like they know
But be steady on the low

Exposed [Prod. Taurus]

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