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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]

Lyrics:

I don’t do this for no reason
Copped the whip I’m speeding
All this ice on me might fuck around and change the season
They say I’m off the deep end
I been barely breathing
They been on my body start it up then put the keys in
I’m showing up and showing out 
Got more hits than rolling loud 
I’m the realist nigga that nobody seem to know about 
What’s going up been coming down
We toast it up and pour it out 
Hit right after hit im Aaron Judge there ain’t no slowing down 

Man fuck it, I’mma go right off the dome and they gon love it
I ain’t writing this shit down cuz man today I feel above it
Feel like lately I been sliding but I’m still on track I love it 
And them streets been getting quiet I’m still cooking like an oven
You been slipping on that slope if you ain’t riding for the kid 
So don’t try to hit my phone at night just trynna make amends
Y’all been low and shit I know I been there time and time again
But this ain’t your show it’s mine so why you trynna get ahead
I been doing shit for me myself and I so that’s what’s worth it 
And the reasons that I keep for getting by is what’s been working
Inner demons trynna catch the boy outside, it ain’t working 
I just use that shit and fuel it to my fire, fuck who lurking 


I don’t do this for no reason
Copped the whip I’m speeding
All this ice on me might fuck around and change the season
They say I’m off the deep end
I been barely breathing
They been on my body start it up then put the keys in
I’m showing up and showing out 
Got more hits than rolling loud 
I’m the realist nigga that nobody seem to know about 
What’s going up been coming down
We toast it up and pour it out 
Hit right after hit im Aaron Judge there ain’t no slowing down 

Insult into injury got targets in this industry
There ain’t no debating where I stand when you reference me 
I got people who was kin to me that rather see me in the streets
The damage done was minimal we parallel they been beneath 

I don’t do this for no reason
Copped the whip I’m speeding
All this ice on me might fuck around and change the season
They say I’m off the deep end
I been barely breathing
They been on my body start it up then put the keys in
I’m showing up and showing out 
Got more hits than rolling loud 
I’m the realist nigga that nobody seem to know about 
What’s going up been coming down
We toast it up and pour it out 
Hit right after hit im Aaron Judge there ain’t no slowing down

Aaron Judge freestyle [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]

#SCFirst
Lyrics:

I ain’t nothing like these other people walking with they chest out 
My actions do the talking so my sympathy been fresh out 
I can’t be lacksaadaisical I can’t be having let downs 
This time is whatchu make it so I’m never living stressed out 

Ever since I put together what I want it’s domination
Imma step up to the spot and take the throne like confiscation 
All these diamonds hella froze they catch me shine no constellation 
And I know they on they toes I be on like whatchu saying oh oh 
Victor go the spoils you can tell me this is fitting 
I was on the low but I never tried to fit in
Focused on my goals figured how I’m finna hit it
Now I’m finally on pockets healthy with the spinach 

Bitch I’m blowing up you know I ball I be on TNT
I be all up in lil shorty draws I call her PSD 
Niggas sayin what? Hold no weight they need a GNC
Play me like a fool but that shit old just like a PSP 
Seen it all before I ain’t playing back ain’t DVD
I was on the floor they ain’t help you can’t eat with me
I been all forward but I still ain’t where I need to be
Hunger hitting hard I been famished but I lead the league 
And bitch you know I run it back 
Add the features to my totals my accountant handles that 
I remember I was envious of them but not again
This the culmination of what happens when you got a plan oh oh 

Ever since I put together what I want it’s domination
Imma step up to the spot and take the throne like confiscation 
All these diamonds hella froze they catch me shine no constellation 
And I know they on they toes I be on like whatchu saying oh oh 
Victor go the spoils you can tell me this is fitting 
I was on the low but I never tried to fit in
Focused on my goals figured how I’m finna hit it
Now I’m finally on pockets healthy with the spinach

Victor Goes The Spoils [Prod. Sketch]

Prod. Blanco
#SCFirst

lyrics:

Niggas trippin, know they like to cap a lot
But they switchin they position once it’s time to back it up 
Move along and take it all witchu it’s time to pack it up
I been focused on myself but this shit can’t come fast enough 
Steak and shrimp my company when at the fucking dinner table 
2010 man I was dreaming had no bread to pay for cable 
Cut the cord on niggas anyway they dial I’m unable 
I’m too clean for them obscene of them to lie and tell they fables
I just copped a brand new Cuban lately I been on one 
Double Dutch them diamonds dancing like they pulling up to prom 
I can’t speak on Whatchu heard but just know my word is bond 
All that tweeting for the birds, all my X’s dead and gone 

I can’t let up on these niggas foot to throat I catch ‘em bad 
Roles reversing I was lacking now I’m cooking with some gas 
I won’t lie though cause I’m built for this but human in the end 
Every now again it’s natural to try and not collapse
And they gon say what they say about they racks in the bank 
We know the truth you be cappin let that ego inflate 
I can’t waste time of day there ain’t enough anyway 
But you should throw in the towel boy I’m finished I can’t 
And it’s just another day to me I’m sticking to the mission 
Like I’m playing call of duty all I know is hit precision 
Trynna think of how my brodies finna eat we in the kitchen 
When we pop out on the scene they finna think it was a smith & 

Niggas trippin, know they like to cap a lot
But they switchin they position once it’s time to back it up 
Move along and take it all witchu it’s time to pack it up
I been focused on myself but this shit can’t come fast enough 
Steak and shrimp my company when at the fucking dinner table 
2010 man I was dreaming had no bread to pay for cable 
Cut the cord on niggas anyway they dial I’m unable 
I’m too clean for them obscene of them to lie and tell they fables
I just copped a brand new Cuban lately I been on one 
Double Dutch them diamonds dancing like they pulling up to prom 
I can’t speak on Whatchu heard but just know my word is bond 
All that tweeting for the birds, all my X’s dead and gone 

Swear to god I been on demon-time I bust my ass for this 
Always getting what I wanted with that hunger catalyst
And I swear by Whatchu learn can make a better bag to get 
When I think about advice I got it wasn’t accurate 
But it’s okay tho cuz we still gon get it done
Know the team be eating heavy like a couple wontons
Niggas sweet as fuck I swear to god I call em bonbons 
Tried to fix the past I never last so I been long gone 
Fuck em all fuck em all please don’t ever think I need you 
I done came too far to be robbed up of my sequel 
I know I say that I don’t trust a lot aint me that’s on the people 
Sick and tired of these goofy niggas all of y’all be seethrough   

Niggas trippin, know they like to cap a lot
But they switchin they position once it’s time to back it up 
Move along and take it all witchu it’s time to pack it up
I been focused on myself but this shit can’t come fast enough 
Steak and shrimp my company when at the fucking dinner table 
2010 man I was dreaming had no bread to pay for cable 
Cut the cord on niggas anyway they dial I’m unable 
I’m too clean for them obscene of them to lie and tell they fables
ped a brand new Cuban lately I been on one 
Double Dutch them diamonds dancing like they pulling up to prom 
I can’t speak on Whatchu heard but just know my word is bond 
All that tweeting for the birds, all my X’s dead and gone

Word Is Bond [Prod. Blanco]

Ashes.
Prod Bri-C
#SCFirst

lyrics:
Light a match and let it flicker til it all falls down 
Niggas tell you they gon ride until they all call out
I been sick of all the lies so they all crossed out 
Hella demons in disguise that just want my crown
Man we don’t care what they say ain’t gon listen to the noise
Watch them feelings vacate i’on need em anymore
All I know is make plays star player on the floor
They gon say that I changed but it wasn’t my choice 
Them bridges burn and turn to ashes 
Knew that all that shit was never lasting 
They told me we was riding til the casket 
But now I’m all alone could you imagine? Ashes, ashes

Man I had to grow up 
Pedal to floor leave them niggas in the dust 
Mental status broken down I was towed up out the rut 
Inner thoughts be speaking loud always listen to your gut 
I swear to god these niggas petty only hitting when they need you 
Cut the ties like a machete tables turned they’d never feed you 
Acting like they ready but this ain’t what they agreed to
Fucking up the game and then they say they didn’t mean to

Light a match and let it flicker til it all falls down 
Niggas tell you they gon ride until they all call out
I been sick of all the lies so they all crossed out 
Hella demons in disguise that just want my crown
Man we don’t care what they say ain’t gon listen to the noise
Watch them feelings vacate i’on need em anymore
All I know is make plays star player on the floor
They gon say that I changed but it wasn’t my choice 
Them bridges burn and turn to ashes 
Knew that all that shit was never lasting 
They told me we was riding til the casket 
But now I’m all alone could you imagine? Ashes, ashes

And I been plugged in from the jump
For the record this ain’t new to me I’m used to every loss
But it hits a little different when you knew them go 
Just find out they was talking all that shit up on the low 
But I can’t pay no mind to passive friendships
I been relentless
They playin hardball but they soft and tensive
Don’t got a lotta time dawg my minds expensive
I’m cutting out the liars with a violent expression

Light a match and let it flicker til it all falls down 
Niggas tell you they gon ride until they all call out
I been sick of all the lies so they all crossed out 
Hella demons in disguise that just want my crown
Man we don’t care what they say ain’t gon listen to the noise
Watch them feelings vacate i’on need em anymore
All I know is make plays star player on the floor
They gon say that I changed but it wasn’t my choice 
Them bridges burn and turn to ashes 
Knew that all that shit was never lasting 
They told me we was riding til the casket 
But now I’m all alone could you imagine? Ashes, ashes
Them bridges burn and turn to ashes 
Knew that all that shit was never lasting 
They told me we was riding til the casket 
But now I’m all alone could you imagine? Ashes, ashes

Ashes [Prod. Bri-C]

Prod. evann4pf
#SCFirst

Lyrics:

Niggas say they did it well I did it first
Put the effort in and then I made it work
Took a couple steps back, now it’s back on track
I could never lose the path to what I’m worth 
Lately I been flawless
And just for that my nigga I been living lawless
Like I can’t do no wrong so I been up regardless
Came from the bottom to the top was barely jogging
But now I’m running shit I finally hit the target
Iced out, hockey rink my neck cause I be paid
Dior for the sweater this ain’t always how I played
I remember shopping back at Walmart in the day
Now it’s nothing less than Newbury I spend a couple K
Had to take a minute to recover just to breathe 
I was working overtime for 27 weeks
No exaggeration I was looking for release
It’s funny how I did so much so I ain’t have to think 

I ain’t fucking with nobody now these niggas bad business 
I told god to solve my problems and he sent me bad bitches
I got numbers in my phone that i’on save I’m mad different
I can’t give a hoe my heart cause dawg that shit been past missing
Lately I been heating up, but it still ain’t melt the ice
Niggas itching for a dub, looking like they got some lice
I been going on a run, tell them niggas take a hike
Ain’t no keeping up with me it’s like I’m riding on a bike 
But when you look at me you can’t see what I’m going through
Calm and cool demeanor stay composed I’m never goin to,
Show too much emotion cause ain’t shit nobody gon’ do
I only got myself and that’s a fact so I be rolling through, huh
And if I told them bout the struggles they would try to make me slip
So I stay inside my bubble just incase they try to flip
I be yawning at the wheel foot on the gas inside the whip
Sleeping on the competition melatonin out they lips uh huh

Niggas say they did it well I did it first
Put the effort in and then I made it work
Took a couple steps back, now it’s back on track
I could never lose the path to what I’m worth 
Lately I been flawless
And just for that my nigga I been living lawless
Like I can’t do no wrong so I been up regardless
Came from the bottom to the top was barely jogging
But now I’m running shit I finally hit the target
Iced out, hockey rink my neck cause I be paid
Dior for the sweater this ain’t always how I played
I remember shopping back at Walmart in the day
Now it’s nothing less than Newbury I spend a couple K
Had to take a minute to recover just to breathe 
I was working overtime for 27 weeks
No exaggeration I was looking for release
It’s funny how I did so much so I ain’t have to think

Flawless [Prod. evann4pf]

Prod. PhaseShift
#SCfirst

Lyrics:
I got used to going numb 
I can barely feel my palms
Patched the holes inside my heart with Louis V and Saint Laurent
But I know it ain’t my fault 
Temporary ain’t for long 
Shoulda known that from the jump been only me like along 
Booking flights suppressing feelings can’t afford em they on layaway 
Used to have a lot but there ain’t much that I can say today
Hard for me to care when all I ever got was stay away
Balance on the scale was tipped to you just like a heavyweight 
So when it’s all gone and no more just don’t call 
And let bygones be bygones and move on
When I woke up, I thought long bout what’s wrong 
And in my thoughts it’s not lost but it’s hard 

Diamonds gone bananas yellow gold for the wrist please
Member I was broke, took the commas just to fix me 
Bro with the assist just like a nigga playing split screen 
Now we on go no reversing in the big leagues 
But before I made it here, I was struggling alone
Spent a lot and it made it clear that all them dollars helped me cope
Now I wish she wasn’t scared to take commitment to the dome
But it is just what it is, can’t control it anymore 

Done with dwelling on the past I ain’t ever getting stuck
When I’m looking through the glass, over analyze myself
Life be moving hella fast hard to keep up when it’s hell 
But lately I can’t feel a thing except emotions that you dealt 
I got used to going numb 
I can barely feel my palms
Patched the holes inside my heart with Louis V and Saint Laurent
But I know it ain’t my fault 
Temporary ain’t for long 
Shoulda known that from the jump been only me like along 
Booking flights suppressing feelings can’t afford em they on layaway 
Used to have a lot but there ain’t much that I can say today
Hard for me to care when all I ever got was stay away
Balance on the scale was tipped to you just like a heavyweight 
So when it’s all gone and no more just don’t call 
And let bygones be bygones and move on
When I woke up, I thought long bout what’s wrong 
And in my thoughts it’s not lost but it’s hard 

Done with dwelling on the past I ain’t ever getting stuck
When I’m looking through the glass, over analyze myself
Life be moving hella fast hard to keep up when it’s hell 
But lately I can’t feel a thing except emotions that you dealt 
I got used to going numb 
I can barely feel my palms
Patched the holes inside my heart with Louis V and Saint Laurent
But I know it ain’t my fault 
Temporary ain’t for long 
Shoulda known that from the jump been only me like along 
Booking flights suppressing feelings can’t afford em they on layaway 
Used to have a lot but there ain’t much that I can say today
Hard for me to care when all I ever got was stay away
Balance on the scale was tipped to you just like a heavyweight 
So when it’s all gone and no more just don’t call 
And let bygones be bygones and move on
When I woke up, I thought long bout what’s wrong 
And in my thoughts it’s not lost but it’s hard

Layaway [prod. phaseshift]

WHEN THE NIGHT ENDS
Produced by BYVI
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Lyrics:

WHEN THE NIGHT ENDS (ft. Robin Che x Dampszn) [prod. BYVI]

UNHOLY
Produced by Cali Mora
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Lyrics:
Yeah my heart
Is missing
She still wanna try
But this time 
It’s different
But still it’s Ill advised
I’m broken in disguise 
I’m frozen back in time
My soul unholy baby saving me’s a do or die 

Riding round with the gas on 10 and the same old clique with the same old ties 
Been a bit since I felt a lil ways, now she on my case i’on got no time 
I’m feeling empty lately 
I’m feeling envy lately
I know its hard to get so trust me you won’t get me baby
Skrr skrr
I’on need her, i’on really got time for a diva
(Shh shh)
New fever, I’m sick of this dawg I’m leaving 
It’s me just me good reason
I’m tired been fighting these demons
No lie imma change things up miss the way shit was need to keep my peace in

Mean well but I always feel mad, sum’n different got me feeling like I’m Bruce Wayne
New chains, new rings, new bags, why lil shorty wanna kick it like Lieu Kang
Said sum’n i’on hear it like a due date
She wanna go downtown i’on do dates
I ain’t tripping but I watched that shit and I called that shit looking funny witcho new bae
Chain be shining like Holy Ghost and I know that’s why she excited 
But I told her i’on wan play along cause my heart is gone and I’m tired 
I’on got time to waste so be quiet
I’on got bonds to make I deny em 
So I stay alone and that’s all I’ve known and I’m comfortable in my silence

Think I need this time I’m on my own
Beamer with the tints it scrape the floor
How I’m moving fast but feeling slow
I’m not taking chances anymore 

Yeah my heart
Is missing
She still wanna try
But this time 
It’s different
But still it’s Ill advised
I’m broken in disguise 
I’m frozen back in time
My soul unholy baby saving me’s a do or die 

Riding round with the gas on 10 and the same old clique with the same old ties 
Been a bit since I felt a lil ways, now she on my case i’on got no time 
I’m feeling empty lately 
I’m feeling envy lately
I know its hard to get so trust me you won’t get me baby
Skrr skrr
I’on need her, i’on really got time for a diva
(Shh shh)
New fever, I’m sick of this dawg I’m leaving 
It’s me just me good reason
I’m tired been fighting these demons
No lie imma change things up miss the way shit was need to keep my peace in

UNHOLY [Prod. Cali Mora]

Wind Blows
Bryce Brixton
lyrics:

Baby I just wanna trust but depends what way the wind blows
Every other gust got me wishing it was simple
We been out of touch but we pick up when it gets close
Ive been in a rush, but it’s hard for me to let go 
But I know what I gotta do to make things right
And its all that I wanna do but I can’t fight
I want some solitude and peace of mind
But it’s hard for me to move when I can’t say bye 
To you
I was right with you
Never lied to you 
Woulda died for you 
But no more 

I’ll admit that when I walked away that I was down bad
Under the impression that you coulda just laughed 
At me when you fuckin off and I gave all I had 
Tried to fill the holes you left me with it wasn’t for the best 
All the hours and minutes
I was so diminished
When you took my confidence and ripped it to infinites 
I was trynna glue it back together but I didn’t 
Almost went and lost myself the inner me was hidden
I was at a loss til I finally went and found it
Had a detour so I went and moved around it
Stuck up in the moment fell in love with how it sounded
Washing out the memories ain’t good enough I drowned em
I never thought I’d give it up
Baby what happened to us

Baby I just wanna trust but depends what way the wind blows
Every other gust got me wishing it was simple
We been out of touch but we pick up when it gets close
Ive been in a rush, but it’s hard for me to let go 
But I know what I gotta do to make things right
And its all that I wanna do but I can’t fight
I want some solitude and peace of mind
But it’s hard for me to move when I can’t say bye 
To you
I was right with you
Never lied to you 
Woulda died for you 
But no more

Wind Blows [Prod. Bri-C]

#scfirst

I’ve been wrung out like the rain from a storm in July
Poured my all into the thunder, just to watch the well dry
Every tear turned a river, every word was a lie
Now I’m stranded here in silence with a heart that isn’t mine
Like the fields in the drought, I was begging you for more
Every time I shout it echoes off the ceilings and the floor
Cause the home we had is empty you ain’t walking through them doors
And I’m drowning in the memories I can’t hold anymore

All the clouds roll away, but the damage still remains
You’re the lightning bolt that struck and hit the flood inside my veins
And the storm’s passing by, but it left me here in chains
Got me stuck inside the wreckage of another  hurricane
So I’m patching up my heart like a roof that’s full of holes
Let the wind come take the pieces of the dreams that you stole
I’m standing in the sun hoping that I’ll dry it off
Cause I’m done with the rain, and I’m done with being cold.

It’s hard to build on broken land
Hard to feel a broken man
Every coping mechanism had me wishing you were there
Washed away just like the thoughts I had of you but I no regrets
But that’s just the way the weather goes as windy as it gets 

All the clouds roll away, but the damage still remains
You’re the lightning bolt that struck and hit the flood inside my veins
And the storm’s passing by, but it left me here in chains
Got me stuck inside the wreckage of another  hurricane
So I’m patching up my heart like a roof that’s full of holes
Let the wind take the pieces of the dreams that you stole
I’ll stand in the sun hoping that I’ll dry it off
Cause I’m done with the rain, and I’m done with being cold.

July. (acoustic) [prod. jacob vallen]

#SCFirst
Prod. Blemeego

Lyrics:
Turned me to an addict but I don’t know what you’re laced with
Just another passage of this life I tried escaping 
And I was doing fine until you tried to go in lane switch 
And now we out out of time cause it’s hard for me to take this 
I be flipping through them pages 
All the smiles on our faces 
Man I can’t believe you lied 
Said this heart you wouldn’t break it 
All the remnants on the pavement 
Feeling trapped and babe I hate this 
I’m a runaway baby all these demons keep on chasing

But I still feel like I’ve been applying pressure 
But the wounds too big 
Bleeding out on top the stretcher 
I got time and you got time 
Wasting mine but yours I’d never 
One of one anomaly the best and worst girl I don’t get ya
But I guess that ain’t my place though 
You took the pain away then brought it back like eightfold 
Man fuck a jury cause I already know this closed
Girl you need to lay low 
Ghost of you be sitting in my room without a halo 

Turned me to an addict but I don’t know what you’re laced with
Just another passage of this life I tried escaping 
And I was doing fine until you tried to go in lane switch 
And now we out out of time cause it’s hard for me to take this 
I be flipping through them pages 
All the smiles on our faces 
Man I can’t believe you lied 
Said this heart you wouldn’t break it 
All the remnants on the pavement 
Feeling trapped and babe I hate this 
I’m a runaway baby all these demons keep on chasing

They lied cause this ice don’t numb the pain 
But I’m better off, saving tears to flood the Rollie face 
When I walk now, I be chiming 
Dawg I mean, I change the climate 
Girl you make me change my mindset 
Hindsight I still miss the time spent 
But I ain’t going back no more 
Vanilla smell for my decor 
Fresh aroma even though you still ain’t walking through them doors 
Tell me why the ceiling spinning when I’m laying on the floor 
You got me fucked up for real 
I tried to run but can’t more 

Turned me to an addict but I don’t know what you’re laced with
Just another passage of this life I tried escaping 
And I was doing fine until you tried to go in lane switch 
And now we out out of time cause it’s hard for me to take this 
I be flipping through them pages 
All the smiles on our faces 
Man I can’t believe you lied 
Said this heart you wouldn’t break it 
All the remnants on the pavement 
Feeling trapped and babe I hate this 
I’m a runaway baby all these demons keep on chasing

Runaway [prod. blemeego]

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]

Prod. Percy
#SCFirst
Lyrics:
Man they think I’m going crazy skrt off and do the dash
All my ex bitches hate me they’ll never get me back
I’m a Louis V rockstar lil bitch I’m poppin tags
Been a self made nigga
Swear to god I told you that
Bitch I pop out at the function imma pop out with the gang n them
Man you know I get to stepping but just know I never bang in here 
And my chain be doing stunts like now you see me David Blaine in here
I’on need nobody else cause it’s just me and ain’t no changing him 
I was by my doley, never had a thing
Acting like you know me, barely know my name
I can tell you phony, fucking with them lames
Late night I be swerving thinking bout the shit I came from

Bitch I woke up feeling next up 
I don’t need no test run (skr skr)
Charged up
I’ve been moving like a Tesla 
You can say the shit you want
But just know it might get dangerous
I’on even know you dawg so tell me why you trynna hang with us
Whats a Chrysler to a phantom dawg I know you see the difference
Had to level up my standards now it’s everyday I’m winning 
Undefeated (uh?)
Hearing things some niggas say I’m trippin
Niggas acting like they hard but they be barking like some bitches 
Swear to god i feel I’m heartless
If it’s there then bitch it’s froze (uh huh)
Don’t believe me? Go ahead and check the score
Bloody palms be on my back from where they stabbed me dawg they wrong 
I’m surprised that all my vices still ain’t take me 6 below
But I’m in tip top shape
I’on lip lock babe
Please don’t try to fuck with me cause you just in my way
Man I’m stronger than I’ve ever been I’m like a different strain
So I’m hitting just like Barry bonds a legend in this game
And my phone on DND cause nigga i’on wanna talk
They get worried when I’m silent niggas think I’m going rogue
I be focused on these diamonds can’t be focused on these hoes
Put my momma in designer put my father in some more 

Man they think I’m going crazy skrt off and do the dash
All my ex bitches hate me they’ll never get me back
I’m a Louis V rockstar lil bitch I’m poppin tags
Been a self made nigga
Swear to god I told you that
Bitch I pop out at the function imma pop out with the gang n them
Man you know I get to stepping but just know I never bang in here 
And my chain be doing stunts like now you see me David Blaine in here
I’on need nobody else cause it’s just me and ain’t no changing him 
I was by doley, never had a thing
Acting like you know me, barely know my name
I can tell you phony, fucking with them lames
Late night I be swerving thinking bout the shit I came from

Doley freestyle [prod. percy]

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
Produced by Bri-C
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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]

Prod. Jake Angel

I ain’t worried bout a thing know I got the team with me 
I know shorty brought a friend but I think I need fifty
I was down without a hand now they trynna leave with me
But now I’m all about the bands, drum sticks, steel(still) with me 
Pouring up feel like the man think it’s time to make a toast 
And you know ain’t nothing changed how we still finna do the most 
I made it happen this was planned took my baggage to the coast
Lotta comments getting made when you comfortable on the road
You know I’d die about my homies swear to god uh
I took a little then I turned it to a lot uh uh
Fuck a check up just to make it back tomorrow
Saying sorry to nobody had to set myself apart 

Racked up boy you know that I ain’t playing 
Man I know you see the difference see me now and see me then 
Kept the same real circle
Niggas hating but they fans
Wasting energy about me dawg I’ll never understand 
Know I’m with the gang we gon pull up in a sprinter
11 deep switching lanes i know brodie keep it with em
Die about me that’s the game die about em know I live it 
All I know is counting blues been upgraded from Honda civics 

I ain’t worried bout a thing know I got the team with me 
I know shorty brought a friend but I think I need fifty
I was down without a hand now they trynna leave with me
But now I’m all about the bands, drum sticks, steel(still) with me 
Pouring up feel like the man think it’s time to make a toast 
And you know ain’t nothing changed how we still finna do the most 
I made it happen this was planned took my baggage to the coast
Lotta comments getting made when you comfortable on the road
You know I’d die about my homies swear to god uh
I took a little then I turned it to a lot uh uh
Fuck a check up just to make it back tomorrow
Saying sorry to nobody had to set myself apart

with me! [prod. Jake Angel]

bluff
Produced by Urbs
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freestyle.

Tired of reminiscing thinking bout how shit was
I was all in this for nothing but I still miss your touch
Called me everything but you never called a bluff
I could never say the same always knew some shit was up
Tell me one time, did you even really feel it
Please just be honest cause I really need to heal this
Late at night I’m on a drive, take my feelings trynna reel it 
I ain’t finna lie you took the fate we had and sealed it 

Took all my bags, ran away and did the dash
And you took all my cash, it’s okay I’ll make it back
But the time we spents invaluable it’s hard for me to track
Physically I’m moving on but mentally I’m still attached oh lord
And that door gon stay open, I wish i had a choice 
But I wish id never hear from you I’m blocking out the noise 
Push and pull done got me fucked up im hanging on the boards
Like I say all the time, this is not what I want
But for real I owe apologies I need all my dogs
Cause no matter what’s gon happen they keep me on my toes
I can’t get away from you I need something more
But I know if I keep taking I’ll be trapped in your claws

Tired of reminiscing thinking bout how shit was
I was all in this for nothing but I still miss your touch
Called me everything but you never called a bluff
I could never say the same always knew some shit was up
Tell me one time, did you even really feel it
Please just be honest cause I really need to heal this
Late at night I’m on a drive, take my feelings trynna reel it 
I ain’t finna lie you took the fate we had and sealed it

bluff. [prod. urbs]

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
Available on all platforms
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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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