#SCFirst
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]

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.
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]

#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]

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

Drafty freestyle [prod. bri-c]

Can't Lose
Produced by Sketch
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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]

#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]

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
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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]

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Drafty freestyle [prod. bri-c]

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