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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]

#SCfirst
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]

POCKET ROCKET

Rose Gold (feat. Løuis)(prod. ross gossage & ayoley beats)

i forgot, whats that saying again?

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i forgot, whats that saying again? [p. king theta]

Prod. Sketch
Lyrics:

She said “you been on!”
I said “that’s straight facts” 
She know I’m careful how I move, never staying laxed
Look where they come from
These shorties ain’t that 
She feeling different though 
I tell her drop the addy and a pin 

Couple shorties I can’t wife em that I’ll never see again 
Learned my lesson turned a savage I’m as cold as Michigan 
Think I turned her to an addict cause she wanna be a friend 
I got new ice so she trynna get ahead 
So can you tell me what you want from me
Quit trynna play me like a dummy I need honesty 
I can see in your intentions when you talk to me
So make it easy for the both of us and walk away 

Afraid of loving cause I know it’s hard to trust 
They be switching for them dollars when they worth a couple bucks 
Always listened to my momma when she told me what’s what
There’s a difference ‘tween these shorties only couple worth the love 
If the convo ain’t bout money then it’s Vietnamese
And all these enemies around just want me to bleed 
So I got walls as tall as cities hard for me to see
How I could let another person go and care for me

But she be acting like she different 
All this effort on a mission 
Trynna tell me I should quit it that I’m acting up 
“Maybe we should go and kick it”
Told me watch for what I’m missing 
Damn
She got a point
Drop the addy and a pin

Couple shorties I can’t wife em that I’ll never see again 
Learned my lesson turned a savage I’m as cold as Michigan 
Think I turned her to an addict cause she wanna be a friend 
I got new ice so she trynna get ahead 
So can you tell me what you want from me
Quit trynna play me like a dummy I need honesty 
I can see in your intentions when you talk to me
So make it easy for the both of us and walk away

And I be lookin like the lottery 
She playing with my heart then I’mma steal hers like a robbery
Now we going crazy hope she don’t make me a mockery 
Cause honestly 
Catching feelings really ain’t a part of me but listen
Kick back I be chilling with you and you different 
When you’re in my eyes all my thoughts going missing
Looking like a prize wonder if it’s just a gimmick
So how could you blame for me for being safe when I’m so distant 

But she be acting like she different 
All this effort on a mission 
Trynna tell me I should quit it that I’m acting up 
“Maybe we should go and kick it”
Told me watch for what I’m missing 
Damn
She got a point
Drop the addy and a pin

Couple shorties I can’t wife em that I’ll never see again 
Learned my lesson turned a savage I’m as cold as Michigan 
Think I turned her to an addict cause she wanna be a friend 
I got new ice so she trynna get ahead 
So can you tell me what you want from me
Quit trynna play me like a dummy I need honesty 
I can see in your intentions when you talk to me
So make it easy for the both of us and walk away

addy! [prod. sketch]

Мила

Golubenko & CLONNEX — Мила

For Real ft Antblunt [Prod. Traze]

i still hate everything. [Prod. Nextlane]

While We're Young (ft. Conley) [prod. nextlane]

IMPACT! [Prod. Bri-C x Sketch]

Crazy

i don't need to feel
Produced by NMD
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lyrics:

I been counting up all this green, for real
Know she gone but she need me still 
Staying top dawg no need to chill 
I ain’t gon lie I need the thrill 
Spending racks I don’t need to spill
Make it right back that’s easy yeah
I don’t waste time can’t feed the guilt 
If I gotta bag i’on need to feel
I been counting up all this green, for real
Know she gone but she need me still 
Staying top dawg no need to chill 
I ain’t gon lie I need the thrill 
Spending racks I don’t need to spill
Make it right back that’s easy yeah
I don’t waste time can’t feed the guilt 
If I gotta bag i’on need to feel

If I’m keeping it a hunnit i’on need yall
Just me one side of the seesaw 
I was broke back then til I respawned
Yall a joke past tense like some reeboks
Boy I been about a check like this Nike on my vest had to fuck around and get my team on
Let me tell you bout the best, real ones never stressed, cause they know bout the time I be on 
Run it back like 6 years tops
Told them niggas I was really finna pop 
Shook the bottle like champagne I dipped in the fast lane and waited til I found what’s hot 
Then I cooked on a gas flame it wasn’t a bad thing they told me that I couldn’t be stopped
Now I’m hopping on airplanes and making some fair change to be the realist nigga I want
Okay I feel like this a dream
Cause tell me what you see
I close my eyes and all I know is winning everything 
But then it comes to me
That that’s what came to be 
I ran up all these commas and I made a name for me 

I been counting up all this green, for real
Know she gone but she need me still 
Staying top dawg no need to chill 
I ain’t gon lie I need the thrill 
Spending racks I don’t need to spill
Make it right back that’s easy yeah
I don’t waste time can’t feed the guilt 
If I gotta bag i’on need to feel
I been counting up all this green, for real
Know she gone but she need me still 
Staying top dawg no need to chill 
I ain’t gon lie I need the thrill 
Spending racks I don’t need to spill
Make it right back that’s easy yeah
I don’t waste time can’t feed the guilt 
If I gotta bag i’on need to feel

i don't need to feel [prod. nmd]

Can't Get Away [ft. Jan Metternich] (Prod. Nextlane)

Prod. Sketch
Lyrics:

I ain’t never said it’s easy but it look that way
Diamonds studded in the face mouthing I’m so paid
Said I always been the same well some things don’t change
Like the fact I’m really paid while they all still hate 
So it’s left foot right like the pimp walk 
Nigga talk to me nice know I been raw
Cold as ice man the freezer even pissed off 
Don’t need advice from your life dawg you been gone 
I bet that’s why your shorty ride with the demons
I never lied when she type I don’t read it 
Cause I ain’t trynna have your wife I don’t need it
I’m on the side where they know to keep it even uh huh

Yall be doing too much can you tell me what the cap bout
I been tuned up from the jump like a mascot 
Running shit for years they surprised I never passed out
How you talking shit as if your credit card ain’t maxed out
Bitch I’m 1-o-1
Maverick, top gun
Flying way above these niggas and they slow just like a bunt 
Buddy waiting on his moment, like his bitch it never comes 
I made way too many commas to be fighting over crumbs like huh 
No lie dawg I really love to talk my shit 
Cause sometimes they forget just who the fuck I’ve been 
Or matter fact who I am dawg I been getting chips
They’ll never get it though it’s okay cause they still ain’t shit 

So it’s left foot right like the pimp walk 
Nigga talk to me nice know I been raw
Cold as ice man the freezer even pissed off 
Don’t need advice from your life dawg you been gone 
I bet that’s why your shorty ride with the demons
I never lied when she type I don’t read it 
Cause I ain’t trynna have your wife I don’t need it
I’m on the side where they know to keep it even uh huh

Pimp Walk [Prod. Sketch]

Prod. Accent
Lyrics:
#SCFirst

Niggas never see the vision need some visine
I’m fresh as fuck when I be stepping I be sprite clean
Looked around and I can’t see nobody like me 
Like “how that boy be hot as hell but still be icy?”
I fuck a check up like a nigga signed to Nike 
I’m counting green to match the blues they touching nicely 
You trynna say you with me that ain’t really likely
Cause I’m just warming up and you be sweating highly 

Can’t be salty cause I’m focused on my health, on my
Count them commas up until there’s nothing left, aye
And they’ll be hating on me til I reach my death 
That ain’t coming soon I promise dawg still got two-hunnit steps, aye
And the realist know I still be in that mode, in that
Checked the settings and I turned up long ago, aye
And you can’t tell me shit that I already know
I’m the greatest thing that came out from my city on the low 
Nah I’m capping cause that shit be really highkey 
Feeling like a menace when I’m stepping through society 
They gon’ stop and stare man it’s problem when I sight see
Funny how I turned into a mogul off of type beats 
Had to check the timing
Y’all not fast 
Y’all top ramen
I drop bags 
Check the floor when I’m stepping it gon’ shake and that’s a fact 
Louis on me had to cop it gave that Fendi bag a rest, aye

Niggas never see the vision need some visine
I’m fresh as fuck when I be stepping I be sprite clean
Looked around and I can’t see nobody like me 
Like “how that boy be hot as hell but still be icy?”
I fuck a check up like a nigga signed to Nike 
I’m counting green to match the blues they touching nicely 
You trynna say you with me that ain’t really likely
Cause I’m just warming up and you be sweating highly

Visine [Prod. Accent]

Prod. Cali Mora
Lyrics:

Finna hop in that foreign fast
Too fast I broke the dash
She told me I’m her baby I think I nearly crashed
Man all these girls be crazy 
This ride might be my last 
I can’t keep acting shady dawg
I left that in the past 
Finna hop in that foreign fast
Too fast I broke the dash
She told me I’m her baby I think I nearly crashed
Man all these girls be crazy 
This ride might be my last 
I can’t keep acting shady dawg
I left that in the past 

Talk long but I’m really boutta act more 
New jawn got her filling up the passport
New phone new tone gotta ask for it 
I know I’m on whatchu mad for?
We was really trynna go and get it for another minute 
But I think she finally realized that I’m bad for her
And I never even had the time to say another sentence
Til she turned around she trynna come back for it
So I hopped in that whip, I’m swerving 
Right to your place, the circus 
We still can’t close the curtains
But maybe this ain’t working
I know that this ain’t what we thought it was but I ain’t nervous
I never told you bout the past and trust me I ain’t perfect 
But, time is gone I been moving on and I’m loading up on my ice 
So my heart is cold and you’ll never know cause I’m done choosing what’s right
But I know that I ain’t gon move along to no one for more than one night
So don’t call my phone when I bring you home cause that’s long and not for my life 

Finna hop in that foreign fast
Too fast I broke the dash
She told me I’m her baby I think I nearly crashed
Man all these girls be crazy 
This ride might be my last 
I can’t keep acting shady dawg
I left that in the past 
Finna hop in that foreign fast
Too fast I broke the dash
She told me I’m her baby I think I nearly crashed
Man all these girls be crazy 
This ride might be my last 
I can’t keep acting shady dawg
I left that in the past

FAST [Prod. Cali Mora]

MISTA CLEAN
Produced by blemeego
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MISTA CLEAN [Prod. Blemeego]

BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR - Bumboi (prod. Bumboi)

hate it

On Everything

after(h)ours (with Chri$tian Gate$)

Outside

THE GIRL I NEVER KNEW

Blacked out Whip
Produced by Nextlane
Available on all platforms
#SCFirst

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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]

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