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]

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]

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

Prod. Anyvibe
#SCFirst

When I’m stepping feeling like there’s nothing better 
Trynna tell me otherwise I know you capping for the record uh huh
They gon follow what I do right to the letter
Trendsetter
Ain’t forgetting bout when I was on the floor 
Now I double down the time for the wrist
Color coded for the diamonds in the fit
Big body for the size of the whip
From the bottom to the top of list, like 


Whole year hadda show the dedication
New gears, new vibe, location
Bossed up CEO I’m from the basement
Lost out so it’s time to make a statement 
So I’m checking the invoice
And making a big choice
In doing shit for me and saying fuck all to get more 
I’m always staying ready cause I know what I’m in for 
They could never do the shit I do like an import 
I been shining in the dark, couldn’t dim it if you tried
When I pop out it’s a movie rated R like every time
Man this shit be so explicit like I gotta close the blinds
Give a fuck bout what they thinking dawg I got that peace of mind 
Tell me if you knowing how it feels when shit be limitless
I’on even know the route I took to even get to this 
Took a lotta losses but this shit to me is Genesis 
Looked at what I started thought it’s time for me to finish it 

When I’m stepping feeling like there’s nothing better 
Trynna tell me otherwise I know you capping for the record uh huh
They gon follow what I do right to the letter
Trendsetter
Ain’t forgetting bout when I was on the floor 
Now I double down the time for the wrist
Color coded for the diamonds in the fit
Big body for the size of the whip
From the bottom to the top of list, like

Trendsetter [Prod. Anyvibe]

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]

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

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

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

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

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