#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]

#SCFirst
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]

She's From Hell

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]

Ignoring the Flags

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House of Cards

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]

LYRICS:

(BrxkenBxy)

B!

Yeah

1911, set the club on fire
They talkin' wild, never show up
I'm just on they mind
Your boyfriend freeze out in public
Talkin' shit online
I fuck with bad bitches
Keep a hundred dollars in dimes
I know i'm ballin'
I can't conversate with none of you bitches
Money callin'
Got three hundred thousand on the way
You stuck at college
Your mans tryna be me
When i step in collar poppin'
These VVS's prolly blind a bitch
I know you watchin'

Yeah
Rotted out my teeth from sippin' codeine
Hi-Tec, bloody double cup back to the old me
Like watch this
I could take your bitch and leave you lonely
Met that bitch, same night
Now she go down don't even know me
Tell her count it up
I got bands on the way, like i'm heavy metal
None of you boys could catch my wave
I hit the dealer like "it's all in"
Sippin' on somethin' purple
She wan' leave, bitch i got options

(David Burns)

Yuh

And i wont give her time
Tryna make her mind up
She said she in love
I swear to god, she barely know me
Why she got all of those crosses on her body?
She ain't holy
Throw it in
I called her a swimmer how she dive in
Said she feel like cinderella when we ridin'
300 on my dash, i turned my car into olympics
The wire hit my line, that's what i sparkled up my wrist with
VVS diamonds on my neck, a lot of sixes
Said she got a man so i wont put her in no pictures
I'm toxic
I can't make my mind up
I might ghost her in a phantom
I think she fell in love to hard
Cause now she throwin' tantrums
Tell her i like playing dumb
Fuck all of that drama
Told my brother he like playin' with drums
Uh huh

(BrxkenBxy)

Yeah

1911, set the club on fire
They talkin' wild, never show up
I'm just on they mind
Your boyfriend freeze out in public
Talkin' shit online
I fuck with bad bitches
Keep a hundred dollars in dimes
I know i'm ballin'
I can't conversate with none of you bitches
Money callin'
Got three hundred thousand on the way
You stuck at college
Your mans tryna be me
When i step in collar poppin'
These VVS's prolly blind a bitch
I know you watchin'

On They Mind

on they mind (Ft. David Burns)

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