Damn, a good song that I can relate to. Keep up the great work. 🫶🏽

we'll make it one day

Overwhelming [Prod. johnnyfriend]

Amnesia
Produced by Sketch
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lyrics:
When they check my neck new freezer 
Spend a band that I made from a feature 
Won’t lie can’t say imma need you 
Dolo, myself, two seater
Count racks when I get my leisure 
Wrist glow light show no seizure 
I’on know y’all niggas amnesia
They’on fuck with me don’t fuck with them neither 
I been humble too long time to talk my shit 
100 round drum how I pop my shit 
I’on know about y’all but I’m up that’s it
Hard to stay low low when you walk like this 
They gon talk talk talk when you on like this 
I could never stop i’on got my fix 
Imma let it all out like a brand new clip 
Bettin on myself put in all my chips 

Like I said I’m finna bet on me 
Ain’t a drip a sweat on me 
Trynna count the times where I was nervous couldn’t get to three 
I swear they false starting I need to go get the referee 
These niggas out of bounds, fouled out, what’s they legacy
Stepping on they toes a hunnit times just like a centipede
Never give respect if it ain’t earned you ain’t family 
Feeling like a dog but I’m on a different pedigree 
And all I do is yawn when I think of what they said to me 
Nigga I’on ever kickback 
I’on never sit back
I been seeing life real different no chit chat 
Fuck around and show em what we doing boy I been that 
Working out the commas bank account done got a six pack 
New drip too clean like a tic tac 
Nigga wan talk we gon put it where his ribs at 
I’on take shots too much we ain’t with that 
I just go observe taking notes of where they been at yeah
Every now again
I get loud and then
Say way way too much on myself 
But they done pushed the edge 
Of what they thought was friends
That don’t mix too well with that wealth
They gon try forget, but just know I’m next 
And my name is off of that shelf 
I’m done talking shit 
Boy I’m off of this and I’m on what’s next I’ll prevail yeah 

When they check my neck new freezer 
Spend a band that I made from a feature 
Won’t lie can’t say imma need you 
Dolo, myself, two seater
Count racks when I get my leisure 
Wrist glow light show no seizure 
I’on know y’all niggas amnesia
They’on fuck with me don’t fuck with them neither 
I been humble too long time to talk my shit 
100 round drum how I pop my shit 
I’on know about y’all but I’m up that’s it
Hard to stay low low when you walk like this 
They gon talk talk talk when you on like this 
I could never stop i’on got my fix 
Imma let it all out like a brand new clip 
Bettin on myself put in all my chips

Amnesia [prod. sketch]

Mercy

I've finally released a single after ages, I hope you like it<3

I Think You Know

I Think You know

sindr - I Think You Know (prod. MCX)

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]

I done put my life on the line
Just to fail a couple more times
I relapse
But it’s fine

At least you know I tried

Chapter 23 
With more pages 
Don’t follow me 
to cover traces
Hush em up 
With  blue faces 
Make her shhh
Bout that taste test


Something bout knowing me
I help complete 
New bitches 
That get over me

She want givenchy 
After fuckin me

Cant pay for lunch
When she spilling tea

Shawty comin over for the low
Knowing some
 gotta shake on this floor

Wish id of Neva told
I rather replace then
Wife a hoe


Verse
Sippin da juice
Toting da tools
I knock dem niggas off

Betta know what to do
Look out for you 
Everybody gone 
Play you
Like you soft 

They’ll play you like a fool
Then dap you up like you cool

Let’s wrap dis up soon

Yo bestie a fan
I bet it cause a duel

I get to feeling some type of way
Chillin off percs in this modern day 

My payroll up to date
Set em up for da kiss
Spray em w a kay 

Down bad now she
Sellin her feet 

Smoke da wood no tiger 
I do when im poppin 
When I’m  dress to da T




Hook
Something bout knowing me
I help complete 
New bitches 
That get over me

She want givenchy 
After fuckin me

Cant pay for lunch
When she spilling tea

Shawty comin over for the low
Knowing some
 gotta shake on this floor

Wish id of Neva told
I rather replace then
Wife a hoe

Bridge 

Maybe sometimes 
Ion listen
I profile then make a decision 
I might blow her back
But she don’t understand 
It’s subject to change 
Contingent 

If she feel what i feel it smack

But she chattin me up bout cap
 Ooh nahhh

Something bout knowing me
I help complete 
New bitches 
That get over me

She want givenchy 
After fuckin me

Cant pay for lunch
When she spilling tea

Shawty comin over for the low
Knowing some
 gotta shake on this floor

Wish id of Neva told
I rather replace then
Wife a hoe

Replaceable

Prod. Nextlane
#SCFirst

NEW MEDALLIONS

Stay protected imma roll with a battalion
My father been the reason I’m obsessed with new medallions
Love the finer things money counter got a callous
Beamer Benz or Bentley when I’m racking up the mileage
And I don’t wanna talk, so dawg stay away from me 
Cause it costs, what yall trynna take from me 
Been a boss, for long, so they hate on me 
And I know they moving shifty so I stay lowkey

Aye
Niggas know I’m gritty I be getting to the bag
How you talking like you get it, but allergic to the racks 
Give a fuck about no bitch I rarely ever get attached 
I just switched out that whip, last one I broke the dash
Aye
Gassed up my tank
Shh…
Tap the brakes
Uh
Niggas stuck in neutral with they hazards on they lame 
Told you I been stepping way before was seventeen
Now I’m scared of my reflection realist nigga ever seen
Now I'm moving different, vision sharper than a lens
Man I came up from the bottom, tell me why would I pretend
Fake love all around me, cut ‘em off like loose ends
Now I’m stacking up the digits calculating every win 

So you know I 
Stay protected imma roll with a battalion
My father been the reason I’m obsessed with new medallions
Love the finer things money counter got a callous
Beamer Benz or Bentley when I’m racking up the mileage
And I don’t wanna talk, so dawg stay away from me 
Cause it costs, what yall trynna take from me 
Been a boss, for long, so they hate on me 
And I know they moving shifty so I stay lowkey


Finna elevate my circle, only kings around my throne
Only strongest when the weakest link is never going cold 
From the burbs to the palace, they ain’t seeing what I’ve grown
Had to try to make it work man they dont know the shit I know
So I keep it to myself, keeping shit like 1 hunnit
I be running to the wealth, dawg I never run from it
All this green be for my health, money keep a clean stomach
Overflowing on myself, runneth over finna vomit 
Now I'm moving different, vision sharper than a lens
Man I came up from the bottom, tell me why would I pretend
Fake love all around me, cut ‘em off like loose ends
Now I’m stacking up the digits calculating every win 

So you know I 
Stay protected imma roll with a battalion
My father been the reason I’m obsessed with new medallions
Love the finer things money counter got a callous
Beamer Benz or Bentley when I’m racking up the mileage
And I don’t wanna talk, so dawg stay away from me 
Cause it costs, what yall trynna take from me 
Been a boss, for long, so they hate on me 
And I know they moving shifty so I stay lowkey

NEW MEDALLIONS [Prod. Nextlane]

Tell Me

Tell Me (w/ Rxseboy & sundwn) (prod. Wonderlust Beats)

all eyes on me prod czeta

Live Again

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@itsbri-c

Overwhelming [Prod. johnnyfriend]

Bri-C

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