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]

Weighing Down

#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]

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]

Trauma Bond

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Round 2

Immy - My Support

AsAlways

where we used to meet (dre)

PARDYALONE - LOCKED AWAY

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