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a love letter to the squad.
first half slaps. second half vibes.
RIP ALFREDO.

delgados

i still hate everything. [Prod. Nextlane]

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

IMPACT! [Prod. Bri-C x Sketch]

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Written by
Chris Stiliadis

Produced by
CHRIS YONGE

buzzin

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Roll 1 Ft. Colby Taylor

$NOT - PAIN4REAL

@flightvolume @searchforhiraeth @kellinquinn @byancamusic

Stay (with Search For Hiraeth, Kellin Quinn, & BYANCA)

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]

Missing You

WAVES

I Blame Myself

This R&B/Soul song is a sensual and intimate expression of love and desire. The lyrics convey a sense of passion and urgency, with a focus on the joy of loving and being loved in return. 

1. If Loving Is a Crime

BubaJuice - ONNIT

Blacked out Whip
Produced by Nextlane
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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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