Flying kites

The Trunk    Feat. LS the KEN PROD. Hearmebeats

Hillside Family - Like 2 Smoke

Dez x Jake Baxter - Yo city to my city(Prod. Smittyboibeatz)

@505boyz

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They gon front on the way u are
Cant talk bout the way u write
Wit they friends they gone burn ur call
When you come around they gon raise they lighter
psycho wanna bitcho style
Shadows lurk when they cut the lights off
Just make sure that when they buy your vinyl
They gon sign you

Jersey kidd Witta verse he Lit Controversy is
That I'm nervous bitch never
Run my trap map wita mac and a Combat axe to the back Anna beretta 
Sign my contracts wita black feather ink Dime bag in my trap pounds down center
You gon talk yo shit i sound better
Me and Soldier Kidd Raising to another level
I been coming for the fetti
Listening to maxo 5200 ways
Gotta boo by the bay
22. In my room Issa tool for the fools who ain't true to the game
Then I pull for the fade
When I shoot
Hitta 3
triple x yes we the best in the beast coast
Blowing weed smoke wita preroll
coming out my lungs iount need thos
Kief on sea saw

I told my ma I'd make it out our house and so I did
Been Florida twice no license so I took a jet
I been focused on my life I ain't hearing shit
I thought I'd shed a lil light but now I'm hella lit

Feeling myself might just fuck on your bitch
Ima real in my wealth cause she lovin my hook like a fish
In kitchen whipping flipping bricks
Now I'm chipping shippin shit n making decisions
We started from the bottom
Got it by the bottle
slide another models cloths up off her body
Lucky like the lotto spraying fully auto
Biggie shit who shot yah, Chicks in lenciaga
Bae jus call me daddy no I'm not your father
Tweaking on the Addy roll another dollar
Why you so dramatic talkin bout a gunna finna pull it on me let me put my bun up
Foolish now you running from me mufuka
YoemanCrew is an influence doin numbers
We the truest shit is proven ain't no other
Watch me do it when I do it for my brothers

[CHORUS]

(Soldier Kidd verse)@505boyz 2:12 - 3:05
How you front like I ain't a star
All of my niggas go monkey on bars
I jus be thuggin an talkin to god
Spit on these tracks an I talk wit my heart
Niggas get back how I'm totin my rod
I getta sack an I split wit my dawgs
Niggas be fronting like they really rock
You run from niggas, I run from the cops
Thought we was fuckin I jus got the top
Thought we was bud, but the nigga got popped 
Shit could get hectic, you know I'm ready
You know I'm steppin, what is you reppin
Fuck all the money cause that be the fetti
They wanna sign me I need all the bready
Niggas be funny, this shit could get deadly
Yeah I said it, I Dont regret it
We Da Gang, B-B-Be Da Gang
We Could Neva Be Da Same
In this thang like pootie tang
Whipping, need to get a wraith
Bang bang, I pull up on lil Rey Rey
All my niggas slanging K K
Yous a Stevie, you cant see me
Talking strapped, but ain't no, B B
Who you are, I'm the one
Stolo car, wit my son
I'm the star, yall my sons
I'm to far I'm on the run
You niggas flawed dont get no funds
I'm in the sky you gotta jump
Why yo bri tryna huh
You gone die cause I'm gone buss

[CHORUS]

Florida my partners, We Coming for the top bitch cough it up
Rock glock stop fire shots,If I get hit twice got armor tho
Bae u nice lemme change ur life one night imma show u my carter flow
Pay your price when I put amilli onna millimetter but their aint no alter tho

Watchu pop bitch thats fentanyl
Blingin out a pinky ring from my nana
Funny how there aint a thing in my bank account
Money never been a thing when i get some
I aint finna change a bit jake blazin splffs
Spitin hard For days and my accadance is 
Gonna raise the bar been the greatest since
KRS n PAC BIG n JADA KISS
I done prayed a lot, I done hit a liq
Got no key for car, So im breakin in
Iount need the law, i can handle shit
Move a key along, Of the candle stick
And This lit jit got the mic inna pistol grip
and bet their ain't no safety click
Pardon it's my shift garden states my bitch
All I ever been wazza fuckin Jerzey Kidd shiett

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat By. StashBokz)

JERZEYKIDD (Ft. SoldierKidd)

I love the darkness Cause it's hard to fall asleep at night
She left my room on a call talking to him and not me
My phones not charging so I'm walkin on my own for miles
To her apartment ain't wanted fuck
imma lose my mind

I love darkness cause it's hard to fall asleep at night
Up in the glove box gotta glock but I might pop a molly
An I been ringing people up to get my drugs tonight
Cause u been talking all this shit I wanna kiss the nine

I put a hunnid on my wrist an hope I feel alright 
in the club alone gone An I miss your body
They told us drugs just mix your feelings
drown in purple sprite
But we Stay tweakin homies geekin offa biens all night

I love the darkness Cause it's hard to fall asleep at night
She left my room on a call talking to him and not me
My phones not charging so I'm walkin on my own for miles
To her apartment ain't wanted fuck
imma lose my mind

Damn you got me fucked up
Neva thought Ida bought into a bitch but i caught you like a fly ball
cuttem all off Like a bar are
you finnna get fired up like a molotov
Front lawn fights
turn into you on ice
Sippin yo shit like it's in my sprite
No cap
Bitchu gon ruin my life
Pulling up to my crib wita baseball bat like

Talking bouta next toe tag uh uh 
Dont tell me how to live my life
trappin out the OA no way hoe where tha jits all bump Glokknine
An I been fine on my own yah all day hoe so wit shit dont waste my time
Puff unwind hop in the wip skirt outwita
getta spliff Witta bitch chillin wit scrub pines

I love the darkness Cause it's hard to fall asleep at night
She left my room on a call talking to him and not me
My phones not charging so I'm walkin on my own for miles
To her apartment ain't wanted fuck
imma lose my mind

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat By. Isaiah Vest)

MOTEL

SCRATCH CITY

(Prod. RocknRolandRecords / Beat by. Jee Juh)
50 bands up in a coup now
Bitch lap dance fo a few thou, Yeah
Wip a lighter out, got it from her boots now
Everything off, but her shoes now, yeah
She excited started biting on my coat tie
Light a blunt for me, cause i'm CoSigned Yeah
hit it from the side, lovin on her profile
bitch i'm from the pines, this go time yeah

That bitch now i'm from the pines, Told me she want me to slide, yah ight
Heard that lil bitch from dubai., curving homies, serpentine Yah prime

She got cocaine in her sinus, That pearly girly got the finest (She Got The Finest)
She giving brain in a tahoe, we fly home, she ask where the wine is (Ask Where The Wine Is)

Feeling like future, wit the mask off
FlatBush Zombies, Hit Em with the bath salts
Flying down to Palm Beach, buy another trapphone
Raw on the car seat, razor on the dashboard
Never with a major, i'm riding it on my own
Clever with acadance, my timing be out the zone
Fire when it's raining, i'm painting like kodak bro
Tryna brush away the pain, the only thang that i know yuh

50 bands up in a coup now
Bitch lap dance fo a few thou

Hit it once, she want me to buy her boobs now
Smoking up, i'm whipping it with the roof down, aye
Pourin up, i think i went through a few gallons
Throwing up, be sick with the shit, puke now, yeah

Growing up, with the realness, real shit
I ain't gotta deal, but i peel off real quick, yeah
Never be in cuffs, i'd kill shit, drill kit
Yall aint even smoke, tryna milk shit, yeah

50 bands up in a coup now
Bitch lap dance fo a few thou yah
Wip a lighter out, got it from her boots now
Everything off, but her shoes now yeah
She excited started biting on my coat tie
Light a blunt for me, cause i'm CoSigned 
hit it from the side, love on her profile
bitch i'm from the pines, this go time yeah

Watchal know about go time
Bitch i'm goin out in, style, no lie
She be talking bout coke lines, Tic tac toe on the live
Road signs, Telling me to slow down bro but i'm too fucked up off the grind
Oh my, she a fukkin off white hoe, with the way she blow my mind
Yeah iiiaaght
Kinda like bluface
She tryna come to my new place
Already got 3 bitches coming over, But i'd be cool with a new face

Fuck a cop, bitch i ain't pulling over
No hate, Rupaul, it's a drag Race
Tripping we sifting through 4 leaf clovers
lucky this aint on a bad day

I might pull up in jag, Corner homies shooting craps, glock in the bag
Came up to racks off them rags, like a flower growing through the cracks
I want the stash, might just go break in the back
get the bag and then go hit the dash, Poll in my lap, 
i want the cash,, Forty, imma hold it in my hand, Never a badge
Gas, bags, shortys, duffles holding up my pants, damn

50 bands up in a coup now
Bitch lap dance fo a few thou yah
Wip a lighter out, got it from her boots now
Everything off, but her shoes now yeah
She excited biting on me coat tie
Light a blunt fo me, cause i'm CoSigned Yeah
hit it from the side, lovin on her profile
bitch i'm from the pines, this go time yeah

SCRATCH CITY

Bake

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