🤯🔥Pt2

she loves me, she loves me not

Hip hop🔥

Justice

Peaches (feat. Daniel Caesar & Giveon)

Paris

https://G59Records.com

[HOOK: Slick Sloth]
100 K on a fuck boy
fuck i look like?
think i trust boys?
fulla hate
i'm a killjoy
slicky riding on blades like a hot boy
50 K on the chain
grey-grey
it's a gang
loaded K's leave a stain
fucking right i'm out my brain

[VERSE I: Slick Sloth]
spin the block out with the glock out like a menace
gimme a minute ima make sure that it's finished
if i'm riding better call and say your penance
shoulda listened to your bitch in the beginning
K-I double L E-R
so many bodies made a hobby out the ER
rolling with oddy
smoking that gaudy for my leisure
whipping the mazi
pumping the shotty
trigger squeezer
breaking a bitch
swerving the benz
fuck an amends
gunning and fucking
i murdered her pussy and her friend
my reality is real i don't pretend
i just learn to blend in with the sin
here we go again here we go
wanna come and try slicky?
you should know i got 1000 ways for you to end in yellow tape
and i got plenty people round me wanna earn their way

[HOOK: That Guy with the Diamond Horns]
100 K on a fuck boy
fuck i look like?
think i trust boys?
fulla hate
i'm a killjoy
slicky riding on blades like a hot boy
50 K on the chain
grey-grey
it's a gang
loaded K's leave a stain
fucking right i'm out my brain

[VERSE II: That Guy with the Diamond Horns]
100 K for the car
half a mil for the addiction
they shipped me off to rehab because i started questioning my existence
gimme them prescriptions and i'll show you repitition
stubborn motherfucker
you know ruby never listens
GREY*59
buying time til the grave
time flying everyday
sign my name
i'm confined to the page
until a spine and a stain is the only thing remaining
pulling up mercedes bitch i'm pushing up daisies
vision always blurry and my memory hazy
grey bandana out the window waving while i'm racing
raising my hand to the sky and tell the angels come and take me
awaken my demons
bringing me down to my knees
they wanna break me
they wanna isolate me
leave me naked fucking shaking
grippind the .380
voices telling me i'm crazy
sold my soul
i'm grey until my final destination

Materialism as a Means to an End

MATERIALISM AS A MEANS TO AN END

cover art by @d4ikon on IG! 
out on all platforms 💙

Fool Me Once, Fool Me Twice (prod. okayjml)

DISCLAIMER: NOT MY SONG
OFFICALLY BELONGS TO 1nonly

1nonly - U Were Mine, Not Anymore

"Get You" (feat. Kali Uchis)
Written by Daniel Caesar & Kali Uchis
Produced by Jordan Evans & Matthew Burnett
Music by Jordan Evans, Matthew Burnett, Daniel Caesar, BADBADNOTGOOD, Ian Culley & Wes Allen
Mixed & Mastered by Riley Bell

"Japanese Denim"
Written by Daniel Caesar
Produced by BADBADNOTGOOD, Matthew Burnett & Jordan Evans
Music by BADBADNOTGOOD, Matthew Burnett, Jordan Evans, Daniel Caesar & Ian Culley
Mixed & Mastered by Riley Bell

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Get You - Single

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Japanese Denim

Trippie Redd - Never Ever Land [Produced by: Peyotebeats]

prod. tobi peso 
mixed & recorded by lilbootycall 

(x2) i just wanna live life ballin 
stress turned to money 
money turned to pockets 
i don’t need no honey 
baby save the bees 
i been buying all this jewelry and clothes that i don’t need oh my god 

bitch i be my own stylist ha
said i couldn’t do it, now my diamonds glisten 
mad at cha boy cause ya girl listening
it aint my fault that she wanna get some dick in
O M G, why you hating? 
and its do re, me? forever greatest
i been gone lately, i been faded 
i been having all these problems and I’m not tryna even face em 
cause i know if i give a fuck 
i won’t give a fuck 
charms on my neck 
come test ya luck
gold, silver, diamond hottie thats my body 
riding in the love trolley 
with lil shawty, i call shottie, bitch i 

(x2) i just wanna live life ballin 
stress turned to money 
money turned to pockets 
i don’t need no honey 
baby save the bees 
i been buying all this jewelry and clothes that i don’t need oh my god 

i don’t need no girlfriend 
cause ya girlfriend hit me up 
make more money than my daddy
he don’t hit me up
i been reaching out 
but distance i guess is a must 
i been reaching out but lately
they don’t even give a fuck 
about me, but enough pouting 
gotta watch my temper cause my heart cannot be pounding 
shoutout to the girlies that wanna fuck since they found me 
and shoutout to the fuckboys that hating, y’all all just crowned me, aw!

(x2) i just wanna live life ballin 
stress turned to money 
money turned to pockets 
i don’t need no honey 
baby save the bees 
i been buying all this jewelry and clothes that i don’t need oh my god

honey

this was a deleted lilbootycall song named mary jane  i liked it a lot but he deleted it

Lilbootycall mary jane *deleted*

video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_wfqgpKBYs

prod. kaji

(x2) please don’t go away 
i been lifting weight, bags 
please don’t throw away, all the things that we all had 
imma die one day, and you prolly won’t be sad 
imma pour away, oj in my gucci bag

(x2) my ex hit me up 
boy i press decline 
my next hit me up 
i know that she think i’m fine 
i been overwhelmed 
i think that i’m losing time
can’t love no one else 
fantasizing about dying

(x2) please don’t go away 
i been lifting weight, bags 
please don’t throw away, all the things that we all had 
imma die one day, and you prolly won’t be sad 
imma pour away, oj in my gucci bag

oj in my gucci bag

✿ lilbootycall ✿ ~ best friend

uhhhh sometimes u like someone u can't have because 
- they live too far
- they don't realize u like them
- they into someone else
- they got someone better
- they just don't like u

sooooo yeah. this is for my crush:/

crush.

May I Ask

jeremy zucker & chelsea cutler - you were good to me

Team_Goma's Album

right now - est. l8

Shouldn't Be

follow my instagram <3 : @ n8thanfuller

Lyrics:
Like 1, 2
What you tryna do
I got 3, 4
Bitches knocking on my door
But like 5, 6
Baby you so perfect
I don't want these other hoes cuz these hoes ain't with the shits
But you are, yes you are the one
Count your kisses in the rain and ur freckles in the sun
And i think i'm loving you, i'm loving you too much
But i can treat you right, and then we can make a run
(x2)

Verse 1:
Like what aye 6, 7, 8
I just want your love, and i know i'm super late but
U come from above, and u glisten like a lake but
Girl u like a dove, and you sweeter than a cake but
What aye
Think about you everyday, u said that i would make it but right now todays the day
And i'm dreaming bout your eyes, cuz ur eyes they a-ok but
I can treat u right baby girl and save the day

Verse 2:
Like i just want to see you smile
Everything is worth a while
When it comes to you , ain't nobody can deserve u now
Hoping u don't swerve me now
I don't wanna see you frown
I wanna be your boo, but ur playing and don't love me now
(x2)

Hook (again):
Like 1, 2
What you tryna do
I got 3, 4
Bitches knocking on my door
But like 5, 6
Baby you so perfect
I don't want these other hoes cuz these hoes ain't with the shits
But you are, yes you are the one
Count your kisses in the rain and ur freckles in the sun
And i think i'm loving you, i'm loving you too much
But i can treat you right, and then we can make a run
(x2)

i think i love you💕  *ON SPOTIFY AND ITUNES* (1, 2, what you tryna do)

[VERSE I: Lord of Loneliness]

It's lonely at the top
all of my enemies have been defeated
the crown has been sitting on my head for too long
it's starting to give me these legions
don't follow the crowd
the crowd is misleading
stay solo
surrounded by all of my demons
licking my wounds as they deepen
constantly feeding them all of my secrets
007
i got the golden gun
i got the golden
im busting
open up the door
I'm at my breaking point
I cannot take this shit no more
I'm ready to fucking explode
open up
knock knock
here comes the glock cocked
9 mili pop pop pop
oh no
making a mess
my aim ain't the best
I guess I should clean this all up and go home

[VERSE II: Yung Mane]

Percocet, Roxycodone, with some Xanax that I had crushed up in some dust
elevated to another dimension so I got a limp in my strut
I do not care to be here or be there
in the mean time, it seems that I'm stuck
swerving and crashing
that dying little bastard
Yung Christ, you address me as such
crazy little demon
they wave when they see me
face tatted from ear to ear
northside boy with a glock sized toy
if I cock it there's going to be tears here
manic depressive
when life is in session, I hide in a room that's as dark as me
dollar sign - B
and it's still F-T-P
fucking G-R-E-Y till I R-I-P

THAT JUST ISN'T EMPIRICALLY POSSIBLE

[VERSE I: Lil Cig]

Northside shorty pull up in a drop top
3 AM with the night back drop
popping on pills like I pop cough drops
multi-millionaire all from my laptop
slob on my knob until your jaw lock
came a long way from rocks in my sock
moon walk on the block
while I'm sipping on Wok
took a whole year off and we still on top
still the same boy that came from Jeffer Street
still the best friend that the devil keep
always burning up
triple six degrees
lock Scarecrow in hell and throw away the key

[HOOK: Lil Cig & 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
another day closer to death
time is ticking
hurry x 3

[VERSE II: 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
all the things that you were gonna do
you never did 'em
now you're wondering how come they never listen whenever you're talking
look who the fuck just walked in
time to clear the air
fuck that
I'll be coughing until my coffin
and in my coffin I won't toss and turn
instead I'll rest
I've earned some sleep 
let me dream up sheep
release me into the deep
cover up my head with the sheet
As the years go by
the same fuck girls will be fucking the same fuck boys
as the years go by
the same heroes you once had have been reduced to a toy
as the years go by
the drugs used to be fun
now, they've become a problem
as the years go by
before your life even begun
now, it's coming undone

PUTRID PRIDE

[VERSE I: OG Corpse]

The fuck I need with life?
life is what needed me
they looking around for who?
who the fuck gonna save me?
Yung Christ been dodging death
dodging death done became my thing
take my chances with the glock
cock it back and let nina sing
looking out my window
feel my pulse going down
been mixing chemicals trying to find a compound
I don't wanna feel a thing
give me the drugs numb the pain
get away
fuck out my face
you want to switch?
well here's my place
bitch you can take it
how the fuck does it look from my view?
tell me what you thinking
it ain't all that it seems when you got to face it huh?
save lives daily but I can't save me, nah
all that glitters ain't gold
ain't that the saying? 
fuck

[VERSE II: George Washington's AR-15]

catch me at the cemetery visiting my enemies
gripping the machete
glistening it's rinsed and ready
reflecting wishes of death
if mine is selected tonight, I know the devil's sweating
"You have until I count to seven to escape" he threatened
please bury me
under the cherry tree
standing on the floor of my grave pissing on my destiny
rejecting death
gasp for breath
my existence they'll be questioning
ruby back from the dead and better than ever
yeah, I guess we'll see
panoramic views of me whipping the Panamera is infinitely better than me dead and gone 
on Nutella interior leather
chain still swanging
only now it makes my neck hurt
rain or shine
Grey*59 can measure up in any weather

[whispers Indistinctly]

[VERSE I: Black Window]

It's the most wanted
most hated
most haunted
boys that paid the cost
slowly dying but I'm flossing
looking good, ain't he?
boy bounced back from the dead
my business still shady
I still tip toe on the ledge
that shit ain't ever changing
I take my chance riding dirty while speeding
lane swanging
I fucking made it to 30 without my neck breaking
my gun that's holding a 30 that got his legs shaking
meanwhile his girl in the room with my picture masterbating
slowly crawling out the dirt
when it comes to death I like to flirt
my hills have eyes and a smirk
my cuz got blues and he got that syrup, boy

[VERSE II: Duck Boy]

If I keep it up, all these 30s gonna kill me before 30
another day wasted up my nose and it's still early
don't you worry
i'm always in a hurry
so i copped a foreign coupe
riding around town 'til i got to pull up to the court at noon
snort another blue
now i'm feeling sorta blue
nothing new
one of the chosen few
the rest of yall give him some room
it's best if yall didnt assume that he was destined for imminent doom
unless he is ready to get in the tomb
ruby such a bum but he make it look good
trunk in the front
yeah, that's what's under the hood
talking all this shit, mane
i wish yall really would
another million plays, mane
i wish yall really could

Fool Me Once, Fool Me Twice (prod. okayjml)

Jacob Angelo ☆