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"Rule number 3, never show your emotions" 

Official Audio for "Silly Me" by Apollo ParX.

Stream & Download https://withkoji.com/@ApolloParX

Edited: Apollo ParX
Song: Apollo ParX
Prod: Kenneth English 

LYRICS:
•INTRO 
Yeah, Yeah 

Rule number 1 
Never get attached 

Look, Like

•CHORUS 
Rule number 1 
never get attached 
These bitches don’t love you it’s a act
She keep tellin me pretty little lies (Lies)
So I had to caller on her cap

Rule number 2 (What)
Do not trust
Cause these niggas is fake 
They not us
How come I ain’t surprised 
You not tough
I can see through your eyes
It’s all bluff (Ah)

You are not real
Silly me (Ah, ah)
Silly me (Check)
Silly me (Like this)
You are not real (At all)
Silly me (Lets go)
Silly me (Okay)
Silly me (Ah) 

•VERSE1
I gotta
Do what I gotta do baby
Cause I can’t do nobody else
You mighta gotta away with some time
But you ain gon get in the way of the Wealth 
I had to practice 
It was trail and error
But fuck it I did I my myself 
And I gotta better then ever
No matter condition 
Silly me for thinkin that you was different 

…
C'mere (Like)
I’m Tryna break her back in 20 different positions 
I won’t lie to you
I been on a mission 
Ever since I got a hold of the vision
The good and bad I prolly never will to listen


Ever since I became present
The day of birth 
They already knew I was gifted.

•CHORUS 
Rule number 1 
never get attached 
These bitches don’t love you it’s a act
She keep tellin me pretty little lies (lies)
So I had to caller on her cap

Rule number 2 (What)
Do not trust
Cause these niggas is fake 
They not us
How come I ain’t surprised 
You not tough
I can see through your eyes
It’s all bluff (Ah)

You are not real
Silly me (Ah, ah)
Silly me (Check)
Silly me (Like this)
You are not real (At all)
Silly me (Lets go)
Silly me (Okay)
Silly me (Ah) 

•VERSE2
Rule number 3 
Never show your emotions 
They don’t give a fuck
You gotta stay focused 
They was tellin me to be more open
Funny how that got my heart broken

Now I won’t lie (Lie)
It gets deep as the ocean
Life gettin fast
But I’m use to the motion
It jus me, 
Mary Jane and potion 
I’m ain’t in the club 
I’m way too focused 

I used to think that you was the one
But silly me that wasn’t in the cards
Now I got scars
All over my heart
But Fuck it, Imma just wrap it in gauze
Niggas is fraud 
We had to weed them boys
For actin like snakes in the yard
You must not get it 
I know what you are (Like).

•CHORUS 
Rule number 1 
never get attached 
These bitches don’t love you it’s a act
She keep tellin me pretty little lies (lies)
So I had to caller on her cap

Rule number 2 (look)
Do not trust
Cause these niggas is fake 
They not us
How come I ain’t surprised 
You not tough
I can see through your eyes
It’s all bluff 

You are not real
Silly me (Ah, ah)
Silly me (Check)
Silly me (Like this)
You are not real (At all)
Silly me (Lets go)
Silly me (Okay)
Silly me (Ah) 

Like.

Silly Me (Prod.) Kenneth English

LYRIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lhap1AB0YVI&list=OLAK5uy_ktv8W2Qrq3H7bpaAItfYCKGQrl7ZqhCVc

Beat by Zane98
Written and performed by Brady West
Recording engineered by @ayeleexmusic
Mixed by @isthatkartur

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0WW59RwjB6sLyMlVcvJdFu?si=2dab274c80fa40c8
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/at-it/1713369200?i=1713369202

Lyrics:

The money, the shows, the highs
I don’t know why I try, it hurts so much
Oh damn I miss my family
These drugs are damn deceiving, hurt so much

I’ve been at it for so long I barely noticed it
She said we met a while ago but I don’t even know the bitch
Too many distractions in my head, I’m barely focusin
So roll another blunt and spark it up so we can smoke again, I’m
Way-way-way too high for this
But I ain’t even talkin shit
Ain’t apologizing for nothing cause I already sinned
I took a couple more shots of Henny so I could soak it in
You said to step outside of the box so instead I opened it like
I got way too many genres and albums
I got some folders in a folder so I ain’t even countin
Just wait until the day I’m poppin up inside of your browsing
I know it’s pissin’ you off, cause you know nothing about it, like

The money, the shows, the highs
I don’t know why I try, it hurts so much

They think that I been lyin’ in all the shit I wrote
Tell me why I’d make up some stories on how I’m goin’ broke?
Now I’m dedicated to everything I put in my notes
It’s been only 21 years so I got 6 to go
You say that you hate all my choices but I already know
Who would like the fact that I’m puttin’ this powder in my nose?
I told you before this was something you’d see along the road
And I don’t wanna hurt you again so I guess it’s time to go like
I-I think I just need to clean up my act
And I should fix a couple things before we get too attached, because
I don’t wanna hurt you like I did in the past
Cause I came way too far and now there’s no turning back

Oh my god
My lungs hurt

at it

Maintain for me was just juggling with every aspect of life, more so then anything I focus my energy on balance and leveling up, all the while enjoying life

MAINTAIN

title: High2Much
Artist: Dyllan James

Step in my world where its okay to be you,

High2Much

Lyrics

INTRO

I'm so used to being alone
Nobody hitting my phone
Nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody

CHORUS

I'm so used to being alone
Usually nobody hitting my phone
I don't want nobody in my zone
I just wanna be up on my own
Woah
Messing with me get him gone
Got a chain on my neck full of stones
I'm balling on niggas they cones
All this paper on me like a loan
I'm tough to the muhfucking bone
I'm a real one them niggas be clones
If they fake then we can't get along
Gotta put this shit out there I'm making it known

VERSE

Getting that money we add it up
Flexing on them until they done had enough
Boy we stuck at the top you can't battle us
Try to fuck with the squad we gon' splatter em
Like a chameleon I'm changing the pattern up
A normal civilian can't fuck with or challenge us
We ain't the same hell no we not balancing
Them niggas be lame them niggas be amateurs
Amateurs, amateurs
Animal, I'm an animal
I ran it up, I ran it up
No stamina, don't need stamina
Young nigga only worried bout the bread
Can't fuck with these hoes so I just want some head
Somebody fuck with us that nigga dead
Touch on the money my vision turn red

PRE-CHORUS

We'll do you wrong my niggas ain't scared of nothing
Whole lot of cash we ain't sharing nothing
They want my attention I don't seem to care enough
Talking my shit I ain't hearing them
I'm going off, off I ain't fearing them
I'm turning up, up they gon' hear it
Go to the top, top boy I'm serious
They want me to flop, flop

CHORUS

I'm so used to being alone
Usually nobody hitting my phone
I don't want nobody in my zone
I just wanna be up on my own
Woah
Messing with me get him gone
Got a chain on my neck full of stones
I'm balling on niggas they cones
All this paper on me like a loan
I'm tough to the muhfucking bone
I'm a real one them niggas be clones
If they fake then we can't get along
Gotta put this shit out there I'm making it known

VERSE

Imma get rich regardless
Niggas round me heartless
Can't no snake get in my garden
Don't get us started
Get the cash fill the bag bitch I'll get it all
Touch the cash let it blast boy we'll let it off
Say this and that but if you acting don't you get involved
I might crash cause I'm like that imma do shit how I want
Gather my bros imma put them all on for the money I fell in love
I can't go slow I'm stuck in this mode I will not give it up

PRE-CHORUS

We'll do you wrong my niggas ain't scared of nothing
Whole lot of cash we ain't sharing nothing
They want my attention I don't seem to care enough
Talking my shit I ain't hearing them
I'm going off, off I ain't fearing them
I'm turning up, up they gon' hear it
Go to the top, top boy I'm serious
They want me to flop, flop

CHORUS

I'm so used to being alone
Usually nobody hitting my phone
I don't want nobody in my zone
I just wanna be up on my own
Woah
Messing with me get him gone
Got a chain on my neck full of stones
I'm balling on niggas they cones
All this paper on me like a loan
I'm tough to the muhfucking bone
I'm a real one them niggas be clones
If they fake then we can't get along
Gotta put this shit out there I'm making it known

Making It Known (Prod. VEEDY ON THE BEAT X Prod. Olliver)

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