They see the movement, funny now I see em all on my d!ck new

‘06

Too Gone

OVER DID IT ft. FOM Duwop

Already Broken

Momma

POLO

Living On The Edge

"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

Rapper going through hard times and deciding to numb all the pain away by drinking Hennesy with the bartender.

Bartender

CARFAX!(Feat. RobGer)

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Too Gone

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