[Hook]
I just came up down way too long
Me and my squad been way too strong
The way I stack paper looking way too long
Karma go around man I can’t do no wrong

[Verse 1]
I’m gonna get it however I get it
and Ill go and get it at your expenses
Fiending for product whatever you call it
I’ll ship it tonight as long as you’re spending
I don’t condone any scarilige actions
Just happen to be supplying what your demanding 
Everything done I had extensive planning
Knew since day one I was working with magic

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Project, packed house, grandmas, apartment
That’s how this shit started, I been going harder
Need multiple commas between all the digits
Need multiple women between every mistress
She’s giving top while I call number 3
I love number 5, don’t ask nothing from me
Pass’em like magic and shoot like I’m Allen
These bitches can’t hurt me just birds in the tree

4974 (Prod. SXINT)

[Verse 1]
They told me objects in the mirror are closer than they appear
I said that shit don’t apply to me
I’m not running in fear 
Turn the high beams on
Hit the gas and I’m gone
Can barely afford this G Shock, let alone a two tone
That’s an AP, I ain’t worried bout it I’m tryna make a classic
You know 20 years from now like “whatchu know about that shit?”
These songs are gonna be gold mines like it’s 1949
You reek of (eureka) too much ego, jealousy, hatred, pride
How you gonna live your life
Too busy involved in mine
That’s a gateway to misery (Missouri), not talking state lines 
I don’t try to make amends, it’s easier just to cut ties
On my Drago shit if he dies, he dies



[Verse 2]
Wash me from my sins, take the bag out the bin
Burn it in a pit, let the flames resemble my soul lift
Ashes in the wind nothing but burdens on my gold skin
Can prove I’m golden 14 times like K Malone did
And be a(NBA) flash to the camera for my Kodak moment
A-i-step over
D-wade-09’ poster
Looking dangerous like I shoot with the 2-3(MJ) in my holster
Ten thousand hours aint nothing cuz I devour
Every minutes like an hour
Filled with wisdom I spit power
Every bar is powered by gun powder
Aint no Donald ducking on this side we trump towering Over still bodies
put me on any instrumental 
it don’t matter I still body
Aint have to flip packs, I spit crack, this a miss match
When I rap I’m whipping in pyrex
Anybody can get it you could die next
Drug bars and gun squads 
Tombstones and praise God
I never start shit but I promise I’ll help you meet allah

One Take Avenue (Prod. Bailey Daniel)

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@Jhamahl - Snapchat
Instrumental: Skeletons (Prod. By McFly)
Lyrics:
A perfectionist I’m never satisfied 
I read my verse I’m never gratified
Wanna stand up but then I recline
Wanna make it big but then I resign 
Trying to go forward but then i rewind 
Never good enough always on the side 
Never ever wrong I have too much pride
Won’t be the one to say I sat aside 
Try to box me in don’t have my size
Say the beats wet but the lines are dry
Can’t last a year then you wonder why
Don’t come at me that’s suicide
I don’t live to die I do or die
Gonna make it high with my crew and I
Wear shorts and Ts never suit and ties
Gonna make a name ask who am I
Hours in the booth I put in time 
Try to doubt me but I have the grind
Scratch that I am the grind
I don’t wanna Hug Hand on her thigh
Feel the energy a lost entity 
God put me here devil sent for me
God gave me rhymes devils symphony 
Slowed it down so you understand 
Yes I am a kid but first a man
I speak my mind that’s my first amend
I was born here that’s the first omen 
I walk the path till the doors open
Came in a dream the last one chosen
Always at my pace say it to my face 
Rappers talk big but can’t peak at all
Told me every prize I peeked at all 
With my eyes open can’t see at all
Saw the Obstacles don’t seem too tall
You the white sheep and I am the sheer
Im ahead of you and that’s how I feel
Got preparation for elevation 
One year from now it’s a celebration 
Can’t be steady waitin
 I’m never caged in
Next year the tape already celebrating

Insatisfecho (Prod. McFly)

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@Jhamahl - Snapchat
Instrumental: Joey Bada$$ x ScHoolboy Q type beat (Prod. MiiiKXY)
Lyrcis:
Verse 1
Taking it back to boom bap let’s take it back to old school rap
Killing instrumentals and I’ll take you in a noose outback 
Go ahead call your parents tell them that the news is bad 
Vulnerable for a second tell them that the nuisance back
Don’t care for your opinion go and take your 2 cents back
Militant? 
Nope but I’m still killing it
The type of stuff you looking for so I know you all feeling it
I can do it all on my own I do not need a handout
You a puppet that’s one hand in 
Go and do your dance now
Of course there’s competition but I am me I don’t have doubts
Until this songs over I am focused I can’t snap out
Im dancing with the devil 
he wants to back out
Grabbed Satan by the neck 
then threw him back down
Want everything and more 
So give me that crown 
Bob my head back and forth
Raps best pound for pound 
A black sheep in the dark
Now How does that sound

Chorus
Some try to dethrone the king
And talk as if they owning me 
Bunch of emotions and feelings hurt is what they showing me
But I know you not stupid enough to stand toe to toe with me
You can’t dethrone a king
Can’t dehthrone a king

Verse 2
I am the illest lyricist and yes I really feel like this 
Was meant to be 
Kill all of you at once
Human centipede 
All you play is video games  but suddenly tryna rap now?
Aw don’t give me that now
I got the lyrics locked down
I Pull your homies like some jenga pieces 
That’s some blocks down
I know that I’m on top how 
I know I can’t be stopped how
Cuz as I keep going bad roots are gonna rot down
Look at me head up high
10 toes on the ground 
Now tell me who’s the best in town
I’m the best around 
The boy turned to a man so who’s gonna contest him now
Information in my brain i only get one life to use it
This is me giving it back I promise I will never ruin it
But only write for me I don’t care if you approve of it
Times money life’s limited so make good use of it
Get used to it
Lucid truth and abusiveness
On the beat when I spazz Jesus on the crucifix

*Chorus Repeat*

Dulcet (Prod. MiiiKXY)

Keep It Live (Prod. Homage)

Thin Line (Prod. BrokeBoi)

I don’t wanna feel your vibe
I’m just doing my own thing
Without you I’ll be alright
And my feelings won’t change

Verse 1:
I been posted up at my back door that’s my conscience
Ain’t no metaphor for 5 walls that help me solve my problems 
I stack up on a chick and start at the bottom
Downing on the juice then I finish a bottle 
Auto matic she a magnet pull me closer Nothing passive Ima bag it 
She attracted both of us go way way back then
Back at her crib she gon need a bib
For what I did but I please the fifth
I know that a sin is a sin
Would ask for forgiveness but I wanna do it again
She take my soul she can wear my clothes
She really throw it back that’s a bad habit 
Treat her like a queen that’s a bad habit
Keep going back that’s my bad habit 

I don’t wanna feel your vibe
I’m just doing my own thing
Without you I’ll be alright
And my feelings wont change

Verse 2:
I want to drive a wraith 
I wanna ride a wave
I wanna get paid 
Stack up the money in a safe
With a 9 millimeter thinking that I’ll be safe
15 minutes of the fame I’ll be in and out the way
Can’t kill these files they’ll be blasting at my grave
And this a throwaway so I’m done for the day
Mixtape soon November 7th is the date

I don’t wanna feel your vibe
I’m just doing my own thing
Without you I’ll be alright
And my feelings won’t change

Bad Habit (Prod. Cxdy)

All I Need (Prod. Syndrome)

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