These cats ain’t ready, that’s why that black thing zoom right past you
And I can take any style chew and spit it back at you
Porridge get poured out, Goldilocks with a attitude
All I want is creative freedom, my language is latitude
How can i use my voice to express most?
I need the range to explore, like Fulanis on west coast
I’m talking bout the motherland, Sierra Leone
Where 7 year olds, hold poles like Sylvester Stallone
when you trapped in the box, stuck in a cycle
It’s hard to say no, like a hoe that got proposed at the Eiffel
As i get older, see why Malcolm x was holding the rifle
Holding my tongue, cuz i know they put a hole in ya idols
Slowing my roll, these black boys cling to the streets first
Jump off the porch, I’m praying you all landing feet first
Now you in the field, tryna show em where the hood at
On the low, I know you stressed and tryna find out what you good at
They put us in boxes, to put us in boxes, then put us in boxes the circle of life
And the only undefeated one we know is a boxer, who never compromises, so what would you like?
Don’t care who hate better, I rather that Mayweather
I tell mines stay up, we don’t stay jealous
I tell mines, get up, we motivate fellas
When you down battle back, we don’t never say never
Think of master plan, or plan to crash when you land
You too worried bout ya fashion, you just a flash in a pan
Keep a bird in the hand, instead of chasing a cage
Cuz a double minded man is unstable in all of his ways
Fire set ablaze, Leos don’t know parameters
Not built the same, progenitors vs janitors
Foreign for real. i put for in and kill
They from copycat land, my whole origin’s ill
At a loss for words, don’t really know what to say tho
They never seen a deuce, but they all talk about dracos
Never sold an ounce, but now they swear that they chapos
Sprinkle lies all over they lines, like it’s cilantro
I’m Gordon Ramsey, I’m in they kitchen, they can’t stand me
They wanted bars I give 'em 50, they need a Plan B
This is for the family, no it’s not for sale
You need a Q-Dog to brand me , tear the roof off ya Camry
I’m a loose dog, that’s looking for betterment when them words spit
But when I’m in my zone i tend to get hotter than Tucson
I'm ready for whatever, over here feeling like Trey Songz
Don’t be mad at good things just because they take long…

It Ain't Hard To Tell (Freestyle)

RIP DMX.

Determined niggas make it, running, but I’m pacin’
Hate with the love, I simply choose to embrace it
Can’t please everyone, so I don’t try to chase it
Them boys lay waste, but I need me a hip replacement
All your missteps and you get your Miss taken
Killer with these words, but I don’t know about relations
Love is a tangled web, I’m an arachnaphobe
But if she vibe like Sanaa, then ok, we can lay then
Slick with a pen, but I’m talking straight forward tho
Know I got something, but I want a lot more tho
Member days I would sit and ponder in my Honda
Now I whip the beamer, but I’m still on the same accord tho
Lazy days feel the best, but I can’t afford those
Ironic if you want it all, gotta learn to forgo
I was tryna get 10, I had to let 5 go, 6 go
Now I’m gassed up like a Citgo
Finna switch lanes and I ain’t giving no signal
Left earth and missed the universe I’m fucking Lou Ferrigno
Act like he didn’t see it, had to let him know
Ready for the games, but this just me in the gym tho
Sorry sexy lady, aye your name could be Mercedes
But if you acting crazy I treat you like a Pinto
If you fucking with me, we can take a vacation
Get wasted, have fun, out of order like Memento
All this rambling, got ya favorite rapper scrambling
If he outta pocket, get ya QB jammed in
Taking out ya back up, stomping all on ya stand in
If they let me run it, I’m taking that bitch to Canton
Slizard off the wiz, jack daniels in my canteen
Heirs to the throne getting washed up, Pantene
Far from average but the flow so damn mean
Yeh, I rep for jersey, but who really on ya man team?
Feel like Michael Jordan in Space Jam,
Only thing real, and they reaching to take my place fam
Ain’t nothing more dangerous than fake friends
Mindset since the beginning…ay Jiddy make ends
Listen closely, that game? I give it, my nigga
Cuz that girl only care how you living, my nigga
I know you stressed, keep that shit off ya mind
They gon’ circle the block, just stay on ya grind

Y’all been eating long enough now, stop being greedy
Keep it really partner, give you to the needy
Ribs is touching, so don’t make me wait, fuck around and I’m gon’ bite you
And snatch ya plate

Y’all been eating long enough now, stop being greedy
Keep it really partner, give you to the needy
Ribs is touching, so don’t make me wait, fuck around and I’m gon’ bite you
And snatch ya plate
Nigga

Stop Being Greedy (Freestyle)(RIP DMX)

Now streaming on all platforms!!!

https://open.spotify.com/album/3P0LkqtGVr4Sc4Kto9SdRK

All About It ft. Teflon (Prod. by Young Forever x The Super Producers)

Three free verses over The Weeknd's "Rolling Stone"
 
Excuse my singing, we're workin' on it ha...

Official Video out now - https://youtu.be/z2gqoQ083Lw

[Verse 1]
Ever since May 25th...a lot of sh*t just changed
And you might not really get this sh*t, but let me get it off my brain
I always said it's some things that I wouldn't do
I went back on my promise, man, who would've knew
I looked in a mirror one day and seen someone new
And thought to myself "What is this all coming to?"
Do you like this? Do you like that? Are you pleased with me?
If I talked about how much I made, and what car I drove would you leave with me?
I'm trying hard without lying hard
I feel like y'all playing firing squad
But here I am, just roaring hard, and I'm roaring hard with my lion heart
I came from nothing...except a few dead presidents all in my lineage
Still had to get a few bands on my lonely
Cuz rap ain't guaranteed no matter what your image is
Took my sh*t to labels, everybody wasn't interested
I had to make my grind work, had to make my mind work
Had to get up off my ass and get the ball rolling
Cuz I don't really trust nig*as far as I can throw em
I felt so juvenile, specially cuz the sh*t was moving in such such such slow motion
Adjust the lens, I just had to keep focused
Tryna give my girl everything she was hoping...

I got you

[Verse 2]
Put my mind on the beat and I let it drift
Going through more than i thought I ever see exist
I'm looking for closure but I don't see exits
Just when I thought I solved my problems I'm like "What is this?"
I know I be stunting, but let me get my mind right
I'm just waiting to put it out when the times right
I got some sh*t I would've changed looking hindsight
Like when I fu*ked what's her name on that Fri. night
I know my days on this Earth here is finite
SportsCenter wherever, I hope my sh*t a highlight
And I ain't talkin Odell...
But I'm talking Odell
You can do your drugs baby, just don't OD
The love real, but them haters working OT
Through the fills & the falls and the tough times
To number running and to the run ins with one time
I just want my unborn to see the sunshine
Yous got one, that mean it might be my time
Thinking back to rolling up I'm talking high times
Man these battles I'm fighting they for ain't grind time
These views I'm giving you, they ain't for YouTube
Wish niggas could band together like U2
Yeh, I'm talking to you too....

I got you...

[Verse 3]
Mama
I'ma get you everything you ever really need Mama
I just need time, know I got it lady, please Mama
Think of all them nights you used to pray up on your knees Mama
You ain't gotta worry, got my head on straight Mama
Don't you even worry bout how long it's gon' take Mama
You the one that always kept the food on the plate Mama
You would always tell me "Don't go, it ain't safe!" Mama
You would give me 10 if you only had 8 Mama
You been working hard, I just think you need a break Mama
If it's up to you it'd be a pastor on this song Mama
It's probably cuz of you I really hate to do wrong Mama
They be talking down, just know I'ma stay strong Mama
Yeh they want your son now, Jiddy getting on Mama...

May 25th (Rolling Stone)(VIDEO LINK IN BIO!!!)

Title track. Reason why we went ahead and put this together.

Promise I Won't Let You Down (Produced by CashMoney AP)

Testament To Self

That Man Problem

VIDEO OUT NOW!!! - https://youtu.be/MMPD4A-XPu8


Vibe I've been messing with...just having fun with this one...

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[Hook x2]
Fu*k what they want from me, yeh
I'm what I wanna be, yeh
I hear a lot of the talking and tweeting, but that ain't in front of me, yeh
You wish you was what you see, yeh
Stone Cold in my approach
Blew out the comp like I'm running with locs
Used to be Chi like I run with the folks

[Verse 1]
What is you talking about, I ain't the hardest out
But I feel like I'm the nicest
Them demons they brought em out, sipping that bottle now, yeh you nig*as know how I get
I body, I chalk it out, go get ya bosses out
Yeh, It's finna be a crisis
What type of man you is, fu*k up your manuscript, you ain't got poetic license?
I step in this bitch like I'm reppin' that sh*t that got nig*as jammed up in tight wrist
Andy was loyal, from top to the soil, they snitched on em, how you like it
I can be royal, still tussle and toil like I ain't never had dime bih'
I'm tryna stay humble, like how you go Kanye on nig*as before you get signed bih'
Thought I was Hot Boy yo, my teeth had that foil tho, was just a youngin' tryna shine, ugh
Fantasies on my mind, ugh, all I need was Father Time
I'm tryna stay patient, y'all talk about haters
To that sh*t I'm deaf and blind, 
Like how you worried bout mine, man?
You ain't even stable minded

[Bridge]
Yeh, that way...I float on the track like a Segway
Ugh, yeh, know where I'm from...might bring back Omavi and Pepe
Ugh, yeh, that way...hit like Roberto Clemente
Ugh, yeh, that way...I ain't tryna deal with no head case

[Hook x2]

[Bridge]

[Post-bridge]
She can be bad and bougie, girl I cannot let you use me
Shorty grew up watching notebook, now she just after that loose leaf
She can be bad and bougie, girl I cannot let you use me
She grew up watching that notebook, now she just after loose leaf

That Way (Produced by Justin Kase) |Free Vibes| #SCxiamOTHER

Loose/Free vibe. Heard the beat and had to tell the story of one of my favorite characters. All respect due to the real story. Based off of Paid In Full.

Luckily I had my nig*a Rico for that...

[Hook]
Ok, I left up out my house with all my jewelry and my pager
In my '87 Benz, to get it took me 10 days
I get a lot of love from my fans and my haters
Know I got it if you need it, I can flip it 10 ways
What my name?
Money Mitch, Money Mitch, Money Mitch
What's my name?
Money Mitch, Money Mitch, Money Mitch
What's my name?
Money Mitch, Money Mitch, Money Mitch
What's my name?
Money Mitch, Money Mitch, Money Mitch

[Verse 1]
Ok I just left the corner, my lieutenants be moving it
I hit my nig*a Ace, get ready this is what we doing
Should I pull up to the club? This Rolex ain't aluminum
Every time we leave it look like a fu*king movie
I don't trust my Uncle Ice, ayy Sonny that's my heart
We call yo a*s a poo putt if you looking like a mark
I know I'm something watch, I be catching long stares
Just know if you fu*king with me, it's gonna be Paul Bearers..
Aww yeh
Jack boys scheming, I gotta let 'em have it
Fly nig*a turning into a fu*king savage
Had to a do a bid, they acting funny in here
Guess it's cuz they know my nig*as getting to the money
And I'm so first in line, I'm so first in line
When they let me out my partner Ace know it's go time
Nig*as tried me at the phone line, I almost took that L tho
Luckily I had my nig*a Rico for the help tho

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Now I'm back on, and ain't sh*t change
We run this like the mayor, it was me, Rico, and Ace
Success breed envy, Ace got shot up
They kidnapped Sonny, this was all the same day
Had to pay that ransom, shit I was in my bag
Had to pony up 6 digits just to get em back
Flip a couple birds, hit Rico for the help tho
Met em with the work, then Rico turned on me for that L tho

What's his name...
What's his name...
What's his name..

What was his name?

Money Mitch (Produced by Bandit Luce) |Free Vibes| #SCxiamOTHER

New one produced by the boy 198o8.

[Hook]
Yeh, yeh, yeh, let's get straight to the issue
Yeh, yeh, let's get straight to the issue
I put it down for the homies
I put it down for the homies

[Verse 1]
Show money nig*a fu*k a pay stub
Ballin' til my hair all grayed up
At my shorty house just laid up
I pull the stick out like I'm 8-1
My barber never ever fu*k my fade up
That JidScan all up on your tastebuds
They think that May 25th my birthday
May 25th I was cased up
Nothing too crazy, too major
Gotta thank God, one time for my maker
Me and my fam headed to Jamaica
And a nig*a still writing on vacation
I'm tryna live a life you couldn't make up
Shorty look good without her make up
Shorty look good without her hair in
Shorty look good when she wake up
In the game, about to make a way bruh
Getting to that Jewish money, eating off the Sader
Way sh*t going, I don't know where they gon take us
Only advice is stay prayed up
Only advice is get your paper
Shout out to the homie FLA bruh
Shoutout to the homies round the way bruh
Shoutout Eastcoast, Tri State bruh

[Hook]
Yeh, yeh, yeh, let's get straight to the issue
Yeh, yeh, let's get straight to the issue
I put it down for the homies
I put it down for the homies

Issue (ft. 198o8)(Produced by 198o8)|Free Vibe| #SCxiamOTHER

Finally recording again.

This is a concept. 

_____________________________

 No Bullsh*t

Oh no, hell nah (We don’t do bullsh*t)
Cut the check, is the price right? (We don’t do bullsh*t)
Text once, they don't text back? (We don’t do bullsh*t)
Take my name, nigga take my number (We don’t do bullsh*t)

We don’t do bullsh*t, we don’t do bullsh*t
Cut the check, is the price right? Nah we don’t do bullshit
We don’t bullsh*t, we don’t do bullsh*t
Text once, they don’t text back? Nah we don’t do bullsh*t
We don’t do bullsh*t, we don’t do bullsh*t
Take my name, nig*a, take my number, but we don’t bullsh*t



Had to drop one, just to cop two...but you didn't know ‘bout it
Did some things for a couple ends...but I didn't make a song ‘bout it
Oh no, said I fell off, had to find my footing, footing, footing
I want 5-5-5-5-5-5, rock like I'm Gooden, Gooden, Gooden
Did my own damn thing from the top, top to the bottom, bottom, bottom
I ain't change up, I turned up...they can't do shit about it
Lotta niggas fake, they just wanna get a piece when you poppin, poppin, poppin
But what Wayne say? Everybody wanna be fly ‘til you swat em, swat em, swat em
Oops I got em. Damn! Driving different color coupes
Chains swanging like a noose - laws of attraction
You gotta turn your dreams to truth
When I was down man I knew, don't leave your man hanging
Cuz one day that man could be you
That money stuffed in the roof, yeh they coming by the groups
And that's just how a nigga do, whoa!

Oh no, hell nah (We don’t do bullsh*t)
Cut the check, is the price right? (We don’t do bullsh*t)
Text once, they don't text back? (We don’t do bullsh*t)
Take my name, nigga take my number (We don’t do bullsh*t)

We don’t do bullsh*t, we don’t do bullsh*t
Cut the check, is the price right? Nah we don’t do bullshit
We don’t bullsh*t, we don’t do bullsh*t
Text once, they don’t text back? Nah we don’t do bullsh*t
We don’t do bullsh*t, we don’t do bullsh*t
Take my name, nig*a, take my number, but we don’t bullsh*t


Game. Set. Point. Match. Baby outchea tryna raccccckk up
JidScan - but it's Cap time - outchea ‘bout to actttt up
Slide with me, baby, slide with me. He ain't straight up, he 5:50
I'm just here to build you up - Plus, you know I got them vibes with me
Since a younging, had them signs in me,
Want the paper come and grind with me
Want the clout come and shine with me
I ain't scared, nigga God with me
I put my heart in these lines really
They try to play me, now I'm busy
I took them trips to other states,
I had to make my own plates
Yeah we all made some mistakes,
Forgive yourself, it's the past time
That's fine, just make sure that the last time was the last time
I fuck up a check every damn time
I find out the play then its plan time
These niggas be talking, these niggas be talking
These niggas be walking all awkward and no, no—
Oh no, hella nah...nah, we don’t do bullsh*t
Pass the class got the pastor ass getting right in the pool pit
When them numbers up, that’s when they know that you ain’t one to fool with
Same ones you was at the table with, you should get full with

We don’t do bullsh*t, we don’t do bullsh*t
Cut the check, is the price right? Nah we don’t do bullshit
Text once, they don’t text back? Nah we don’t do bullsh*t
Take my name, nig*a, take my number, but we don’t bullsh*t

(Oh no, hell nah...)

Hope this goes good...
Don’t fuck up the money.

No B.S. (Produced by The Beat Plug x TrellGotWings)|Free Vibe|

If you ain't really doing what you want...

Now streaming on all platforms!

Apple Music - https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/be-honest-with-yourself/1336335616?i=1336335618

Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/4pgtVfoOHscM6yUindnmYh?si=tkCi8XI4Q-eB9kd1j2g6zw
______________________________________

Be Honest With Yourself

(Chorus)

If you ain't really doing what you want...
Don't be lying to these people you don't know
I ain't tryna tell you how to live your life but,
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself

If you ain't really got it like that
Don't be fronting for them niggas like you got it like that
Cuz they don't give a fuck about that
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself

Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself
Be Honest With Yourself, yeh...yeh
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself
Be Honest With Yourself, yeh...yeh
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself
Be Honest With Yourself, yeh...yeh
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself
Be Honest With Yourself, yeh...yeh
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself

(Verse 1)

I used to ignore things, that was there just cuz it was easy
And I thought if I told someone they wouldn't believe me
Taking advice from the types when I know I ain't need it
Keeping that bad chi around me, I know you a demon
See my gut'll tell me truth when my mind won't
And I know everybody lies, but my eyes don't 
And I know you prolly gon question why I write this song
To remember to know myself whether right or wrong
Look in the mirror and be honest? Just be bone cold
Can you justify losing time and putting dreams on hold?
Is that opinion really gon matter like a day from now?
Are you really gonna be happy if you make it out?
Did you control destiny, did your dreams do it?
Or once again did the money and the cream do it?
Do you really wanna be star or wanna play the role?
Do you really have what it takes, or was it lies you told?

(Chorus)

If you ain't really doing what you want...
Don't be lying to these people you don't know
I ain't tryna tell you how to live your life but,
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself

If you ain't really got it like that
Don't be fronting for them niggas like you got it like that
Cuz they don't give a fuck about that
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself


Be Honest With Yourself, yeh...yeh
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself
Be Honest With Yourself, yeh...yeh
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself
Be Honest With Yourself, yeh...yeh
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself
Be Honest With Yourself, yeh...yeh
Be Honest With Yourself, Be Honest With Yourself

(Verse 2)

I knew a nigga from High School, he was really dreaming
About being a super gangster he was really feening
Got caught up in some stupid shit that he ain't need to be in
He locked up, don't remember last time that I seen em
What's crazy now is he ain't really have to play the field
And if you seen the rewards you knew it was a shitty deal
Its many like this that presently roam your city still
Yeh they playing the part, but they ain't really real
Listen homie that peer pressure just a theory man
You ain't gotta want be anything that you isn't man
Insecurities really keeping people heads down 
Niggas know the answers, they keep they hands down
I ain't never been one to judge, but man when something's off
You ain't gotta be in relationships that you don't want
Don't be afraid to admit anytime you need some help
At the end of the day, Be Honest With

(Chorus to end)

Be Honest With Yourself (Produced by Mubz Got Beats)

(Verse 1: JidScan)
I gotta get it(x10)

I gotta get it, my mind stuck on the mission
Putting in overtime like I ain't got no position
Typical black man of excellence, but conflicted
That gas up, on tracks just know that I come flicking
I ain't picking no cotton, just focused on plotting Benzes
They try to stop me I'm tripping, ya'll don't really pay attention
You understand they seen so much pain 
Some niggas only sense of joy is sipping popping prescription
I pop up I'm Popovic'ing always had a proper vision
Guess Lupe in other senses on campus pushing and kicking
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh...this is real life
This is what that real shit feel like
Couple Jersey niggas, do that really mean shit? 
Fuck it all, point me to the green shit, because...

I gotta get it (That's the way to go...)(x12)

(Teflon)
Look, you ain't even know it was me right?
Catch a fight standing in the speed light
Shorty look bad sweet tights
Call Kwame, about to be a good night
Grind hard, we just trying to live life
And I don't want to hear about that bogus shit
Like you off the shits
Steph Curry shoot 'em off the picks
Time off we don't do that
Tell me how you really want to do that?
Waves still spinning with no durag
And your girl keep coming, yeah she do that
I was getting money kept it 10 toes
Flip the work and then you gotta stay low
Call me 50 Cent, 50 Pesos
Ya'll niggas fake like the Play-doh
And now I gotta get it, gotta get more
Yeah all this talk, talking about potential
Chris Brown moving with the tempo
Or bullet proof chilling with the vest on
That's the life living like Teflon
Shorty still taking off, my pants off
Shorty look good when she hop on
Shorty trying to be Mrs. Teflon

(Hook: JidScan)
I Got To Get It (That's the way to go...)(x12)

I Gotta Get It (ft. Teflon)(Prod. by Mubz Beats)#SCxiamOTHER

Ripped from the video - https://twitter.com/JidScan/status/1033046025399939072

RIP XXX.

Google how to run ya, for bout 8-9 Summers
Animal sounding harder than a baseline jumper
Bow and arrow flow, I guess I’m supreme hunter
I rap fuck and shine new and improved B. Pumper
Sinister mister nice guy, now look at this
I’m killing you niggas softly I’m Lauryn Hill with a ---
(With)my pops royal blood, you niggas can’t tell me shit
And everybody love my mama, can’t call me son of a bitch
Used to wanna be Hov, but, shit I was 5’6
Was 5’6 with limited drug dealing experience
No March Madness on campus, but shit I went the college route
And even there you still had a couple niggas wilding out
Working on a classic, they wanna see me down and out
You ain’t call her your girl, now you can’t even call her now
Commitment shy, don’t be a victim in your own mind
I sift through the bullshit and get to my goldmine
I might go pop, fuck it, nigga I won’t lie
Cuz if this shit don’t pop they gon call me a whole lie
Niggas quitting jobs, some quit relationships
Some losing hope, but them niggas ain’t saying shit
Studio time, spending money I ain’t saving shit
A nigga got my real name, and I won’t front he the shit
I partied with Jus and Jynx, and was so inspired
I said fuck articles and went back to writing fire
My homie said Fred said Jid you curse too much
But he don’t understand this inside it hurt too much
Believe in god but never liked church too much
My love left because I liked her too much
Every single bar I write I make sure that you niggas say it
Every single song I sing I make sure you niggas play it
Original, studio, from bottom to the basement
And when you see me cross states I’m tryna make statement
This go out to the stars that try to downplay bars
Got a couple hits on deck, you niggas hold your jaws
You wanna disrespect, but couldn’t hold my draws
When we talk I’m down to earth, but I swear I’m on mars
Swear I'm on, swear I'm on, swear I'm on Mars
When we talk I’m down to earth, but I swear I’m on mars
And pain is invisible but you can’t hide the scars...

Animal Freestyle (RIPPED FROM VIDEO)

Last Night (Pt. 1) (Prod. by Mubz Beats)

It's Certain Things out here that's,
Holding me back
I need to find a way to, get my mind on track
I need to find a way to let go myself
I need some answer babe, i need some help

I should’ve left that shit with you, with you
Last night
I should have left shit with you, with you

It's Certain Things outer that's,
Holding me back
I need to find a way to, get my mind on track
I need to find a way to let go myself
I need some answers babe,


Only thing worse than a enemy, is when you in your own head fucking with your self
Something about the feeling when your feeling what you’re feeling, but you feel as you don’t know what you just felt
Your mind playing tricks, and your body on a trip, try to move right, but it ain’t working
Everything adds up, every thing makes sense, but for some reason still ain’t certain
When you got what you wanted, but you keep asking questions, so you don’t get a chance to enjoy it
When your reasons for the glory in the story right there, but you always find a way to avoid it
When you know what you need to do, and how to act,
But your thoughts keeps misleading, you double back
When everybody say you good, but yourself
To the point it’s getting harder for you to trust yourself\
Goddam. The reason why I’m always getting wasted
Why I say I take my time, but I stay procrastinating
Why I can’t keep a relationship to save my life
And treat my girl like she fucking other niggas on the daily
The reason why I’m blowing shit all out of proportions
And I keep my mouth shut, and my opinion get aborted
Thousand dollar suit and I don’t even feel important
When they all had my back, but I ain't even feel supported
The reason why I’m over bearing, over sharing, over looked
Hanging onto every word, over analyze the looks
Feel like you misunderstood, don’t know how explain
Future optimistic, pessimistic bout the next day
The reason why you feeling like you still don’t belong
The reason why I feel I had to right all my wrongs
The reason when I’m right, im always thinking I’m wrong
The reason as I right this I still question this song

Certain Things (Prod. by BeatsCraze)

Had to pause for a second, and take a Step Back in this muhfuck*a...
Had to pause for a second, and take a Step Back in this muhfuck*a...

In life, they never gave us no chances
Had to study shit up on our own man, niggas never gave us no answers
I write, I'm penning all my stances
I know these niggas want to co-sign, but can't take credit for the canvas, nah!
Picture lil' ol' me, to be another young nigga with his hands up
With my face on a tee, cuz a crooked police get afraid when he ask me to stand up
Like nope! I am not a fan of,
Niggas judging niggas when they got more sin on em than Joe Budden instagram and
He was selling weed at his school, almost got robbed on his campus
By some niggas that he thought that he was cool with, that money give a man no manners
I was tryna tell my mans chill, he looked at me like I was speaking spanish
Funny when them stakes Titanic, that's when that relationship damage, but I...

Had to pause for a second, and take a Step Back in this muhfuck*a...
Had to pause for a second, and take a Step Back in this muhfuck*a...

Had to scrap the Sacred Hearts EP
Cuz they was hating on my nigga 19
In the stu, working like a madman
I aint go this hard since i was 19
Trust me, motives be ulterior
That's why i keep my guard up like i'm knighting
Cuz niggas gon' claim they wanna build with you
Then leave you hanging out to dry at story 19 - cheah
Claim they in your corner, but they bob and weaving you
Crazy how they act when they got a need for 
Talk behind your back like i don't know what they see in you
If they invest in you make sure that they believe in you
When you need 'em most that's probably when they leaving you
Get familiar with the bullshit that people do
Pulling contracts, tryna get a piece of you
Turn vampire tryna sink they teeth in you

But I be,
Riding in my lane with the highbeam
Travel like I'm sightseeing
Ain't nobody like me - no,
And I just show em love, it's a night scene
Some bitches want Nikes, but some just want a pipe dream - whoa
My niggas turn this shit into a fight scene
You don't want to try me, come together Siamese flow
And shorty so bad I need a Visine, pull up right beside me
I need that ass in widescreen mode
I guarantee you messing with the right team
Swing it out to my team
Get a chance they might scheme - fuck it up...
They gon' try to make it up like Kylie
Just give me what I need
Off the IR putting numbers up
Said do your thing, yeh they might sleep - slumber up
Shoutout Major Stage, this* year we finna run it up...
Open up the game like a god damn supper cup
And when they wanna wanna slow you slow you down slow you down...

Pause for a second, and take a Step Back in this muhfuck*a...
Had to pause for a second, and take a Step Back in this muhfuck*a...
Had to pause for a second, and take a Step Back...
Had to pause for a second, and take a Step Back in this muhfuck*a...
Uh..

StepBack (Prod. by BeatCraze)(Mixed by 198o8)

Weird Flex (Prod. by 198o8)

Just love this song..

Baby you deserve you finest
Fuck them jokers you need to roll with your highness
Roller skate through the mind, put you in lines
Find your friends yeh you should be wherever I’m is
Ya other man ain’t have a spark that nigga Amish
You said remember the times, that shit was timeless
Nowadays they be talking, they be talking yeh
Adjust ya settings you need to ignore them comments
Everybody feel this and that about such and such
My only focus is staying up on the up and up
Nah, hey I ain’t comfortable being runners up
We get comfortable, fucking you til the sun come up
You so fine, yeh you look so nice
And I could be with you, but the time ain’t right...
Let’s keep each other in mind, that’s all I ask of you
I’m in my bird-box tryna find my way back to you, cuz...

Something About Us (Daft Punk Remix)

Shawty hit my phone, Jid what’s going on?
Shawty throw it back, bitch I’m going long, yeh yeh
Said she love my tones, said she love my songs
I been doing right, please don’t do me wrong yeh yeh
Said she love my Steez, love my melodies
Shawty kick it with me, let’s make memories, yeh yeh
She said weed and wine, help her to unwind
Well lay back for the night, let me ease your mind yeh yeh

I been on my grind, I been getting there
I been taking time, tryna make it my year yeh
She been on my mind, I can’t spend no time
I been doing fine, you can hit my line yeh yeh
Double up the profit, better save enough
Please don’t put it up, you don’t make enough, no no
Shawty in that dress, feeling on my chest
If I do you in my car please don’t make a mess yeh yeh

I been coming for the commas, I been getting my mind right
Y’all be in and out the drama, disappointing y’all mamas
I been flying out yonder, long as they book me shows there,
From the concrete a rose there, Terr it up like rosier
Need the loot, no llama, I’m the future, I’m the future
I’m the future no rama, hit like Duro with the Pana
Niggas tripping like ZaZa, ring bells, no Raja
Been fresh no Baja, brokanese no habla

We gon get it done, we gon get this cheese
If I give it to you once, you won’t ever leave yeh yeh
I ain’t finna wait, I need what I need
Stand on my two feet, can’t live on my knees...no no

Love My Tone (Produced by Sixty6 Beatz)

(Chorus)
Stay humble, stay solid
Double up then divide up the profits
Just stack it, stay silent
Keep it tight they won’t know if you got it
Keep hustling, keep grinding
Green lights, ain’t no time for stopping
Keep rolling, keep riding,
Keep going 'til you run out of mileage

(Verse 1)
Taking my time, doing my one two, know that ima get it 'til I get it right
Don’t doubt it, go with it, know that you dealing with the real when you feel it right
Make it work out, guess that I’m the fitness type
Wanna go at it, make sure that the business right
We want it, gotta get it, put the work - better think it to existence right
Te-Tell 'em how you get that dough
Ex'n the O’s like it’s Tic Tac Toe
X’n the Os when I’m running my play
Put me on y ’all that’s a mismatch though
Put it on me, I'ma get that, everything gift wrapped, colder than a Knick Knack though
We eating, no beef
Take shots, best be ready for that kickback though
I gotta roll one, with these phony niggas so done
It’s too much capping in rapping, niggas be talking records never sold one
Talkin reckless, put a hole in your tongue
I’m on that green, it’s a hole in one
Niggas want it all, gotta work for it
No shorts, double up when you done

(Chorus)
Stay humble, stay solid
Double up then divide up the profits
Just stack it, stay silent
Keep it tight they won’t know if you got it
Keep hustling, keep grinding
Green lights, ain’t no time for stopping
Keep rolling, keep riding,
Keep going 'til you run out of mileage

(Verse 2)
Buckle up, buckle up, buckle up
Jiddy here, know I'm 'bout to fuck it up
Niggas talk shit but that ain’t none us
We ain’t doing nothing, but running numbers up
Tell me what you wanna do now?
Build niggas up just to break Biggs’s down, huh?
No where you can’t take niggas now, huh?
Switch sides run with them fake niggas now, huh?
Shit ain’t always sweet -  Fall? Better get right back on ya feet
Baby, bend that booty over, I can a make one night stand last a whole week
Turn that one to whole two, two thousand to a twenty band
Please don’t spend your life savings tryna live life like another man
Right back to that business, fam
We pray this rap thing can make us rich
Even if we gotta make a ass, stupid shit in my Insta pics
Drop a hit, instant lit, Stay Humble, Stay Solid
Please homie, just live ya life, plan to get it until you got it

Stay humble, stay solid
Double up then divide up the profits
Just stack it, stay silent
Keep it tight they won’t know if you got it
Keep hustling, keep grinding
Green lights, ain’t no time for stopping
Keep rolling, keep riding,
Keep going 'til you run out of mileage

Stay Humble, Stay Solid (Produced by Wonderlust)

Fake Shit (Produced by 198o8)

What’s the deal with link up, I need rose filled to brim glass clinked up
So thrown I can’t think yup, don’t smoke but my brothers in the back let it stink up
Never gassed, but I’m gassed up
They ain’t make it easy had to give em verses they can’t pass up
Working 9-5 trapped up,
My cousin sending snaps of Colombian girls, with they ass up
And you can judge 'em if you want to,
But if you ain’t living how you wanna live that shit'll haunt you
Girl come over, let me flaunt you
I talk a lot of shit but I back it up like you ought to
Let me go and get my name out
Never felt more inspired than when 6 bought the range out
Or when Good Kidd came out, I been taking care of myself and shit nothing been the same now
I’m on stage like a hot boy, I got a hustler in my heart, I don’t really play the slots boy
Fuck sleeping on the clock boy, I been betting on myself, tryna work me up a knot boy
I see they got they plans laid out
Only thing they ain’t serious and they style kind of played out
I know you foul, but I play it out
I know a few that’ll doubt, but there ain’t nothing left to say now
And you know I be going off, be going off, serotonin like a Zoloft
Here’s something you should know y’all,
You should know, keep it clean, when it stink it’ll go soft
I ain’t been to Ibiza, looking forward to it, I'ma go and kick my feet up
You wanna know something read up, it’s no excuses
Ain’t nobody finna feed us
Really I'm a born leader, If i get 'em down I'm never giving the lead up
Cake by the pound, but cool she ain’t a diva
I ain’t met her yet, what can I say I’m a dreamer
Yeh a nigga got a dope feel, I keep it so real, kill a niggas with these quotes still
With these words, I bring hope still, break my brothers out, ima young mike scofield
You can try to overlook that, 
This shit so hard I be like damn, where the hook at?
Y’all ain’t much to be shook at
Shit is quiet for you, like where them ladies keep the books at
Everybody want be tough guy, or wanna bowflex, man I think we had enough guy
Lamborghini Countach, I can see it with my own eyes...

Lamborghini Countach Freestyle (Produced by Ayowiththemayo)

I been, writing my life, I been writing my life
Been tryna make the right decisions without thinking twice
Hustle day and night when we play this game of life 
I’m tryna make the right incision, whenever I slice
Tryna avoid the collision, met this bad thing that wanna get put in positions
That ain’t a bad thing
Had to respect it because, I heard ambition kill niggas, but not like laziness does
Being broke as hard as making a buzz, pick a struggle
Some niggas get washed up in the suds, some make it bubble
Some niggas never get it, this game just ain’t gon love you
In fact - when they don’t know you - a few hoping you stumble
Me i got my eyes on the prize, who in the huddle?
Some of em y’all die trying to hard, ready to rumble 
It goes tick tock, ticking just a little
Til you hit top, no monkeys in the middle
How many of us is bachelors with a bachelors?
Tryna make provisions, no masters is here to master us 
If you too quiet, they overlooking and passing ya
And if you play kaepernick best believe that they cappin ya
Stack it, stack it, stack it, you going off, wait hollup y’all 
I ain’t hating, it’s just something in my zone is off
Did we pick the right ones or will they throw us off
Is these niggas motivating? or they showing off?
You could be with them broads, face full of smiles
Next minute, lose it all, better embrace the now
Remember i felt accomplished when i saw 30 thou
Tryna see that first mil, eliminate worries now
Verse after verse, jam after jam 
Got niggas looking like who the fuck is jidscan?
Just an outstanding, standout with the stats mans 
Stand on my own two, see through yo shit like a cat scan
Niggas be running they bumpers, but never do nothing, 
I’ll tell you this shit is disgusting 
I’m all about action, it’s nothing just gimme a plan and i run it, shit I’m up to something
I got enough flows to build buildings
I reel in like i’m going fishing, but i’m going hunting
To put a wack nigga all up on my dinner plate...
Yum, this shit is a luncheon

(Hook)
I'll tell you one thing, when I'm on top
I'll tell you what it is, I'll tell you what it's not
I'll tell you what it is....
I'll tell you what it is...
I'll tell you one thing, when I'm on top
I'll tell you what it is, I'll tell you what it's not
I'll tell you what it is....
I'll tell you what it is...
Leaders..

Writing My Life (Produced by NK Music)

Flick it up..
Karma coming, kamikaz, he blows up
Contraband on constant feats, it shows up
Conversations, congregate, with god
Cause me to believe that I can beat the odds?
Kotza Tzu, my Competition, Zab Ju
I Compose my Composites from bad moods
Call my name, I Constellate with stars
They Came at me, they Came and left with scars
Chase the Commas, all i hear is Cash rules
Keep it G, I heard they Kill for tattoos
Who's the Culprit? Cuz I got some Questions
Watched Wakanda, but they forgot the lessons
Still Kill me, Cuz Crime be black on black,
Strike the head and watch the snake Contract
Strike the leader, empire Collapse
Cathartic letters where I speak these facts
But I digress,
Shawty you bad as me in 4th grade
Bring that ass here, let’s play black jack
I might hit, and I might stay
Stretch you out like a Namaste
Rev you up like a new Mustang
Say no names, play no games
Way these words hit, a nigga must sting
And I float like a butterfly
I ain’t tryna see tears from my mother’s eyes
Finna see top tier for my mother dies
And that’s real shit nigga, can’t synthesize
I sympathize...

FLICK IT UP (RMX)

If you knew, what was on my mind
You wouldn’t look at me like that, you wouldn’t judge me all the time
If you knew, how I was designed
You would see me from afar, you wouldn’t doubt me all the time 

If you knew, what a nigga done been through
If you knew, where a nigga done been
If you knew, what a nigga done been through
If you knew, where a nigga done been

I can tell, you don’t feel the same no mo’
Used to love me long time, now you wanna let me go
Well it’s cool, when you gone let me know
Please don’t come back around, can you please leave me alone, yeah
I know, this ain’t what you used to
But one thing that you could use is a better point of view
Switched the scope, changed the lens on you
Well I guess I had to do, what I had to do

Ay, Jid man you already know what time it is with me, bruh
Anytime you need something just let me know, bruh
It's gonna to be a lot of motherfuckers that are going to doubt,
Hate, put that bullshit on ya, but you know
Go ahead and keep doing your thing man, you know what it is, bruh
I got ya

If you knew, what a nigga done been through
If you knew, where a nigga done been
If you knew, what a nigga done been through
If you knew, where a nigga done been

Please don’t, get me mixed up
When it all falls down don’t call me to fix up
Push me away, til I had enough
No I didn’t hide from you, all I did was show you love
What you ain’t know, I done been down bad
Dug myself up outta holes, this ain’t no set back
You lost me, I’m sorry that’s a fact
I want you to hear it twice, when it’s over run it back 
I think I’m done with you, yeah
Nah, I know I’m done with you, yeah, yeah
Thought I could run the sun with you
But you still doubting after everything I’ve done for you

If you knew, what was on my mind
You wouldn’t look at me like that, you wouldn’t judge me all the time
If you knew, how I was designed
You would see me from afar, you wouldn’t doubt me all the time 

If you knew, what a nigga done been through
If you knew, where a nigga done been
If you knew, what a nigga done been through
If you knew, where a nigga done been

Been Through (Produced by BeatsCraze)#SCxiamOTHER

Think I need to let it go
I think I need to let it go
Think I need to let it go
Think I need to let it go
Think I need to let it go
Think I need to let it go

I took a sip of some brandy tonight
I remember that you wanted to be Brandy some nights 
Sitting up in your room, you wanna be down
Now I’m sitting here writing this verse ‘cause you ain’t around
Suspended in thin air, kept my feet on solid ground
Now when I say your name all I hear is that sound
Part of me lost without you
Stuck in my hoodie, ‘cause I still think about you
Ain’t gotta say it girl, you know what your name is
I wish you left with the curse that you came with
You got my mind in a frenzy, I hope you don’t pray against me
I hope that you don’t ignore me, I hope you holding the story
I hope that somewhere in you there’s a special place for me
And I’m not just another, just had a talk with my mother
And she asked about you, now I sit here and rap about you
I think I need to let it go...
You never know, with you was never no doubt
I let that doubt creep in, and then it kicked me out
Thought about you, plenty nights, plenty times
Making excuses knowing I fucked up too many times

I think I need to let it go...
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Think I need to let it go...
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
I got a lot of living, to do ‘fore I die
You got a lot of living, to do ‘fore you die
I think I need to let it go...
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go

You was my nigga for real, I ain’t gon lie, bruh 
You was my nigga for real, can’t explain how I feel
Picture me thinking that everything was right with it
And when I turn my back around you stick a knife in it
It’s not my fault you wasn’t keeping up pace with the click
I was chasing a mil, you was chasing my chick 
You as fake as it gets, and I forgive you for the bullshit
But nah I ain’t forget, it ain’t making no sense
And through all of your bullshit and all your scheming things
Fact of matter is you don’t matter grand scheme of things
Tried to make me a victim to deal with the things you lack
Yeah you took my trust, but I don’t want it back 

I think I need to let it go
Because, I don’t wanna wait
I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna wait, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna wait

Let It Go (Produced by BeatsCraze)#SCxiamOTHER

#SCxiamOTHER

(Chorus)
I ain't gon' lie, we in it for the fame and the change, my nigga
I ain't gon' lie, we in it for the fame and the change, my nigga
I ain't gon' lie, we in it for the fame and the change, my nigga
I ain't gon' lie, aye
I ain't gon' lie, no

(Verse 1)
No, we ain’t the same, Jesus and Medusa all on my chain
All on my gang, she from Argentina and she all on my thing
Call me young king, to think this happened before I seen the fame
Hotel room things get Messi, we kicked it but this is not a game
What you know about going out head west
Write 3 hits minimum before the bed rest
Giving water to the niggas they ain’t fed yet
Coming up with shit these niggas ain’t said yet
Finna travel where these niggas ain’t trek yet
Been down I ain’t even touch the meds yet
Only reason I ain’t say that I’m the best yet
My idols ain’t dead yet
And my bitch ain’t bled yet
And I'm rolling no worries, like I’m riding in a hazmat
She ain’t fucking with a nigga, you can have that
She the type for sucker niggas, hit em with the cash app
And I'm going way past that, 8o8 load the beat and a nigga just blast that
Yeah, that’s that a fact fact
Everything I spit real, can’t cap that, nigga

(Chorus)
I ain't gon' lie, we in it for the fame and the change, my nigga
I ain't gon' lie, we in it for the fame and the change, my nigga
I ain't gon' lie, we in it for the fame and the change, my nigga
I ain't gon' lie, aye
I ain't gon' lie, no

(Verse 2)
I ain't gon lie, we in it for the fame and the change, my nigga
I ain't gon' lie, probably cop an all black range, my nigga
Don't do it for the gram, do it for the fam
Yeah, yeah, I ain't gon' lie, yup

No Lie (ft. 198o8)(prod. by 198o8) #SCxiamOTHER

Summer Walker - Session 32 Response.

How can I know what love is?
It just don’t seem like a familiar face
When most of our parents is divorced with cases
Almost tied the knot, but they ain’t never made it
Turn on TV, I’m caught in the matrix
Infidelity on every station
Love last for a couple pictures
Days of dating then it’s outdated
And yeah, I used to feel, I used to feel things was real un-
Til I met this woman that I fell for, and she told me get out of my feelings
And now
You look at me like a villain
But really I feel it’s protection
And yeah I be moved by emotions, but I had to change my direction
And you know that we caught up in a whirlwind, when I
Got a girl number and the first thing that she asked me is "Do you got a girlfriend?"
Tell me if this how the world spin?
Tell me if my vision all flawed
You say I run through your mind, but really I feel like it’s a light jog
And some nights you take nights off
So you if you don’t think this shit working out
Want me out of yo head, and out of yo bed
Then I guess it really ain’t worth it now
To call your phone and start blurting now
I guess that I just figured out the reason, the reason why it might not work
Most times we give out our hearts, only thing we get back is hurt..

You Dont Know What Love Is (Produced by Damien Vice)#SCxiamOTHER

#BlackLivesMatter

I seen a picture of some politicians kneeling in a protest
Appreciate the sentiment, but still pander no less
Applauded the reform bill, glad that you introduced it
But why Kente cloth, for a nigga from Houston
They act like solving issues for justice a rubix cube
Video evidence, but still they need time to conclude
Third degree murder prove that they ain’t get the message 
Couple Macy’s broke in for the rest to get arrested
Said them people animals, they was losing they temper
The names of others dead with no answers, don’t you remember?
Said we can’t jog, said we can’t sleep,
Coronavirus, knees on neck, "I can’t breathe!"
But they only wanna focus on the damage and looting
And not acknowledge that’s the only way that y’all will do shit
They respect the dollar so you hit em where it cost em
As I’m writing this Breonna Taylor killers probably golfing

But all they say is "Hold ya head"
Ignore us when we roll in peace
Using flags as a blindfold
Holding on to them old beliefs 
Playing songs in the Key of Life 
But something off when I hear they speech
Playing songs in the Key of Life
Hold my mouth, I'm in disbelief 

Dirty looks as I climb to the 9th floor of of a high rise
A woman that love me lives here, 
It didn’t bother me much, 
But subconscious don’t work the same as a blind eye
And that’s why that moment still there
Can’t convince me that that coexisting don’t work
When the town I was raised in so diverse
Didn’t know what y’all had in store when we left and took our tours
Something in the water, after taste of segregation laws
Oh my lord
Wish I could see things from the other side
Like why it’s so hard for motherfuckers to swallow pride
Acknowledge wrong
Do y’all have a separate religion? OIf that I’m unaware 
That you’ll get cast down to hell if you see my people fair
Do we pray to different gods? 
Your history make you empowered?
Do you feel a sense of strength that we still fighting for ours?
Do you wanna call our bluff? Do you really think we cowards?
Do you want me under dirt to finally give me some flowers? I think back to my younger yearsLike damn...how in the fuck did we end up here, oh man
Turned off ya tv screen, rent due ain’t got no other options
Revolution outside I gotta go to work and clock in 

But all they say is "Hold ya head"
Ignore us when we roll in peace
Using flags as a blindfold
Holding on to them old beliefs 
Playing songs in the Key of Life 
But something off when I hear they speech
Playing songs in the Key of Life
Hold my mouth, I'm in disbelief

Key Of Life (Produced by Dallas Cooper)

Shawty get yo', shit together
Cuz you know it’s, now or never
Don’t waste no time, time, time
Don’t waste no time

Shawty get yo', shit together
Cuz you know it’s, now or never
Don’t waste no time, time, time
Don’t waste no time

I see you watching me, I keep you on your toes
You like the way I flair, the way I strike my pose
But I got some news for you, you can’t be like the rest
I’ve seen them come and go, they only make a mess
Your intuition's crazy, I think it’s running wild
Just 'cause i call you my baby, don’t have to have my child
We can go anywhere you want to go, let’s take it slowly
If you gon' gone correct then show me

Shawty get yo', shit together
Cuz you know it’s, now or never
Don’t waste no time, time, time
Don’t waste no time

Shawty get yo', shit together
Cuz you know it’s, now or never
Don’t waste no time, time, time
Don’t waste no time

Shawty cooler than a inter or a summer breeze
Every body wan' be winners, only some’ll be
Even if she frontin' now I ain’t tripping though
Week later, ass up on her tippy toes, good lawd
Fuck with me girl, I got it all together,
Cashmere sweaters, seats all leather,
Speak it to existence, I’m a fucking fortune teller
Keep talking, only thing I won’t never say is never
Slide on these hoes while I head to the beach
Pastor JidScan, they wanna hear a nigga preach
Fuck with the real, you in bed with a leech
Everything fantastic, ain't nothing out of reach
High value, that’s all you gotta know
Might turn a hoe down like I’m cotton eyed joe
Own car, own crib, own paper
You ain’t tryna make a move, see you later

Shawty get yo', shit together
Cuz you know it’s, now or never
Don’t waste no time, time, time
Don’t waste no time

Shawty get yo', shit together
Cuz you know it’s, now or never
Don’t waste no time, time, time
Don’t waste no time

Get Yourself Together ft. The HELP (Produced by 198o8)

Either I'm playing the post, or I'm doing the most
Got a lot of shit to say, it get stuck in my throat
When I'm giving you quotes, just know I'm devoted
Don't be sweating them folks, they just hate cause they hopeless
I bet on myself, parlays in my message
And walk away from situations i'm less than respected
I take proper precautions, it depend on the vibe
And I can live with myself, got a sense of my pride
I been making these records, I'm just finding my stride
They been feeling my presence, I ain't even arrived
Yes I'm grateful for praise and pats on the back and all
But really making it ain't making it 'til cash involved
Stay away from these people, I can't get that involved
Cause when you do they start to look at you to problem solve
And I don't need your drama, tryna limit my own
I heard my cousin calling, couldn't pick up the phone

It's on me, lately I been dealing with my own low key
But I got a fist full of money, I'm on fire tonight
Finna turn all my worst ways, to my best ways
Turned my worst days, to my best days yeah
Don't know what the future holds...
But I'm on fire tonight

Putting my life on the line, put my thoughts on these beats
Don't ever write a verse in vein, I let all of em bleed
They say some of us blind, I'm thinking all of us see
Some of us buying into that bull, I want all the receipts
Man I'm all for the keeps, keep it 100 getting tired
I listen to these artists and I rarely get inspired
Everything be copied right before they BMI it
They don't even really own it, see nothing to be admired
Wait...
Please don't play no games with my mind
I'ma go and keep my perspective, I can't be compromised
Ugly situations stem from pretty little lies
I keep the glasses on, masking pain in my eyes
Things happen nowadays and we don't be surprised
I ain't even gotta say it, I'm focused on getting mine
I never seen a bitch nigga make history
With that said take time when you mention me

It's on me, lately I been dealing with my own low key
But I got a fist full of money, and I'm on fire tonight
Finna turn all my worst ways, to my best ways
Turned my worst days, to my best days yeah
Don't know what the future holds
But I'm on fire tonight
It's on me, lately I been dealing with my own low key
But I got a fist full of money, and I'm on fire tonight
Finna turn all my worst ways, to my best ways
Turned my worst ways, to my best ways yeah
Don't know what the future holds
But I'm on fire tonight

But I'm on fire tonight
I'm on fire

On Fire Tonight (feat. Ty Jack) (Produced by BeatsCraze)

Eechy geechy ya ya
Smoke it by the pa pa
100, 50's, 20's cop that Benzy for my mama

Every nigga that I know done sold some dope before
Every nigga that I know done lost some hope before
Every nigga that I know done lost they mind before
Every nigga that I know done cross the line before

Waiting 'til the rain stop
How many songs in the stash that you ain't drop
All a sudden all these niggas see reality
And all a sudden all these niggas mad at strategy
I got another one I caught it like a rain drop
Try to sell they do you dirty like a GameStop
And it seem like niggas focus what they ain't got
Put it all on the line like the J's dropped
Til then I'm in in the cut, I'm introspective
In my bag, I tax niggas til they in collections
In the the end it's all just a game of inches
In the clutch, I pep up like indigestion
Indecision led up to instant failures
Ran the race and gave out get them inhalers
Since a infant, trying to get the information
Try to heal, they tryna give us inflammation

Every nigga that I know done sold some dope before
Every nigga that I know done lost some hope before
Every nigga that I know done lost they mind before
Every nigga that I know done cross the line before

That line, that line, that line, that line
You lost your mind, your mind, your mind
So take your time, your time, your time
The time is now, right now, right now, right now
Tell me where your head at
Are you thinking about war? Wanna even the score
Well fuck that, where the bread at
That's all we want and need
In this crazy world, big bank grow off drug and disease
Let me tell you about my life
Lost mama, got the call shit was right
But I, never lost hope, never lost sigh
Cause I knew everything was going to be alright

Every nigga that I know done sold some dope before
Every nigga that I know done lost some hope before
Every nigga that I know done lost they mind before
Every nigga that I know done cross the line before

Eechy geechy ya ya
Smoke it by the pa pa
100, 50's 20's cop that Benzy for my mama

Everyone I Know (feat. Mz Hayes) (Produced by Active By Night)

Please don't try to dim my light
Get you moved like Poltergeist
Wake you up like Folgers Light
When I put these words to mics
Giving you the signal like full stops with the blink in
The way I put this work in, I updated my linked in
Brain over thinking, with dames for kink in
My cup runneth over, don't mind me when I'm drinking
How I get the W, the penthouse stays at W
To give them space to hate me from afar, don't want to trouble you
Nights when I slept in stu and left out when the weather new
Pass up on the revelry, I'm tryna get that revenue
Can't be one they never knew, killin' like I'm Son of Sam
Steady searching for the answers, tryna get the upper hand
Y'all a never understand, at these shows shaking hands
Messages from random mans, turned out you was making fans
A&R's on Instagram, steady tryna run they scams
Question if the people that you fly with wanna see you land
Girls wonder why you ain't romantic any more
Sorry Dorothy we ain't in Kansas anymore
Can't afford to not be speaking candid anymore
Cuz if it ain't the real they can't stand it anymore
Ain't too many kickin' like JidScan
Flows that'll keep em in they place like a kickstand
Dedicated to it nah I ain't tryna switch plans
They sweat the shit I write so much I just got my wrist banned

Put the work in, mapping out the vision
Fruits of the labor, turn my dreams to fruition
Ain't give me a spot, so I made my own position
Ask me what this is, it's commitment, commitment
I been grinding, let's complete the mission
Throw at opposition, they ain't hitting what i'm pitching
Staying out the way, but prepared for collisions
Make no mistake I'm committed

Cash told me what it takes to be on top of this game
Another sad song tryna profit from pain
It's through the mud when they stompin' my name
It's been a minute since I got to chop it up with the gang
Had fun at first look how quickly it changed
Now I'm burning out like a flickering flame
Swear to god I've been addicted to pain
I wish it was a fly on my shoulder I'd flick it away
I
Learned it from my momma work ethic has been perfected
Always kept me and Michael safe and protected
For years on end watchin' all the tears that shed
So now I'm grinding for you til my gears gon bend
I got a long road got some years ahead hopefully when I get there I'm not wish I'm here instead
Lately I feel like the pen has been my dearest friend cause all my peers been Disappearing til I'm popping watch em all appear again
Sorry had to clear my head
Listen to my intuition what my spirit said
I'll prob offend you all before my lyrics end
Searching for the answers why don't you start in the mirror Ben
I go all in when I'm bout to dedicate
Gotta get it now can't sit around can't hesitate
Haters wanna question me I'm about to set it straight
I'll chase this shit until I die couldn't think of a better fate

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