Put my life on the line for my homies
Ion wanna see em die
Ride with pipes
Look behind i see lights we gotta hide
Don’t get caught up
Or we won’t ever see the light
(Or we won’t ever see the light)

Been some time
Since i seen them
But they still be on my mind
Yeah i can’t lie
Feel like everyday without them
Heart decomposing inside
But i gotta keep going
I take wins i don’t take ties
Gotta cherish every moment
One day i won’t be alive
(One day i won’t be alive
But i gotta keep going
Cannot swim against the tide)

Yeah you can fight your whole life
But sometimes things don’t ever change
I know i Say this way too much
But really i came a long way
Broke my heart when my dad died
Then i saw beauty in the pain
I used dope it Helped me cope 
But it don’t take the pain away

Put my life on the line for my homies
Ion wanna see em die
Ride with pipes
Look behind i see lights we gotta hide
Don’t get caught up
Or we won’t ever see the light
(Or we won’t ever see the light)

Life on the line

I do not wanna be famous
Wanna be safe wanna have knowledge ya
I just be minding my business
Don’t fw me or i put you in coffin
When i pull up to the party
We get it started we get it poppin
All my killers be heartless 
Can’t nothing stop em
They solving problems
Better watch out for the haters
They always plotting
We gonna drop em
Tryna get under my skin
But it don’t affect
That shit ain’t working
Hop in the whip playing music
Shawty gone loose it
Then she start twerking

Feeling the stress As i Exhale
No one Seems to do it this well
Gettin hotter living in hell
I can’t give up got to prevail

All of the nights that i waited
Still i be hoping my dreams will come true
Hoping that someday we make
All these years wasted i waited on you
Tryna stay out of the drama
We getting money spend it on prada
Feeling like somebody watching 
Am i just tripping or is it my papa
None of you bitches can have me
I’m not your daddy 
you ain’t no mama
Used to be kind of a fuckboy
Then i said nuff’ boy
Gotta stack commas
Why is you rapping bout money
Really you funny
Cuz you got nada
Walk away while you is talking 
Dgaf i told that bitch tata

Always Hated Fame

Just woke up today going my way
Get in my way put you in yo grave
No time to play, my life too great
No time to play, no face no case
Get off your ass boy you a lame
Go get some cash you is not safe
Go buy a strap go cop a drake
Do not come back
Just stay in your lane
Wont tell you twice
Imma set you straight
When i pull out the iron
Cook him like a steak
Product of environment
Never gone change
Life be so tiring 
One day I’ll awake
Keep a small circle
Cause most people flake
I’m not gonna ask
Nah I’m just gonna take
They don’t love me
Love the money i make
That’s fine with me
Give a fuck abt a fake
I rock with the real ones
Stay solid never break
She got lil tits
got a little bit of cake
Don’t bother me
I still love her the same
(I still love her the same)
Y’all be so phony
Just copy and paste
When i get to rappin
I bleed from my veins
Little bit love and a little bit of pain
They don’t wanna feel this
They just in it for the fame
they rappin bout, bitches, money and gangs

Todays the day i forget about the beef
Don’t care what you think
Boy im still gonna preach
He pull up to my shows
Said my Is music weak
Dgnf you just a fan to me
My people be proud of me apparently
If i love you then i call you family
So much going on
Don’t think they understand me
Keep on persevering
Never fall always standing
Smile on my face but I’m not so dandy
Always pull out if i don’t use a plan b
helpin’ me nut my lil shawty so handy
Deep in her cheeks and I’m not talking Sandy
Ex stay mad cuz she fat, like Randy
Stay way from the soda
And stop eating Candy

Glock came with a beam 
Feeling like Tom Clancy
Do what i can
I ain’t tryna live fancy
Spoiled lil bitch
I know he can’t stand me
You is just blind, yah
Really you can’t see
I’m doing me gaf bout what he think
Aim at that boy watch him cry
Watch his heart sink

My Way Prod. confessixn

Believe

dont rush

REC027

23 tracks
31 minutes
Everything Is Perfect Records

written entirely by leo sierra
produced entirely by 12serene
mixed by leo sierra
mastered by 12serene
art by shmunkee

track 14 ft kip c
track 21 ft 32Burden

track 8 coproduced by garçon d'or

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corset

MAD!

Sick fit, sitting in the park 
Hyde, thick leather, knitten all dark
Black fit with clique, 
cig riz sparks grass
fashion, bun holes n hash marks 

Yutes kit battered air max, trademarks 
Nike knit, stunk oudor of the skunk
Shrunk tick socks, cus a couple kiddies like this get dressed real quick and well 

Hope to find a lovely lady for the summer
Calling cats n groping behinds like some shady fucker plumbers
No lucker for most these thirsty motherfuckers 
No moping for the rabbit cus he found a hot girl bummer

Where ever, well, he goes well she goes
Is it over confidence or maybe just his ego 
Cus she knows that he knows
They balancing on tight ropes, no trust or hope

Even

Night outs to flights out to Europe,
With drinks down, light out , sex till the morning 
He’s way away day dreaming of whoring,
Drinks with a random girl cus he quickly finds shit boring 

Everything sound with the light up of a spliff
A couple few pills and white powder lined up to sniff
The elevation of moods separates the tension
So they can lie upon each other without a mention of how

J went from nothing to something 
His soul started corrupting 
A tol, taking to his fall burnt up from combustion
Snaking his lovers for nothing
Bottle of liquor j something

To numb his pain for a minute 
Or get his head fucked up and spinning  

Put his palms on his misses, abusive bruising permissive
Sick n vicious met with kisses, afraid to speak so listens 
Men named, backed a blade , keep her locked up inside, roaming the streets not ready to swallow his pride

jonesy

Jonesy

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