Cooked (feat. Jacovv)

LA LALA LA!

Beautiful Lies & Ugly Truths! (prod. symelz)

prod. Trxgon
recently feel like they tryna get me
Ion even got no opps tho
still tend to like look over my shoulder 
Ex bitch talk bout like that she miss me
ion wanna hellcat want a bmw
M3 comp while shawty sitting next 2 me
watching old homies go out sad
damn it, why you do me like that
2x
old friends yeah they hating me
see my passing them
I can’t talk like lately I feel irrational
The ones you love be in competition 
you was why my homie like why you keep
yo distance 
I miss all my friends but I heard that they dissin
Let them talk while I run up the digits
u ain’t get shit u a broke ass bum 
put the xanny on my tongue
ima relapse just for fun..
so keep talkin like all that talk we know that it’s just for show
gonna walk it how I talk it
cause I know I’m boutta blow 
talkin hella reckless but u lackin facts
do ur research bro
talkin hella reckless but I know my bro
gon do him dirty bro

over my shoulder

problem (atn)

mistake prod.vanquish

bitch what you want what you say now get the fuck up out my way
i’m having stomach problems tweaking up from all the percocet
i’m taking junkies put them in a circle like a holiday
I’m sipping on the purple not the green cuz what the fuck that’s lame 
but that don’t mean that you cant pour another 4th up in my face
i swerve the car i’m drunk as shit i might just bust up in yo place 
i take my jet and fly it up in to my private island
yeah im fucking on yo bitch i nutted on her eyelid
and this bitch wan talk too much i tell her to be silent
i don’t give a fuck what you heard cuz i know they lying 
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private island

Pull up in the whip, yeah, you know it’s lit,
Designer on my body, take a pic, that’s a hit.
Drugs in the system, feelin' that rush,
All these colors flashin' like it’s a fashion brush.

(Chorus)
Cloud nine vibes, we floatin’ so high,
Never come down, livin’ life, that’s the why.
Fashion on fleek, we don’t ever stall,
In this game of life, yeah, we’ve got it all.

(Verse 2)
Money in my pocket, stackin’ it right,
Drugs in the air, we gon' party all night.
Balenciaga step, you know I’m fresh,
Got my crew with me, we ain’t never stressed.

(Chorus)
Cloud nine vibes, we floatin’ so high,
Never come down, livin’ life, that’s the why.
Fashion on fleek, we don’t ever stall,
In this game of life, yeah, we’ve got it all.

(Bridge)
Every piece I wear, got a story to tell,
In this world of fashion, yeah, we castin’ spells.
Drugs and the style, mix it up real nice,
Livin’ for the moment, you can’t roll the dice.

(Outro)
Catch me in the clouds, where the stars collide,
Fashion and the drugs—this is how we ride.
Cloud nine vibes, let’s take it to the sky,
In this life we livin’, we just got to fly.

problem (atn)

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