Im m3 (prod lawmevis+ Mirice)

sober (ohissmcqueen)

[prod. lucidbeatz]
Lyrics:

can’t even feel my face
20 racks all in my safe
How u gon talk on my gang

I spent a rack on these chains
Drugs ain’t hittin the same
They switchin up for fame

Damn I thought we were bros
We was so fuckin close
How u gon switch for a hoe

U was my twin not lil bro
Lately I’m feelin alone
This perc 10 hittin strong

Baby cmere like what’s wrong
Yo bitch turnt up to my song
Arabic pussy the bomb

I’m so fly, like I caused 9/11
I got ricks, my clothes made of leather
Way too cold, like I need a sweater
Im in a SRT foot on the pedal
We way too up, n my bitch a slut
I got sum wock, I might just throwup

(Stuullofye)

[Repeat]

can’t feel my face. ft stuullo

What I Can (prod. hav0c)

Limit (prod. Artist)

production by @prodmolly_
vocals/mixing/mastering by @vvsmalibu

lyrics
i stay running these bands up, bitch im finna go up
all my diamonds they dance yea, i could never fall in love
i cannot fuck w a treesha, lil bitch must think im dumb
no bitch i aint tryna see ya, where tf that come from?

uh yea, huh i think im stuck in my ways
whatchu sayin dumb lil hoe, no i cannot be replaced
she keeps sayin theres no where to go
what she sayin? like nobody knows
why this bitch always doin the most?
throw it back, she touch her toes
she a thot cant cuff that, no
feel like gwuapo, can't trust these hoes
got a choppa, it aim at ur nose
i get money aint tryna boast
all my sons and they stealin my flow
tryna be me, he copy my clothes
kinda sad, like why that boy clone

you aint ahead of me, bitch u better t up
yea that boy a lame, who he tryna be? yea
feel like 800pts, so high i can't see yea
talk down on the gang, hit w .223s yea
got this hoe, yea u know she bad
can't get too close, too attached
g23, got extended mag
killed ur bro he got put inna pack
took yo bitch, yea u wont get her back
w the gang, we smokin on thrax
jugged that boy, yea he goin out sad
yea lil bro suck, yea he mad

uh yea, huh i think im stuck in my ways
whatchu sayin dumb lil hoe, no i cannot be replaced
she keeps sayin theres no where to go
what she sayin? like nobody knows
why this bitch always doin the most?
throw it back, she touch her toes
she a thot cant cuff that, no
feel like gwuapo, can't trust these hoes
got a choppa, it aim at ur nose
i get money aint tryna boast
all my sons and they stealin my flow
tryna be me, he copy my clothes
kinda sad, like why that boy clone

stuck in my ways (molly)

mine w/ tyfrmda813 [don + ezraa]

no love (sincere7th x Molly)

Written By: @luvtsuto
Mixed and Mastered By: @luvtsuto
Produced By: @RioLeyvas @Twin9s

Lyrics:

touch on my money get hurt
gone think that my money is cursed
you know i been puttin in work
this a louie bag not a purse

they say that im bein to extra
but im just a nigga who care bout his bag
she beg me to come to her crib 
im not on my phone you know that i lag
i whip to her crib in all black vet
cause i know that she fw my swag
told shorty i aint stayin too long
i dont want these niggas to know where im at

dont want em to know where im at
dont want em to know where im at
dont want em to know where im at 
dont want em to know where im at

hop in the whip we hittin habachi
fw me cause i put drip on her body
ex hoe is rich cause she know how to copy
wouldnt be pissed if she didnt jus block me
stay in the crib bitch i sip on biscotti
still off the drugs my vision is choppy
snakes in my hood shit hot like a taki
tearin me down but nothin gone stop me

fresh ass wrist bitch you know that its frozen
ya hoe want dick cause she know that im chosen
i made me a bag it went right to my clothing
fuck bout a dealer just hand me the potion
lightskin bitch yea dat hoe my devotion
i got rich and let go of emotions
so hop out my dm i dont need promotion
half of these pages they dont have no motion

yea uh huh
uh huh
uh huh
uh huh

touch on my money get hurt
gone think that my money is cursed
you know i been puttin in work
this a louie bag not a purse

they say that im bein to extra
but im just a nigga who care bout his bag
she beg me to come to her crib 
im not on my phone you know that i lag
i whip to her crib in all black vet
cause i know that she fw my swag
told shorty i aint stayin too long
i dont want these niggas to know where im at

dont want em to know where im at
dont want em to know where im at
dont want em to know where im at 
dont want em to know where im at

where im at (rio leyva x twin9s)

One of the many songs on my upcoming, entirely independent album, Evolution.
I hope you enjoy!

Mixed / Engineered by - me
Produced by - me
Cover art by - me
Mastered by - me

What I Can (prod. hav0c)

Jah!

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