CANNOT RELATE

On Da Block-Ft Spider Loc (pro

Lite drop, distribution. Told you, again.

Treasure (Prod. By BallerMusic)

Long Live Lane Riley Garside, and Dalton Leland Autrey.. Gone but never forgotten..

Sharks

Sharks (Prod. By 2.Step and CRISSCROSSMGMNT)

Don't Entertain

Written by: Marcus Tompkins
Lyrics:

Seen you on the gram it kinda fucked me up
Im just hoping when you smilin’ you dont fake the funk
I remember what you said about our baby once
Im kinda salty, 
I definitely see bro’s in love, 
Im just acting like an ass but you deserve the warmth
Still remember what i said but wont repeat it once.
I was reckless, never trusted if you fucked with me
Solo in this chevy with the voices plenty
Reminiscent of the days when you was fuckin with me
Missin’ nights you’d hit my line, “i need you, come and get me”
Rated X on the text, your mom aint fucking me

Im sorry if i ever made you felt less
I Wouldn’t change, you just cared so it made you stress
Doin’ wrong until im with you and we havin’ sex
…Still wrong because im gone again
If you feel it /if you felt it /hope you good for life
I survived, i still love you 
im still getting mines/Never trust a bitch, and keep a clip, someday ill slow the ride/I dont think ill ever..
find a girl that is only mine
RX for my pain find my heart in a xan and a pint
But you can always call my line no matter what

Chorus:

I just dont know how to tell you when we talk i need you a round
I can’t see who’s there for me its cold except when your reaching out
I may not say much inside my head, right then im screaming so loud
I been high so long so hurt afraid of all the pain on the ground
Selfish can i ask you be my strength when i show weakness im down
Ive been left alone so long the rain’s the only comfort around
I been tryna heal but i cant find my heart its lost in the ground
I cant stand to see you find yourself cause as im lost you were found

I cant look you in your eyes
I know im doing wrong
Know you been waiting
know what time it is
its getting long
..But My love for you is growing cause your hanging on
if you bounce i understand you’ll always be my dawg
Admiring your strength in shouldering my flaws
But if it counts for shit i hope you know you got my heart and healed even if in part 
Shined a light in all my dark
Every time i cried, you wiped my eyes and put the pieces back together as they fell apart
You know im a shooter, cause of you i started hitting’ stars
Plenty times i played you in your face, for us hit restart
Confused if love me or you really lost..
I wanna buy you what you want, she said how much you cost? 
Fuck the titles, someone wife you ill still be involved
..Still wrestle with my pride
Ill ride for you forever 
No matter what i know wassup
 i wanna be better/Losing poruca made me write my grandma those letters
I cry at night in regret!
I wanted to be father
I never thought that time would make me want a son or a daughter
i miss lane, Dalton, gaby, uncle keith; all’em
I smile a lot 
dont wanna be defined by my problems 
if i die before i execute my plan i never faked it at all, i did it all for my dawg

THE G R O U N D

THE G R O U N D (Prod. By: SSTOKESS)

Over Critical

2ND SINGLE OFF ALLEN GUN'S UPCOMING ALBUM

Produced By: Allen Gun, DJ Lucas D
Written By: Allen Gun
Engineer: DJ Lucas D
Cover Art: Allen Gun
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LYRICS:
As soon as the night start
I'm stomping off to the Kwik Mart
40 on my mind and I'm fiening to get drunk
Where my homies at I'm calling up Short Fuze
He got the bud I got the brew we finna see what we can get in to
Saguaro Mob is the only clique
That get faded out the ass and still be banging out hits
Them other busters ain't shit all they do is talk
While i'm walking the walk up to they face sock em in the jaw
DTV hit my line we got a party 
So i'm rolling four deep in the Saturn with my buddies
To the Southside in the function getting blunted
Where the shawties be stuntin 
And playa hatas steady frontin
It's the same old thing all these lames in my face
Talking bout Allen Gun let me get a feature on your next tape
I'm like hella nah homie you another mid
And if it ain't with the Mob I can't fuck with it
All of a sudden I hear fighting in the kitchen
It's two drunk ass hoes typical AZ bitches
They gotta fuck up the vibe
The situation got dire
When the strap came out was in the middle of the crossfire
Running and screaming I'm shoving hoes steady bobbing and weaving
Three hundred people out the house in a matter of minutes
The cops is coming and I'm running as fast as I can
40 almost empty time for another plan
I'm back in the whip but the homies is gone
Got separated in the confusion of what's going on
I'm finna bounce now back into my town
UPT Chandler AZ home of the G's
Mothafucka

© Cult Of The Void Records
℗ East Valley Entertainment

40oz [PROD. ALLEN GUN & DJ LUCAS D]

Lyrics:

sw.Ki: 

Cant seem to give it up
Its not coincidental..
Every time you test
Flow water with heavy metals
Sockin’ lames in they mental
Rocking out w the kinfolks
Prerogative is get dough 
Beatin shit like im diplo
Often bleed the section, or poppin up in yo ghetto
Dont pop it, or get popped
Stay poppin on instrumentals
Stop acting like its a problem
If you start it
Ima pull up jason martin
(Like whaat?)
Yall dont hear me doe
People know we rap and get physical 
Hand to hand a bitch like bad grams its just give and go
Fucking where i been, better witness where im finna go
Me and kiem 8 and 23
Like 184
Southwest, to the 43s
Tell em free the Bros
Put the snitches back in gen pop because they cracked the code
Anywhere you get in for the homies gotta crack the door
Screamin’ fuck 12 i give a fuck because them crackers dont
Grew up passin’ licks, only suckers never passin hoes

Hook:

Ima show em how to MOVE
Bounce out, onna slide
Heard them in they songs but we dont see ‘em outside
Im confused? Where the fuck? What it do?
Tell ‘em kids go in the house, the streets was made for you to lose
You dont shoot, play safe or make the news
Hog tie a snitch, bacon strip a nigga switchin’ sides
Gettin to it every time
Steppin’ ima let it fly
Pull up with the hose, 
slip and slide, through your livin’ room

Bridge:

Fuck lames
Get paid
Like it aint no other way
I wont blame another nigga if im dyin’ like a lame
Fuck hoes get paid, keep grindin’ every day
Pray to God and keep a pistol if its grimy where you stay

Bitch we really slap niggas,
Fuck rap, i could give a fuck
Every song im on im finna tell em 19-dub
K/56 ill pop this ten or you gon give it up
Sit and catch you slippin coming out, ima be coming up
Smack you ‘front’yo baby momma strip him to his dun dun duns
dolo but my young’n wit me rockin’ like we run a club

43Kiem..

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“Found Your Love” is all about that intense, almost obsessive kind of love where you feel like you’re the only one who truly understands and completes the other person. The lyrics express deep passion and confidence in the relationship, with a sense of possession, like no one else could ever compare. There’s a mix of devotion and defiance, as if saying, “Good luck finding someone better than me.”

It captures that feeling of being so deeply in love that you hold onto the person tightly, almost daring them to try and replace you. The song could have a mix of vulnerability and strength, vulnerability in the fear of losing them, but strength in knowing how much you bring to the relationship.

-Mai

Found Your Love

False Perception

Welcome to South West Sick and Vicious Music Syndicate — da mf label…

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