genie on my wrist

Sleazy Flow

Murda Flow [prod. MightyMouse🐭]

Lyrics


Everyone must be trippin they all say the same thing

They all got the same scheme,They all on the same team

Say I’m a lil troubled I think I’ve remained king 

I look quite amazing 
My voice got the same ring

So what I over indulge 
Losing the popular votes
Habits that might’ve be gross
Mirrored myself after goats

Feelings dead must’ve been ghosts
Edited in after post
Checking the body for pulse 
Mind might’ve altered results

Did I imagine the shit?
Brain cells I killed don’t forget

Bonds I formed gone in a sec
Hands broke on Patek patech

Scene I leave tragic a mess
Tweets bout as sad as it gets 
Whimpered  bout cooling our jets
Texts filled with sadness regret

Missing lil baby vagine 
Ruled under newest regime

Everyone must be trippin they all say the same thing

They all got the same scheme,They all on the same team

Say I’m a lil troubled I think I’ve remained king 

I look quite amazing 
My voice got the same ring

Bitch I’m perfect,Typa nigga you worship
So what got a lil Burfict

Got a lil temper 
Type heat up in November 
2 time repeat offender

Might black out on a bender
Back out and pass out the splendor 

Spazz out and drift Till December 
Hoping that y’all don’t remember 

Gas light the notion 
Poking and prodding provokin
Crying and blaming the potion
Blonde moment frank ocean

How I’m moving slow motion
Girl I need ya de-votion 
slim chance of pro-motion
time movin we frozen
Til I suffer implosion

INSANITY

cbh` [prod. Ⓑzkt]

Doot Doot (6 7)

[prod. jack cc]
video made by my guy https://soundcloud.com/tf-s - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSLDmmw1WMQ
https://soundcloud.com/tfnasty


NA$TY - millenia

04 love pack. (Prod. Zionkat)

11 r.i.p elephant man (Prod. @Heyimgutty)

Riley N Lamilton (Lunch Break Freestyle)

God Does Like Ugly

bloodshed [prod. sensi]

Revenge Of The Dreamers II

Caged Bird (feat. Omen)

Free Download

Black Josh - Brekky Wine Freestyle (prod Pharoahe Rocher)

floatin [prod chance]

now I recall u snoopin, bystanders said they saw me shootin
to allah u troopin left him the cauldron snoozin, 
the foe we saw and swooped in, go head and call ya troops then,
finessed for all ya loose ends, loser this neuse suits him 
Uzi by my boots cruise caution-less the top chopped its, 
ghost face killas wit mobsters, death is the option, 
na$ty and the sess godly, and I might make a mess probably, 
the human vest so take yo shot wit ease I'm blocking 3s 
born in poverty, shouts to my God father prodigy 
who taught to make sure that I'm mobbin deep, 
I believe you can't respect what you don't understand I over stand 
and stand under ground with mandolin stiffs, 
hand me the clip damagin the men's you with, 
c4 all in the ambulance, damage from the handsome kid, 
then I'm in the Hampton inns, damn my hands is cringed,
I show love but they Wanna shoot me,
I break bread wit niggas but they still wanna come loot me, 
The type of mind to crack cases but the streets subdue me, 
I move discreet but cruelly, so try to creep and you'll meet, you know who
it's been some years yo I don't know where chance wit,
that was my devil now who I'ma dance it, 
pansy I'm slick you at the party with yo chick 
but I got shooters in the bushes shooters in the vent, 
shooters around u one call and click they all gone shoot at you, 
we get live don't care what crew wit u, 
don't give a fuck bout no security we sneak the rugers thru, 
my vengeance beautiful, 
niggas tryin fake like they relate to this im hungry so he ate the clip,
irony all in the case the iron in my case in case them agents trip,
flagrant with this lacin shit with some hatians that's itchin spray some shit
I mack hoes that hold Macs load
Blast em wit the ack fold, ash him in the glass
Act casual to laugh then distract the back tracked foes body bags for cash flow shotty with the mask hoe ask me if I slack no
I been on my castro, that assassins act slow
Little do u know my knowledge infinite 
I roll with infidels who might just riff ya shit
Bitch we suited up in golden blimps n shit
Come and get a glimpse yo this that mase 98
Skate outta state come to recollect my dollars papes
no daps no nah I'm straight
Just don't rip the shit he said, 
kill instantly for the bread,  
rhyme infinitely in till I'm red
RIP to all my dead

mase '98 [prod. chance]

another sleepless night ヅ

“KARMA ANGEL”

devil in the East [prod. chance]

“GOD UH WAR” [prod. somenigga]

BIZARRE LORD

A collection of memories & traumas from my life

01/11/15
216458

genie on my wrist

Kyle Coleman