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(Prod.By NOXYGEN x Nikco Suavvaye)

Lyrics:
$uavvaye from the west side 

End up on the floor trying to test mine 

California niggas wrong hat they going end life 

Sipping on the cup at the red light  

Serve you with the papers now your hoe mine 

Trying to get some more shine 

I don’t borrow chains these are all mine

Ask the last nigga broke his face trying steal mine 

Pop  a couple meds like it’s heal time

But it’s really steel time

hope you stay the same when it’s real time

Verse:

Coming with that bullshit  leave your ass tooth less

Kick in the  door click clack where the loot is 

Tie his ass up bag it up get to moving

Lil homie crazy bitch scream he get to shooting

My crazy life man this shit like the movies

Want to last long get some power don’t abuse it 

Bitch FaceTime said I left her pussey bruise 

Like to taste the pill bite down get to chewing

Fresh white t wear it once won’t reuse it 

Seen the biggest dealer on the block start using

Remember after school grown niggas tried to shoot me 

But I ain’t even tripping cause they ended up losing 

I don’t  give a fuck what it takes I ain’t losing 

Niggas talk about it but they never get to moving 

never tell another soul everything I’m doing 

Ain’t no competition on the track I’m cruising Nigga

Killa Kali

Copyright © All Rights Reserved.2022
(Prod.By JustBen Beats x Nikco Suavvaye )

Lyrics:

Infatuated by the blue strips 

And steel when it clicks

The type of shit you snatch a soul and leave his body with stench

If rent is do niggas baggin in your crib like the grinch 

A butter knife and 2 minutes bet you I’ll get us in 

I made her head drop when she saw me rip off the bands

I punched his snot box niggas know I’m good with these hands  

I am feeling way behind but in their eyes I’m way to advanced 

Our down is different don’t get twisted we can still pull-out bands



Verse:

Oh, You a rapper now tell me is there truth in your pen 

Oh, you gangsta now tell me ever jumped out that van

The type of shit they catch you with a barrel you hope that it jam 

Trust the process got to learn to do what they can’t 

Don’t like no nonsense 

before you speak it does it make cents 

How much blood does he hold? 

Trying to make his clothes drenched 

Huhh 

When you Fed up it turn you crook like a wrench 

That type of shit you know you got value, but life got you bent 





Verse2:

Ain’t trying to line shoulders leave their ass glued to the bleachers 

Was young and wild spitting game trying to crack me a teacher

A born leader with precious metals that I lay on my t shirt 

I humble bitches walking pass like a nigga don’t see her 

You can’t afford it make your mind up don’t let it do teeters 

Just know that one step you make might pull you in deeper

You can learn from what I speak out your speakers 

Like religion the mission got them all converting believers 

Life of a dreamer

Trust The Process

Suicidal Thoughts in the Back of the Cadillac, Pt. 3

THE CATS CRYING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW SOUND LIKE THE END OF THE WORLD

BABY GLOCK (BLOKKA $OLO x CHYNNA MANE)

Supah Ignant

SUPAH IGNANT (Official Video on YouTube)

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(HOOK)
LAY LOW
LAY LOW
I BEEN DUCKING WHERE YOU CANT GO
CANT GO
PULL UP FLEXING WITH THE LAY LOW
LAY LOW
LEAVE YOU BOYS WITH ALL THEM HALOS
HALOS
I DONT FEEL NO PAIN THO

LAY LOW
LAY LOW
I AINT WORRIED BOUT A THING THO
THEY KNOW
ONLY WORRY BOUT MY BANKROLL
BANKROLL
DO A LOT THAT I DONT SAY THO
AYO
HOTTER THAN SOME FUEGO
LAY LOW
TIGHT HOLD GOT ME GRIPPING ON THE LIGHT POLE
LIGHTS LOW
CATCH YOU SLIPPING IN THE NIGHT HOE
NIGHT HOE
IMA RIP IT ON SIGHT THO
LIGHT BLOW
IMA GET YOU RIGHT HOE
LAY LOW
LIGHTS LOW
SHE GON FUCK ME FOR THE LIKES THO
LIKE HOE
YOU AINT GOT SHIT THAT I LIKE THO
I KNOW THAT THE DRUGS DONT GET ME RIGHT THO
SLIGHT HOLD
FALLING OFF THE TIGHT ROPE

(HOOK)

LAY LOW
LAY LOW
I AINT GOT SHIT LEFT TO SAY THO
SAY HOE
GET THE FUCK FROM OUT MY FACE THO
FACE HOE
SIP MY DRIP UP IN THE FAYGO
AYO
HOTTER THAN A FLAME THO
LAY LOW
TIGHT ROLL
GOT MY FUCKING MONEY RIGHT HOE
RIGHT HOE
IMA HOLD IT DOWN FOR LIFE THO
LIFE THO
IN THE STREETS WITH ALL THE STRIPES THO
I GO
WHEREVER I LIKE THO
LAY LOW
THEY GON MOVE IT WHEN I SAY SO
SAY SO
TAKE MY LIFE WITHOUT NO PAIN THO
PAIN THO
IF ITS YOURS THEN IMA TAKE YOURS TAKE YOURS
TAKE YOURS
I DONT WANNA WAIT THO
LAY LOW


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