

I been in the cut

I been counting Doves

All I want is love

Gimmie all ya love


I been moving smooove

Smoking up the boof

All I want is love

Missing all ya love



Put the heat on high

Put the heat on hurt


Got the beam on eye

Got the beam on shirt


Got the heat on high

Can't freeze my work


Imma work all night

Imma work all night


Imma work all night

Imma work all night

Imma work all night

Imma work all night


Finna work all night

Finna work alright

Imma work all night

Imma work all night


Ok


Clout!

Top 
in the ends

On the ball

No defense


We might talk

We might text

We might work

But
I won't spend


My attention

Cuz you know that's all I got

She my best friend

Don't you know I got a lock


Don't pretend tend

Cuz you know that sticky pop


It might pop 

Off on you

In the game

Got the flu


I still win

Never lose

Got a friend

Gimmie two 

x2

Ouuu



I been in the cut

I been counting Doves

All I want is love

Gimmie all ya love


I been moving smooove

Smoking up the boof

All I want is love

Missing all ya love




Put the heat on high

Put the heat on hurt


Got the beam on eye

Got the beam on shirt


Got the heat on high

Can't freeze my work


Imma work all night

Imma work all night


Imma work all night

Imma work all night

Imma work all night

Imma work all night


Finna work all night

Finna work alright

Imma work all night

Imma work all night


Ok



WorkAllNight

MANSION MUSIK

KNIGHT CRAWLER

Little kidda lad i'm bitter and im twisted

PROD 8T33N

Little Kidda

Prod. wraith9

[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals,
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah, these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her 

Louis V Sandals,
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah, these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her

[EsDeeKid] 
In a Kush coma, EsDeeKid fried I'm a fuckin' stoner 
Got a bottle full of tris kid, I'm never sober 
I don't push no shit lad I fuckin' told ya 
Never had an older 
I was doing day trips to the dam, wait damn 
Got a bally on me face, and I'm rockin' ray bans 
Wait man 
I don't fuck with no snakes, fake man 
Keep a stack up on me lap, got 20 in the waistband 

[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her 

Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her 

[Rico Ace]
I’m seeing mink on mink,
Catch him doubling the fur
Put my chain under the sink 
Cuz' i’m doubling the brrrr
Pussy pink, it’s on the brink 
Hit the tap and make her squirt 
Put a snake under the ground 
It’s like i’m doubling the dirt 

She fuckin' wit my raps 
I'm sounding very different 
Swallowing these tabs, big belly with it 
Two stepping in her loubs'
God damn, lelly kelly wid it

[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her 

Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous 
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans 
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her

LV Sandals

Prod Wraith9

[EsDeeKid]
Blacked out like a phantom,
Me phone keeps having a tantrum,
Emo boy, I got the party lit,
This song your national anthem.

Fuck gold, I want platinum,
Me bros sipping on Magnums,
Got girls flocking all over,
‘Cause I’m young, lit, and handsome.

If he talks shit, then I’ll bang him,
You’re banned out of the mansion,
You’ve never got no motion, lad,
You’ve never got no action.

Bitch, I’m all about me passion,
Music, money, and fashion,
Drugs and girls come later,
In the end, it’s all distraction

[Rico Ace]
My girl’s on my back like, “Why you smoke for?”
Hypocrite, stress turned her to a coke whore.
Kate Moss fame, man, my bitches need their own tour,
She jealous of the fiends like, “Why you always on the phone for?”

Been about bands, now they call me the strangest,
If it ain’t P’s, I ain’t ready to talk.
Little man’s been the wrong name for the kid,
He’s the biggest green man since Incredible Hulk.

Purple Runtz, man’s getting it bulk,
All of my haters getting them sulk.
Bad bitch wanna get in the clique,
Wanna hit of the za, she ain’t getting no smoke.

[EsDeeKid]
Blacked out like a phantom,
Me phone keeps having a tantrum,
Emo boy, I got the party lit,
This song your national anthem.

Fuck gold, I want platinum,
Me bros sipping on Magnums,
Got girls flocking all over,
‘Cause I’m young, lit, and handsome.

If he talks shit, then I’ll bang him,
You’re banned out of the mansion,
You’ve never got no motion, lad,
You’ve never got no action.

Bitch, I’m all about me passion,
Music, money, and fashion,
Drugs and girls come later,
In the end, it’s all distraction

Phantom

Rebel

Prague

Mist

american baddie - sayso

Century.m4a

Neon Pulse

Luv.Theory is a Canadian-born producer and multi-instrumentalist who sits at the high-voltage intersection of heritage and technology. Raised in the sprawling urban landscapes of Canada with deep-rooted South Asian ancestry, their music reflects a dual identity: one foot in the rich, melodic traditions of the past, and the other firmly planted in a neon-soaked, cyberpunk future.

Luv.Theory creates a sonic world where synthetic heartbeats collide with human emotion. The sound is characterized by cinematic atmosphere, aggressive low-end, and a relentless rhythmic drive that mirrors the chaotic energy of a modern metropolis.

With a vibe that is as decadent as the production, Luv.Theory embodies the modern experience—displaced from the old world, but building a vibrant, digital one in its place. They aren't just making tracks; they are scoring the late-night internal monologues of a generation living at the speed of light.

Neon Pulse

Luv.Theory

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