Name: Warm Open(Prod Natez) by Marching Orderz
Duration: 2 min 22 s
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@exp0

Lyrics

I didn’t call it was all in the white room
Couple brothers stand tall cry like a monsoon
Sat in silence I was gone feel the dry wounds
Made me who I am cold man ice goon

I was counting shells selling dope living well
Long live young spell always in hell
Now I cant remember can you mfucking tell?
I’m so tired I could ring the fucking bell

I was off bean seventeen long lost
Now I’m feelin clean dead soul strong thought
Always on sight don’t miss never caught
Don’t move fast don’t fight better not

I didn’t call it was all in the white room
Couple brothers stand tall cry like a monsoon
Sat in silence I was gone feel the dry wounds
Made me who I am cold man ice goon

Moved to the fog spin the lot kind of light
Bitch I’m a dog move fast I bite
I died last night closed eyes headlights
Took yo credit card swipe it on some websites

I was kid growing up in the sticks
Daddy liked it now he gone died like this
Pulled up on the skiff tore his shit then he split
Never came home called the phone then it click

Cali hollow point shit weird like a cross
Caught em by surprise holy shit oh my gosh
Pack it up this a mfuckin wash
Dead broke no joke stuck wrist watch

Went to the funeral didn’t feel real
Look in the mirror what is my appeal
I don’t wanna heal grippin on the fuckin steel
You see my rage black bat mobile

White Room (prod by exp0 x LongDead)

Prod. LongDead

I was seventeen life a dream nothing special 
I was mixing cream swisher sweet like a devil
I don’t fucking care burn is all this a vessel
Back to fucking back get the fuck up on my level

Almost thirty now better bow living light
Still up on the loud not proud don’t fight 
Got my stomach tatted ya long dead life
Sun set lay down no good nights

Cold coke lips warm em up with a kiss 
Sorry for this I don’t ever want to miss
When you feel sick call me up I’m quick
I’ll be home not alone no trick

Family sucks I know inconsiderate 
Work sucks I know make you wanna quit 
It doesn’t have to be filled with conflict
I know it’s hard better days tongue flick 

I was seventeen life a dream nothing special 
I was mixing cream swisher sweet like a devil
I don’t fucking care burn is all this a vessel
Back to fucking back get the fuck up on my level

Almost thirty now better bow living light
Still up on the loud not proud don’t fight 
Got my stomach tatted ya long dead life
Sun set lay down no good nights

I’m about my shawty long bridge to hayward
Love a swisher sweet cream or no flavor
My baby girl keep it close not wayward
Hand over mouth don’t think they heard

She don’t gotta drive keep the 40 by my side 
Short lived life workin hard to provide
Smile when she cry it happens all the time
Even when I die I’ll be back just like the tide

Swisher Sweet

Prod by LongDead
Lyrics
I was sippin coffee out side ya house
Waiting for you better come out
Lil .22 quiet like a mouse 
Pig ass bitch shot him in the snout

Black mask lights flash cold on the ground
It don’t matter if you ever get found another round
Better get down I’m lookin for a pound
SuperSonics shells, don’t make a fuckin sound

I was under frat houses riding on a horse
Stealing all they food scratching up they Porsche 
I was playin with my nose lighting up a port
Life distort flip dope transport

What’s up dawg I was dead last week
Life been a slog I been feelin like a creep
All I do is sleep not a peep you a freak
Buried him deep sad life we weep



Roll you up you a bitch I’ll smoke you
Got new piece no switch I don’t know you
Look into my eyes your demise I control you
Sorry for lies keep it straight like I told you.

Smokin black n milds yo bitch look like child
I been walkin for a mile wit it pouring out my smile
I been scrubbing blood up from on the mfuckin tiles
Put em on the pile life feel kind of wild

Oh my god I been bustin my ass
Work a nine to five I can count my brass
Put it in the bank never stack no cash
I been breaking bones sort it out turn to ash

I was flipping it on my shit like casino
I was smokin dope always hit like a free throw
Don’t make me mad I shoot like it’s kino 
Make u feel bad whippin in the el Camino



What’s up dawg I was dead last week
Life been a slog I been feelin like a creep
All I do is sleep not a peep you a freak
Buried him deep sad life we weep

I was flipping it on my shit like casino
I was smokin dope always hit like a free throw
Don’t make me mad I shoot like it’s kino 
Make u feel bad whippin in the el Camino

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Warm Open(Prod Natez)

love me

Ride (Remix)

Ride (feat. Do or Die)

gotta watch out for my mother get a watch with all that glitters, come in clutters, different colors, Ben A Baller, Benford, Butler's, Chauffeur's, hit a stain-er, did I stutter

shimmering (wave)

strawberry ammunition

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I used to be cool, I ain't cool no more,
I ain't really tryna be used no more,
I ain't really tryna be your friend,
I ain't tryna play pretend
I ain't tryna do the shit that I did last year.
And this past year.

People don't really give a fuck about you.
When things fall through, fake friends do to.
See me by myself so ain't nothin new.

I'm still wakin up so ain't shit changed
I'm still keepin up, movin' at my own pace
I've been drippin vodka in my snapple lately,
I've been sittin back relaxin lately,

So I'm still hopin that you fuckin hate me,
And If you wanna fuckin verse then pay me.
I'ma do this shit right my way,
Keep the hypebeasts away from my lane,

I ain't cool, I don't wanna be,
if you're a wanna be, stay away from me
You ain't shit to me, You a bitch to me,
Flexin physically, empty mentally.

I'm emotional, I don't show it though.
I'm not depressed, I press down emotions,
I ain't sad, I'm just not happy,
I ain't mad, I'm still relaxin.

Warm Open(Prod Natez)

Marching Orderz

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