pressure

My Flight

I, Became

The Vibe (feat. Toniio Terrell)

Something To Prove

Something to Prove

Produced by: @lei
Mixed and engineered by: @lei
Written by: @lei

in japan eating up catfish
i just linked me some bad b*tches
my whole gang made it from rags to riches
my n***a used to serve yo lil cousin a brick
type a n***a serve yo aunty her hit
i got hunnids on hunnids on top of it
these n***as cannot tell me sh*t
at the top posted up wit my big dog
i could tell you how life really get
in the back of the club wit my wrist up
model broad dropping drinks, showing t*ts
ain't 'gon say but you know that i miss her
she did sixteen lines off her t*ts
i just spent sixteen racks on a fit
n***as dropped a dub on that shit, counterfeit
i just spent sixteen racks on a fit
i just spent sixteen racks on em-
i buy what i want, she get what she get
she wearing my clothes like, "yeah this fit"
i lean and step back, i'm off of this tris
my n***as in the field like a pick 6
don't play wit them sticks, you don't shoot sh*t
i go ape on a n***a, no zoo shit
gold wraps on my bands, all blue b*tch

gold wraps on my bands, all blue b*tch
i done gave you the world and you blew it
so many racks, don't know what to do wit it
got the V in sports mode, i been losing it
real codeine, ima pour a deuce in it
yeah, you think it's over
no, just cracked me a seal
yeah, i'm all on her back
i hit from the back, i kill
i cannot lose composure, no
the streets was real
damn, when she giving me brain
i ain't know what to say, i ain't know how to feel

stacking it, stacking it
stacking it, stacking it
im tryna touch me a mill
yeah, real soldier
she coming back to me like i got something i owe her
i - i f*ck that b*tch up until the morning, i-
i - i push up, that make my lil b*tch horny
n***as stay f*cking wit me
i just went 26 like i'm Jordan
she gotta pick up when i call
she cannot ignore it
i took five g's, i been dosing
she like, "n***a, when you get this fly- i ain't notice"

i just linked me some bad b*tches
my whole gang made it from rags to riches
my n***a used to serve yo lil cousin a brick
type a n***a serve yo aunty her hit
i got hunnids on hunnids on top of it
these n***as cannot tell me sh*t
at the top posted up wit my big dog
i could tell you how life really get
in the back of the club wit my wrist up
model broad dropping drinks, showing t*ts
ain't 'gon say but you know that i miss her
she did sixteen lines off her t*ts
i just spent sixteen racks on a fit
n***as dropped a dub on that shit, counterfeit
i just spent sixteen racks on a fit
yeah, you think it's over
no, just cracked me a seal
yeah, i'm all on her back
i hit from the back, i kill
i cannot lose composure, no
the streets was real
damn, when she giving me brain
i ain't know what to say, i ain't know how to feel

(stacking it, stacking it
stacking it, stacking it)
(stacking it, stacking it
stacking it, stacking it)
one time-
model girls across the world
you could be mine, be my girl
i just need codeine and my girl
model girls across the world
this one's for you

Something to Prove

Marco Giovanni

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