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REC034.WAV

said ima has been foo but at least she had me
wasn’t you on top won’t stop ass hoe last week tryna trap me?
look me in the eye
9 HBP triple c’s had me felling fine 
it’s the 10th one that made me go blind 
praying to the sky
10 more labeled as a suicide
mix the pils had my liver fried
but this white tee fresh no stain on me
my clique all goons no stains with me
all I hang with g’s
like my homies king
homies c
backwood blowing can’t see the street 
at a young age man i knew this shi was a cold game
free dog cage 

but these gucci links MF so don’t you test me hoe
you wouldn’t even buy what you selling 
but get yo business bro
I ain’t got no work but lick this residue
I got my bitch out that huh
I ain’t finna let her lose
she said i fucked a couple foos but nobody like you
and you know me i wouldn’t give these hoe my right shoe
these Calvin draws she so used to that fruit a loom
condom bulletproof im a no risk no play foo

change in weather change in business
change yo clothes good riddance
20 plus my sentence
praise God cuz he with us
how the church want us dead?
dropping bread on they head
let the sins wash away
come back a better day
Lord knows i won’t change
never ever false claim
wearing this cross feeling lost 
blood in the leaves i was thought
justifying your hate 
its God’s will made me stab those lames 
the most high is so great
spare a dollar and some change 
you think preacher eating steak?
father living up state
if paying hoes is sins
then strike lightning on that trick (bitch)
if we all God’s children dawg
then don’t blame me for taking care of your kid God

#TheyKilledJesus

bars by DIABLOS HEADACHE

beat by MARCUSRAUDEL

peace (with DIABLO)

last is last, first is first 
Ain’t no appeal I was looking for perks 
I ain’t w the chatting 
tryna get rid of the niggas that heard
riding in, u think it’s church 
I’m in the city, u still in the vert 

I think it’s pretty, the scene was a blur 
think y’all wrote me off, really I was averse 
play w the honey u finna get burnt 
pull out the biscuit & sinning u first 
u ain’t All City, u enemy
her & all her friends was the remedy 
But we not into the regular fantasy 
you like a clone how the fuck is it vanity? 
can’t see myself when I look in the mirror 
fear interference if you’re finna veer
don’t leer in it, period  
livin like that but it wasn’t my area
fair in all war but you really a carrier 
Blocking the ground work, we gotta bury her
don’t be around long to get weary tho
tearing these pounds off, just wear it out
fit it in, very scary, taking carry out 
sparing the berry Mary for the Marriott 

call me to get the message, u a parody 
government taxing niggas, it’s austerity 
I need a couple bitches for variety 
I need a down bitch for the verity 

you can’t unsee the shit cuz u aware of me 
call me to get the message, u a parody 
I need a couple bitches for variety 
I need a down bitch for the verity 

last is last, first is first 
Ain’t no appeal I was looking for perks 
I ain’t w the chatting 
tryna get rid of the niggas that heard
riding in, u think it’s church 
I’m in the city, u still in the vert 
Jordan lap, it’s not my first 
I’m finna pop in this shit fore it burn x2

#LV #702 #AllCity

vert (with shane)

Miss me w old goofy aesthetic 
It’s not on me it’s in me, it’s diagetic 
if she know what it is, then it’s not a friendship
take a new L, it might be a blessing 
killed so much time, I gotta confess it 
I’m bored w the puff, give me the resin
I bought her the Issey just to undress it 
beef in the street, u should address it 
chop it w gang u not elected 
you ain’t fuck w all city, show u the exit 
pray for the cops if I get arrested 
I don’t make promises, made exceptions 

I don’t like to dance, but baby ima let him cook 
I’m just tryna balance everything that’s in my cup
it ain’t room for 2 of us 
you know it 
so just don’t talk back 
I can get u in, don’t gotta sneak 
you know it’s good 
Automated gate, now do this shit look like the hood?
but don’t make no mistakes, he got the laser baby don’t talk back 

keep yo hand off my new vestments
My slacks pleated, I ain’t begging 
9-11, stop snitching u a veteran  
I’m a leg up, u still tryna get a leg in
try them leggings 
I’m a newbie but yo best friend’s brand new best friend 
That’s the case by a technic 
girl don’t stress it 
I’m over credit, need a ledger 
they hated, couldn’t cop the bred 11s now I’m fresher 

I don’t like to dance, but baby ima let him cook 
I’m just tryna balance everything that’s in my cup
it ain’t room for 2 of us 
you know it 
so just don’t talk back 
I can get u in, don’t gotta sneak 
you know it’s good 
Automated gate, now do this shit look like the hood?
but don’t make no mistakes, he got the laser baby don’t talk back 

#LV #702 #AllCity

talk back (w shane)

shane 

Been so obsessed w vogue 
I need the stage 
misread and ran away 
No 2nd plan
a dissident to ceiling fan tho 
finna big up ya mans 
don’t ditto 
never learned to take compliments 
won’t advise compartmenting 
but don’t only want one basket  
black Calvin’s 
n these size 32s, I’m not sagging 
I’m tryna get so rich that I’ll need two caskets 
bury me then give my mom a fraction 
I’m relaxed but not surprised when they attack
brought the drac, then hit ‘em back to back 

the fronting was a style, I can’t lie 
I did it for a while 
don’t pour me a drink I’m still a child 
u worried bout pronouns but you too caught up in vowels 
I owe you courtesy 
you should take some E for a smile 
been breaching thru crowds 
eventually you ain’t gotta browse 
you know what’s out there 
And you know I’m here 
this gon sound weird but if the engine stop, you can still steer 
I’m over them comparisons 
I don’t have any peers

Margiela all gender Pendleton denim 
my wishlist like a vendetta against kids lacking the pressure
this for you if you miss the effort   
baby call me just to sweat me 
I bought her nylon sweaters 
can you stand the rain, whatever
we on a pace that make my age look wiser 
my baby face dysmorphic and a bad timer 
been broke so long the money can’t find him 
please hook me w the foos that’s cash lining 
I want the Beamer but I’ll take the pathfinder 
one shoutout and see me chart climbing 
picked the soul apart to get a new footing 
start rhyming, stop lying 
Gun shots, parts flying, j dilla, don’t cry 
Lately I been up all night then sleep by sunrise 
I wish I could care about the outcome, but I need dollar signs 

new alignment, the whip not foreign just back from out of town 
new crimes, bank still poor, but see the horizon 
is he sure? 
or is he a pilot who started with way more?
could maybe find it 
bump the new lines, it take you for a tour 
taking mines 
the dailies was blurring 
still had to shoot the shot 
And stay on course 
you knew he had passion 
but need payments to find it 

feel like days running from me 
case in point
I ain’t choose the night I didn’t have choice
money talks
I look like borderline when that invoice hit
let’s take a walk
Will I make it? 
Why even ask? I hate when people spoil the plot



micah

I caught the whole canon 
Every Easter egg 
Every plot that they abandoned 
I Crash landed 
Empty handed 
My teeth slanted 
Stranded 
A thousand miles from where it was handed 
Smile kid ur on candids 
Paint a picture
Tile floor with the file cabinets 
A thousand wavs on a Sandisk 
Antics
Hand and fist 
Crazy cash deposit still couldn’t pack it in 
That’s a twist 
 Timmy turner lost my emotions over a bad wish 
Look what I do for a bad bitch 
She kno She had me at splits 
That boy a Masochist 
Loud look like amethyst 
Ash a spliff on the abacus

will i make it? (w shane & micah)

No Matter What Happens…(w DIABLO)

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