When The Street Lights Turn On

CARNIVAL (Prod. Blunt Christ)

-LYRICS-

Im focused
What you aint know bitch
Im in my zone shit
These hoes switch like changin clothes quick
Aint got no motives
The flow sick
Like snow bitch, in which my soul lives
Im froze bitch, what u aint notice
I know you this (x2)

Nigguhs talkin shit
But they aint bout nun
Whole squad turnt up,
If u want get bussin

Bitches on my dick
They dont gimme no lip
Put her ass up, face down low when im fukin 

Im really doin this
Takin flight, gettin head from yo stewardess
You aint up in my rank, boy you new to this

Im superior, its my criteria, time to get rid of ya.   

Tired of love so my heart be on froze
You nigguhs be bitches, you bitches be hoes
Fuck knockin onnit, we kick thru yo door
Air it out, like these maxes
And stomp on the flooo

My brain aint the same since i met mary jane
Mixed the drugs with the alcohol ease all the pain
Fuck it we gone reach the top inna minute 
The sky aint the limit, we aimin for fame

Huh 
im the realest 
Headshot, we gone kill ya huh
Keep it trilla, keep it fukin trilla yuh
214, you know us nigguhs realer yuh
For these hunneds make u bitches switch up (x2)






❄InMyZone//WinterTime❄

TEXAS:

Couple bitches coming from down the block off top getting top notch top, from a friend, 
But her friend, intercept, i regret letting her feeling something sort of with neglect,
So my hand reach between her legs now we all getting involved with.
As they pave the way to the bed, feel a number type ways, get developed in my tense felt head,
I’ma stress-filled young tight hence upset, asking if I really wanna see the next, next up flesh,
Who’s up next plotting on the hit list? Who gon’ text back quick? Who gon’ get back to back with the kid?
If i don’t text back I’ll get back in a minute, desperate deep down they pretending just to kick it
A couple minutes of spitting oh shit, see me slipping in double dipping is only if it hit, real different
from back, back to front, mouth-wide i’ma menace.


LOS ANGELES:

I just wanna rest in the west i feel like it’s aching my presence but how the fuck I’m in the past,
if I’m stuck in the present? Down south southern suffer coastless connection, I’m restless,
but anytime I’m back, still respected. West coast hoes, always putting they back up in it
It only taking a minute till i put it in the south, with a bitch so bad, I’m taking her to the pound,
Young boy from the west, how i end up in her mouth?

Real shit, how that bitch that you cuffing get on my couch? If she moaning gripping my clothing
I guess I’m airing her out bitch i’m ‘bout it thinking it’s ‘bout that time, time to kick out.
The bitch out the crib once i get off she get out.

I’m giving wood she never thought i would, i’m fucking on a thug bitch, different turf, from a different hood, and later with a new bitch, better lick it good. You don’t got to love me shawty thug me like I’m from your hood.

TX TO LA (PROD. ROBBFX & ENVYONGOD)

Wassgood Ft. 7$QUAD

In da rain

Verse 1: 

Look, I kill the flow like this
Fuck your condolences, no time for pity, my heart is too cold for it
Leave me alone, I just need a moment to deal with these nigguhs that think they can flow like this
Shootas be lame, always grippin chrome and shit
Squab it out, see who left standing notorious, my life ain't glorious, but I'm still rolling and copping a 40, my eyes getting low again
See you down under and dwell for enternity, Heat seeking missiles come aim at my poetry
Lyrically you cannot stop me, no physically, Mentally strong like my spiritual energy
Why you pretending G? Find a new recipe
This ain't for you, got no flame when you try to speak, 
Hoes be in sight, if they 10's that's fine with me, this is my life and I just like the finer things
Numero uno, rhymin till the sun up
Get lit with me, lifted like a shuttle
I be the holiest of the OG's, chug a 40 then roll up another quick 20
Real talk, nigguh fuck cops
Nigguhs fake, stay true even without a glock 
If you don't like me why you worried? 
Cause I'll be on top, like yo bitch, she riding on me like she needed cock, real talk nigguh
Fuck it, I'm pulling the strings, ain't no dummy
See them lights then we all dip in a hurry
Rolling with my nigguhs, come and coast with me, I'm skating these streets till that moon light my city 
And stay on yo grind cause that time is tickin,
Emperor Zurg came to gather these victims, trapped behind my bars, 
Rolex and cars, diamonds and gold are the hustle so make it far
Go and get a job bruh, go to school be something more than just a dealer dawg
I'm keeping it real so peep the honesty, you killin nigguhs for a couple dollars G?
Go on make your own, quit bummin around and make a profit, see, 
I'm out this world I never got to see the brighter things
Darkness all around the finer things
I'm just trynna cope with all these acts in life, but now I'm fuckin through with it
Live and learn some other bullshit 

Hook: 

I be alone, thinkin and sipping at night
Little codeine with the Sprite
Pourin up activist, man gotta fight for your rights
Roaming through streets soaring high
Leave me alone, I can do this on my own
Vagabond, ain't got no home
But I got love for my city, it made me the man that I am today, too Trill, I'm zoned, yuh

Verse 2: 

Back to that ignorance you used to hearin
Fuck a bitch, make a hit, kill like a villain
Too many nigguhs corrupted by system, that's why I be careful with who I go chill with
Running the game, not losing no stamina
I am a beast, got the heart of an animal
Kill and attack and beat that I'm handed bruh 
Spittin this fire, like Natsu, a Dragon's son
Get out my sight or I'll roast you, I'm savage
I bring the pain to these ear drums I damage 
This is the truth and you nigguhs can't stand it
I'm bout to blow up, suicide bomber status
King of King's, sitting upon the throne, I'm  the baddest 
Tippy like that Lucy, view the world in different patterns
Catch me and I'm drifting into Lucid worlds, an actor in this place that we all live in
Man somebody had me drafted here, but honestly, not giving a single fuck about a prophecy
I'm sure I'm the only nigguh that can do this shit so flawlessly 
Follow me, into undergrounds, man the gutter 
High classes don't want us, they need nothing from us
Only real nigguhs in my group, no one other
Triple D be my city, shout out to my Brother
Uri, Javier, my boy Isaac and his Mother
Jonathan, Chris, Marco, David, smoke another
My nigguh B, that boy Ivan, stay hunned 
Man y'all helped me out when I had no one other and needed a home, got much love for them nigguhs
I'm bout to get throwed, pour one up for my nigguhs, I'm gone
Too much thoughts on my dome, but I don't face the chrome cause I'll be on top chillin up on the block with a drop top and a glock ready to bust back if some shit start nigguh 

(Hook)

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