Aaaw dude the high pitched “looks to me youre talkin to that bozo.”🤌🤌😩😩😩

i just stole a portion of your life...how does it feel >:)
here's the beat by Hellamase X Silo: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNpo0pSVITo)

UP LIKE THIS

thx for the listens friends >:)
here's the beat by Silo: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JbReWSucElA)

Dry Hands

Am I the problem? Is it all my fault? What's the point in all of this?

Lyrics:

(VERSE 1):

I can’t even get a phone call from you (I can’t get no phone call!)
This girl said she love me, got me thinking “is it true”? (Like do you love?!)
He said he my brudda, it turn out that he fu! (He so fu!)
Love so complicated, man I don’t know what to do (Don’t know what to do)
Like is it me? Is it you? 
If I lose everything are you gonna stay? (Are you gonna stay?)
If I fall off, are you still my gang? (Are you still my gang?)
It’s late night, now I’m looking at the sky
I’m sitting here, got me wondering “why”?
Set back after set back, why do I try? (No matter what I’m gonna try!)
And the only truth I heard is that everyone lies

(VERSE 2):

My doctor said I wasn’t gonna live to see 13
But I made it to 20, he was shocked, he was in disbelief
Like Chief Keef, had to turn a new leaf, that’s why I can’t even sleep!
I gotta go hard! Gotta go hard and achieve!
They call me “The Real”, you better not sleep!
I’m the one, I do it off my phone!
I’m the one, I do it on my own!
My name Elleonte, I’m going insane, 
Like we not the same, my bars off the brain,
I can’t even explain, popping off like Tim and Moby, 
Stacking it tall like Mobley, ball like Kobe
Woah! I can’t even breathe!
I just want the world all to see—
the prophecy, the love in me!

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Released: September 16th, 2023

Written By: Elleonte
Produced By: JPeezy
Mixed & Mastered By: Elleonte

Is It Me? (Prod. JPeezy).mp3

stand my ground prod. wiseguyy

Lyrics, (wasteland) 

takin the shroomies i fly like a rocket im up on a mission, my brodie got wock and the perc and he mix em , i got the green but its purple and different, call it lu kang that shit just be kickin, we up in the jungle my brothers might stick em, ion got chop but my brother got chop and that choppa gon wet that boy up like we licked em, feel like im gon with the rock the way that i clicked em, choppa gon eat that boy up like skizuku we shit em, holdin the mic man i might need a mitten, think you is strong boy you better be kidding, feel like hisoka the way i be tricking, hop in that pussy that pool boy yeah you know i be dippin, WASTE LAND


smoke so much weed till my eyes like kurapika, 99 , 405 bitch we is mopping ya, came with a luger like 808 mafia, live in a castle it just like slovakia, i got that money that dividen, put em in a blender, i just be mixxing em, bob the builder couldnt fix him, cards up my sleeve when we trick em, just like hisoka, put em in a soup then we sip em, just like a mocha, reset his life just like a roka, you got a wife we stole her, you got a life, we stole bruh, drinkin bud light, am never sober, yeah im on fire but i keep getting colder and colder, dont give a fuck where you from, just like a beat you get hit with the drum, hungry for action so bullets gon fill up his tum, 

 ( b1ng )
 I get you popped like the lolli you watchin
Boi you a dork and built like a bot 
You talkin on what? Sound robo no cop
No you not hot no pompeii
Big bands ghet yo bitch pussy for the antrey
Hit a yes please bitch how you turn the wrong way?
Mark on my neck got me looking like sasuke
Heard she want drugs what you need got it all bae
Substance turn a couple seconds to a long day
Switched up cus she know i do the right thing
She tell me you cute with no iceing
No iss no sweet shit ion be fighting
Thinking he up but a sukka just might dream. 

(wasteland)

how you want beef with a nightmare , bitch steady crying like i wont care, hollup think we got on the wrong ear, hollup sending fire like its new years, hollup dry my eyes aint no new tears, hollup better than most of my peers, up in a party with a mountain of beers, i got a rifle but we is  not hunting for deer,  we hunting for you, we hunting for everybody near,  wolf in sheep clothes , and i got some sheers,  all of you hoes, be changing like meta, left her in blues, didint even right her a letter, bitch im a boss she only gon suck my dick if i let her,   beat up the kitty you might have to call peta, lay that bitch down on a bed like a strecher, talking that shit on the net better hop i dont catch ya, 

smoke so much weed till my eyes like kurapika, 99 , 405 bitch we is mopping ya, came with a luger like 808 mafia, live in a castle it just like slovakia, i got that money that dividen, put em in a blender, i just be mixxing em, bob the builder couldnt fix him, cards up my sleeve when we trick em, just like hisoka, put em in a soup then we sip em, just like a mocha, reset his like just lika roka, you got a wife we stole her, you got a life, we stole bruh, drinkin bud light, am never sober, yeah im on fire but i keep getting colder and colder, dont give a fuck where you from, just like a beat you get hit with the drum, hungry for action so bullets gon fill up his tum, 

ay came with the pounds man i feel like a don, angel of darkness i cannot do wrong, movin some pounds man i  feel like a don bae, eatin that pussy that bitch is the ontrey, got me a bucket feel like im dontai, takin them drugs pass out its a long day, weed, drugs, i got it all, i got your bitch in the back of the stall, where you wanna go bae she said the mall, takin that bitch to the back and she take off her draws, sellin that pack through my locker in the halls, 131 gon dont wanna stall, do em like kite when i take off his arm, countin that cheese man im countin that parm,

HUNTER! FEATURING B1NG

Soulja P ~ Hypebeast !

( prod bagcheck )
Lyrics - 

its just sex not love, ( its just sex not love)  connection builds with every touch,(connection builds with every touch) then we pretended that we never fucked, 
look away from me in the halls, who are you to judge , ive been out of town ive been having fun, addicted to your touch but that was the only time id ever feel that love, ive been tryna move on but its kinda hard to find trust, whole life ive been fucked up goddamn guess its my luck, and ive been tryna find my way back to you but the doors shut, see you walkin past me anxiety feel like im finna throw up, ive been all the way down the only place i can go now is up, See you walkin by, i see all the lies, cant see past your disguise, cant see past them beutiful eyes, doesnt matter how hard i try, you push me to the side

Just Sex

I'm back and better than ever! WE locked in!!!!

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Lyrics:

(INTRO):

Huh, yeah, oh yeah!
Huh, Elleonte!
Huh, oh yeah!
Huh, oh yeah!
Huh, oh yeah!
Huh, oh yeah!

(CHORUS):

Yeah, imma get money
Finna hit a mill before 2033
Manifest, yeah I’m blessed
I put in that work, you can’t take it from me
9-5k, wanna ball like Curry
Gotta Lock in, T up like a referee
Getting green like a secret recipe
Soaking in glory like I’m undersea

(VERSE):

This hard work, I ain’t got no talent
Pretty girl see me, say I’m valid 
I don’t want her, she say she a bad bih
I’m “The Real”, so I keep it a stack yeah
“Elleontezart”, they calling me the modern day Mozart
Got a whole in heart, so that’s why I gotta go so hard!
They expect too much from me
And it bothers me but I like the company
Got me wondering, who else is suffering from their own long journey 
Oh yeah, oh yeah!
Oh yeah, oh yeah!

(CHORUS REPEATED)

———

Released on: March 18th, 2024

Written By: Elleonte
Produced By: Elleonte
Mixed & Mastered By: Elleonte
Cover Art By: Elleonte

Elleontezart! (2033) (Prod. Elleonte)

Fw ittt 

lyrics - 

We did too much talkin, im just tryna fuck, fuck yo ex man get yo money up, villians on my back they keep that 50 tucked, aint no duplicates it just be one of us, 

sorry lil mama if im late 2 tha party, i was fuckin bitches right the second that you called me, all you gotta do is show your loyal then you have me, if you want some love lil mama get on top me, i aint tryna talk im just tryna fuck, fuck yo ex man get yo money up, i got villians on my back they got 50 tucked, aint no duplicates its just one of us, 

Aztec gold no sparrow, call me a don no robert dinero, hands on that ass and where ever that head go, all white snow up my bitch nose snow globe, 

sorry lil mama if im late to the party, i was fuckin bitches right the second that you called me

- villen - 

Cash, i do cups
Sippin on that wock it make me yack make me float
That bitch and her friend bad yeah, i want both
Spent some racks on a few bags and a couple coats
Runnup den u gettin double tapped hit u and ya bro
I said dat i can not fuck wit dat
Oh no, no no no
I made a rack, and i doubled dat,issa 1 witta 0,0,0
If its not facts i can fw dat no no, no no no
I cant look back, no i cant look at dat, oh no, no no no
Ridin round inna 4 door
I been by my lone though
Ny neck and my wrist it be so froze
Thinking bout going solo
Im talking bout shit that you dont know
Idk how long i been alone for
Spitin fye like a dragon komodo 
I feel like the man wit my coat on
You try to get me to react, but i redact that
Riding around inna scat pack
Going to fast you cant catch dat

Runnup on me you gon die you gon get fried, aim at yo snap back
I j keep going w my life, i cant rewind , i cannot back track 

Yo life it come witta price
You cant look me in my eyes
Thats nice
Thats the last time im gon give advice

Dry Hands

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