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@thekgtrax
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Pyrite

glimmer

lemon drop

trompe l’oeil

BROAD DAY

Not Officially Cleared.

The original trompe l'oeil Intro.
Beautiful song Me Lovegravity and Saint worked on.
Original Demo dates back to May 2024 I believe.

MERCEDES. 2005

battle cries

Food for the Soul.
I love you, enjoy.
@n0madagenda

prod by medtover



Baby, bring me four
Say you love me, sure
Brand new bat wing doors
I'm high, finna soar

Me and gang, on the road, where we go, hiking
This hoe down bad, she woah woah, me no likin
Pass me Sprite, don't do drink, yea, me no likin
I'm so high, I can't think, yea, me no likin

Me no likin

Everyone round me a hoe, yea, me no likin
I just smoked, on this dro, and it got me flying
I just looked at my hoe, and it got me sighing

Man I think I'm dying
Everything go to shit, yea, me no likin
Getting what I want n' shit, yea, like a viking
I just Cartier my wrist, yea, it's enticing

Hoe so fresh, she from France, she got swag
I don't know, but I just copped this Undercover bag
It's like you, love me less, why you act like that
No I'm not, at my best, I'm still nice like that

Me no likin
All that shit is old, movin' on, I'm thrivin
Turnin' up this vibe, everytime I'm drivin
I'm high in the sky, and I feel like diving

Me and gang, on the road, where we go, hiking
This hoe down bad, she woah woah, me no likin
Pass me Sprite, don't do drink, yea, me no likin
I'm so high, I can't think, yea, me no likin

Me no likin

Everyone round me a hoe, yea, me no likin
I just smoked, on this dro, and it got me flying
I just looked at my hoe, and it got me sighing

me no likin

Food for the Soul.
I love you, enjoy.
@n0madagenda

prod by medtover + ihyjerry


Got no common sense
My boy popped a zyn
I don't do no trends
I'm not just a friend

I'm not just a friend
She tell me that she hate men
She like, oh Amen
Whole time she a fan
This hoe ex just called her up
They done made amends
Guess I missed my chance
Wasn't in the plans

Japanese selvedge pants
Baby holds my hands
Take us in a trance
Whole time we end up France
Treat me to this dance
I just want this to last
Bae, we movin' fast
This might end in a crash

Baby don't be rash
You know I bust my ass
Spend my day productive
At night light up this grass
I know you put in OT, so you could pass yo class
My bracelets made of white gold, yo shit is made of glass

My plug done upped the tax
I spend time at the Sax
I'm still mixin' these tracks
Food For The Soul, that's fax
Still smokin' Ruby thrax
Shoutout Lucena chat
We turnt up to the max

This shit it got me clamp
I might take her in my camp
Twin YBG like Stan
This hoe takin' up my RAM
Still tryna grow into a man
Hoe call me up, wanna go again
Mixin' it up with different colors, yea
Like baby I'm tryna blend

This the typa shit that start a trend
Write a whole paragraph, I ain't send
That's just cause I'm keepin' it trim
You ain't even see shit thru my lens
Baby I'm up just chiefin' this pen
And the face and body ten
But it got no soul in them

Baby don't be rash
You know I bust my ass
Spend my day productive
At night light up this grass
I know you put in OT, so you could pass yo class
My bracelets made of white gold, yo shit is made of glass

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