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All I Ask

Highway

Diamonds On My Chest

Shooting Stars

ARMATEC

Diamonds On My Chest (Directors Cut)

Prod by Mano
THE REAL WILL RIDE TO THIS ONE....

ØVERTIME (Ft Lockrowdaay)

"War Øf The Røses"
Production/ Mix By Mano
Cover art by Artofdarknessxx & Robin Bella
LBR/ LØ$T BØ¥Z Records
  

Lyrics: 
"Yeah they thought that I lost it, (Lost it)
But I'm gone count these hundreds, Yeah
Yeah they thought that I lost it, (Lost it)
But I'm gone count these hundreds, Yeah
I'm tired yeah these rookies fake, (Ah)
I've been up smoking Mary Jane, (What)
I've been rising up paper plane
Link youse another broken chain
Yeah I'm known to have expensive plates (Play)
Puff Exotic straight up in your face

Flirting with your dinner date
Bars bitch I cracked the safe
Digi bet your traffic late
Delos sippin' by the crate
All these talkas crastinate (Nae-Nae)
While I'm crafting up a different taste
Knockin out a Andrew Tate (Tate-Tate)
Puffing on that Birthday cake
Suckas tryna take my flame
While I'm whipping up that
Shake n bake

Yeah they thought that I lost it
But I'm gone count these hundreds
Yeah they thought that I lost it
But I'm gone count these hundreds, yeah
I'm tired yeah these rookies fake
I've been up smoking Mary Jane
I've been rising up paper plane
Link youse another broken chain
Yeah I'm known to have expensive plates
Puff Exotic straight up in your face"

Seek Nøt The Destinatiøn, I’m Already Parsecs Ahead The Øppøsitiøn

"War Øf The Røses"
Production/Mix/Sample By Mano
Cover art by Artofdarknessxx & Robin Bella
LBR/ LØ$T BØ¥Z Records
 

Lyrics:

"Bout time, Bout time, Bout time
I've been going
Let me catch you outside
I've been running all day bout mine
Outside let me get it
Outside In a civic
Outside we been living

Bout time, Bout time, Bout time
I've been going
Let me catch you outside
I've been running all day bout mine
Outside let me get it
Outside In a civic
Outside we been living

Main chick she a master piece
I've been rustic
While I'm bustin' cheeks
Packing leaf's
Sipping till I'm in the sheets
Need a piece
Count monopoly
Magnifique when I'm rollin'
Sailing up stars like a ocean
Baby kept me posted
Know I lose focus
But I keep it scrolling
Lights in the Milky Way
I'm feeling like I'm golden
Mic camera action
Cuz they know Devy Chosen
Keep da haters frozen
While I keep it toasting
Going through the pressure
Cuz the these diamond cost the most
And this sauce up in the blunt
Got me tapping out like gold fish
Mikey from the coast
I've been wildn at my shows
All these ladies from the city
They be acting up the most
239 GTA, yeah they
Looking at the code

Bout time, Bout time, Bout time
I've been going
Let me catch you outside
I've been running all day bout mine
Outside let me get it
Outside In a civic
Outside we be living

Bout time, Bout time, Bout time
I've been going
Let me catch you outside
I've been running all day bout mine
Outside let me get it
Outside In a civic
Outside we be living"

ØUTSIDE

"War Øf The Røses"
Production/Mix/ Sample By Mano
Cover art by Artofdarknessxx & Robin Bella
LBR/ LØ$T BØ¥Z Records


Lyrics:

"I do this for love
Now it turned messy
I don't give a fuck
Not even when you text me

I do this for love
Now it turned messy
I don't give a fuck
Not even when you text me
Say its True Love But I know
That you hate me Hate me
I do this for love
I don't give a fuck
Save the true love
Hate me hate me

Scroll up Baby watch me roll up
Magic City Tour-a
Window Squeaking Soulja
If you really know us
Know we gotta roll up roll up
know we gotta roll up roll up

Scroll up Baby watch me roll up
Magic City Tour-a
Window Squeaking Soulja
If you really know us
Know we gotta roll up roll up
Know we gotta gotta roll up roll up

Four doors imma ride in
Baby super soaking
Know her body is my hobby
Shakin never breaking
But its daddy Mikey pipin
When we get to baking
Know my thoughts become
Enlightened
Yeah
Yeah this heart became a sniper
Rolling back to back yeah
They coming like a cypher
Mary got my back
Cuz she rolling up a charger
Put it in the air
Got me running to nirvana
Playing Peter Pan
But I'm flying through the tundra
Lost boys broken out
Got it hot We broke the Sauna
239 we taking all these spots
Up on the roster eating all the cake
Curbing crumb's up for the wannas,
Cutting all the rooks
After meals from Benihana
When you live the life
You'd be rocking like a stunna
Coming with a price
Lotta of fake like there's a ton-a
In a place with broken state
They running Endless summer
Clappi on the come up
Giving them boys cold shoulder
When it coming down
You gone burn up like Crayola
Mix em up with soda
Tropican up in this shit
I'm sipping till I'm pour'd up
Wild Mikey show 'em
In the slumy shogun
Shooting rummy Hogan
When you risk your life
All I gotta do is roll one
Kickin up my feet
Cuz we running Shit
And soaring
Soaring soaring

Scroll up Baby watch me roll up
Magic City Tour-a
Window Squeaking Soulja
If you really know us
Know we gotta roll up roll up
know we gotta roll up roll up

Scroll up Baby watch me roll up
Magic City Tour-a
Window Squeaking Soulja
If you really know us
Know we gotta roll up roll up
Know we gotta gotta roll up roll up"

RØLL UP

"War Øf The Røses"
Production/Mix/ Sample By Mano
Cover art by Artofdarknessxx & Robin Bella
LBR/ LØ$T BØ¥Z Records

Lyrics:

"Saw you in your lies
Love your pretty face
Broken are your words
Who is there to blame?
Set it all ablaze
Tired on my lonely
Need to get some rest
Screaming inna hallway
Knees begin to slip
Reaching for the door frame
Mikey crashy Sofit
I turned the game
Then lost it
Run that Randy Mossin
You on that double
Crossing Yeah
Yeah You on that double crossing

I run the game like Spalding
Reaching for my target
Putting three squared
On my nine got me solving yeah
On my nine got me solving
Duce up in my cup
Got me feeling like I'm
Harden

Flying through the comets
Pain I'm tossing nauseous
Born to pack it down
But it's wild as New Orleans
Setting up the sails
I've been on like Davey Crockett
Baby rock my socks
I've been passing round like bop it
Skunk up in the air
Catch me burning in the tropics
Sexy pound town
Lil mommy get me started
When I cut the lights

Pussy drumming to the faucet
Let me set a time
Demon mode then we ballin

Check the Score yeah we ballin
Money stackin, crumble up
Now we falling (Falling)
All my angels fighting
Zombies (Zombies)
But I go and call the Shaman (Shaman)
Got me up on some Lawless (Lawless)
Eastwood shooting pistols
Never gonna Solved it (Solve it)
Pulln dice n'it
End with bodies (Bodies)

Never knew my
Brodie packing shotties

Saw you in your lies
Love your pretty face
Broken are your words
Who is there to blame
Set it all ablaze
Tired on my lonely
Need to get some rest
Screaming inna hallway
Knees begin to slip
Reaching for the door frame
Mikey crashy Sofit
I turned the game
Then lost it
Run that Randy Mossin
You on that double
Crossing, Yeah
Yeah You on that double crossing

I run the game like spalding
Reaching for my target
Putting three squared
On my nine got me solving yeah"

Møderate Entanglements Subsiding Wishful Hearts

"War Øf The Røses"
Production/Mix By Mano
Cover art by Artofdarknessxx & Robin Bella
LBR/ LØ$T BØ¥Z Records


Lyrics:

"Love the way you coming
I've been drifting far away
Lighter to the sky
I'm waiting on a paper plane
Raining all these problems
I might need-a brighter day
Love or lost they took my shine
And ran it to the bank

Love the way you coming
I've been drifting far away
Lighter to the sky
I'm waiting on a paper plane
Raining all these problems
I might need-a brighter day
Love or lost they took my shine
And ran it to the bank

Fantasy, you're my sanity
I'm a lost-cause 239er
Chopper team or chimney sweep
My serpents be a serpentine
Or Stevie wonder murder scene
Or pack a 911 Cuz
My nightmares scare a
Kruger bee
Them hollows pressin' stready
Cuz I'm peaking
Through the curtain Beams
Freddie merky swag cuz this
Pussy never new to me
Matada on my Kuna seed
Yo fronto on this cherry p
Only trust my dogs
Cuz we barking at the trigger squeeze
The tendency a remedy
A Constant sorrow symphony
They playing with my name
I won't give they ass
The recipe
I'm serving chic-fil-A
While I'm craving out the legacy
Epiphany
Two centuries
Nobody gonna jam to these
My blunts stay dipped In sauce
Cuz I'm up to Lyric surgery
They style on that perjury
I'm riding to this victory
My cup be extra muddy
When I'm toasting for the enemy

Love the way you coming
I've been drifting far away
Lighter to the sky
I'm waiting on a paper plane
Raining all these problems
I might need-a brighter day
Love or lost they took my shine
And ran it to the bank

Love the way you coming
I've been drifting far away
Lighter to the sky
I'm waiting on a paper plane
Raining all these problems
I might need-a brighter day
Love or lost they took my shine
And ran it to the bank

Fantasy.."

SHADØW SØLDIER

prod. Dee B

[YUNG DORI - HOOK] x2
I'm countin' checks
My shit up next
I'll make a hundred thousand dollars spraying tecs
Know we gone ball
Just like the mets
No please don't call
I'm countin' checks

[YUNG DORI - VERSE]
I'm just a young motherfucka coming straight up out the mud bitch 
We styrofoam tippin' known to be your local plug bitch
It's hot in the whip
Gotta drop when I sip 
Gotta clip on the stick

When I hit you it go click 

Pussies all I see 
When I work, blow trees
It be funny how these rookies wantin' cash when they aint clean
Ima money machine
I rock them Jordans and jeans
and any mothafucka talkin' bout me spray em and leave i'm sayin'

[MIKE CLAPPAS]
Pints on my life I've been getting too high 
Three hoes by my side 
Click it blow then the knife
Smoke the piece know we ride 
Syrup slow not the 9 
Ganja rolled at the light
Grab a hoe by the spine 
I've been working 9-5 
Counting​ checks til I die 
Dori slide then the sythe 
Sippin' gold on the kite
World trade got me fly 
Selling drugs splitting lines 
Bunch of pussy ass hoes talking shit know I'm fine boy   

[YUNG DORI - HOOK] x2
I'm countin' checks
My shit up next
I'll make a hundred thousand dollars spraying tecs
Know we gone ball
Just like the mets
No please don't call
I'm countin' checks

YUNG DORI (ft. MIKE CLAPPAS) - COUNTIN CHECKS

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