Yea
Uh
Aye
Yea

Bitch, I am da man, hoe, bitch, I am da man
I can say it over and over again, I know I am da fuckin’ man
They be too much of a asshole, I’m tryna lend out a helpin’ hand
I just cut off a lil scrammy hoe like I’m Jackie Chan
Had to get the windows tinted so that they can’t see me, yea I gave that shit a tan
Pick yo mans up, he was talkin’ too much instead of usin’ his fuckin’ hands
Lifted his lil ass up from the floor and hit em with that slam
These niggas so much on the media, I ain’t flexin’ on no gram
Yea, my day ones know that I be doggin’ these groupies like I’m Snoop
O-O-On my Biggie Smalls mentality, you better gimme the loot
I hit you with the boot, I ain’t settlin’ no truce
Man, when I get comfortable, I get loose
All these hoes be dressed in that moose
You gotta prove you got that juice
Every opportunity I got obtuse
And every beat I get, I abuse
M-Man, I’m a god, you betta call me Zeus
Not network, nigga, I got a duece
Tammat I use A.I. on my lyrics, nigga, stop the fuckin’ cap
I ain’t worried about what y’all bitch ass niggas be sayin’, my pockets still gettin’ fat
I-I be thinkin’ these words thoroughly, like I’m Dr. Seuss, I’m Cat in the Hat
But these people too blind to see the picture I’m paintin’, Hellen Keller fact
Now it’s time for me to go to war, finna grab the damn strap
These motherfuckers hangin’ us upside down like 50 Cent or a bat
I-I-I put my lyrics over melodies, that’ll send em off the map
Everybody ain’t yo friend, I recommend you not give everybody dap
N-Niggas nowadays only live for the weed and to kill
I-I ain’t thinkin’ that way, I’m just tryna run up hunnid dollar bills
These niggas just be movin’ too slow, so I accelerate and grab the wheel
I just see this shit like basketball, gotta be King of the Hill
H-Hell yea, we made this instrumental, y’all ain’t better than us from Atlantaville
Oh I did forget niggas nowadays be sensitive as hell, what’s the fuckin’ deal?
Watched that Fresh Prince in the past, it taught me lessons, R.I.P Uncle Phil
Three months ago, I realized this rap shit really take some time and skill
I got one up on this bitch, she sucked me like she Kirby
And niggas rushin’ for the greatness, when I ain’t in a hurry
Man, I stay in above the rim, I punk em like I’m Birdie
Ion look back on the shot, I know it’s goin’ in, I’m talkin’ bout some thirty
I ain’t gotta be all emotional, fuck that, I’m tryna get em sturdy
Always gettin’ cautious about these squares, they get in my circle, they all play it dirty
Shit, it’s time to prove these niggas wrong, lemme go and get my jersey
And I’m 17 years old better than some of these old niggas, I’m doin’ it early

I’m Da Man (prod. TylianMTB)

Ain’t nun but a gangsta party

Ain’t nun but a gangsta party
On my Tupac shit, nigga, thug life on it
They tryna really mess up with the motion and the party
I’m just tryna turn up with my lil shawty
On my Tay-K shit, I’m really first in race
You got so much on your mind, you better say it to my face
Now baby, you got all that ass behind you like a birthday cake
I ain’t really like to go fast, but let me blow it out on the first date
I be goin’ wild like a goddamn monkey
Man, fuck shootin’ all them guns, I’m tryna get to the money
Poetic Justice on this beat, no such thing as gettin’ Lucky
I put all the drama all behind me and sideways like Gumby
I’m ambitious as a ridah, I won’t even deny it
I’m not on the next episode, I’m runnin’ pilot
My music soon gon’ spread to the world like a virus
I’m cookin’ sum beautiful, huh, Miley Cyrus
And I keep it picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture 
And I bomb my hoochies with precision, my intention’s to get richer
This life I’m livin’ in really is a big ass adventure
You better turn your head to God and start readin’ scriptures
Yea, yea, yea, I’m turnt
How they gon’ ask for a percentage, but ain’t put in work
These niggas nowadays finna resort to wearin’ skirts
All them ads they promotin’ really is a curse
It really is a curse in the eyes of a villian
Ain’t no drama or no bullshit, I’m honestly chillin’
On my Kodak Black shit, I’m the real Super Gremlin
You block me, I block you too, we is mutual and even
Momma told me looks can really be decivin’
Cause inside their body, they can really be fightin’ demons
If you wanna Lean on Me, I can teach you Morgan Freeman
When I’m on my last breath on my death bed, I wanna see whos there when I’m bleedin’

Aye, hahaha
Shout out Pac, that nigga the goat
That’s my number one artist ever, nigga, fuck that
He the goat and I’m finna represent for him
Rest in peace Pac, gone too soon, man
Lost soul
Aye

How do you want it, baby
When you suck it, be on point, don’t try to be all lazy
Startin’ to feel like what his name? Oh, it’s Slim Shady
Always got my fist up when I feel there is some danger
Gettin’ our cash up, we the real big bosses
We gotta get together and get these young niggas out the projects
Joel Embiid shit, I’m bouncin’ back from a loss, it’s a process
You only live once, I ain’t perfect, I ain’t flawless
I set this bitch off like I’m Jada Pickett
Fuck makeup, stay natural, go and get yo lip stick
I was watchin’ Fantano, he ain’t a honest critic
Don’t leave after 9:30, it will always pay a visit
Parlayed the cash in advance, I don’t care about a fee
You want new bag, new shoes, yea it’s on me
Goddamn, ya body is bangin’ baby, I love the way you flaunt it
Time to show daddy and tell me how you want it

How do you want it?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real
How do you want it?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real

Uh
Yea
Mm, how do I start this? Oh like this


I won’t deny it, I’m a motherfuckin’ ridah
Y’all bitches can’t fuck with me, nigga, I am a Messiah
Been doin’ dis since a youngin, yea, I was once a liar
But yea, I can sense that bitch so don’t be dumb enough to try it
Call the ambulance and get the fire hydrant
Cos I’m finna cook this beat so hard, niggas gon get hired instead of fired
Pull out the water, and spray em, niggas destined to be silenced
Dip out in the F50, got it boosted with high mileage
Yea, I’m on a Pac beat, you know there ain’t no playin’
I gotta have a purpose of what I’m talkin’ about, you know what I’m sayin’?
Get on the scene and they freeze, y’all better begin to start prayin’
To the highest man above, if there even is one, and I am not under atheist
If all this bad in this world occur, is there really a God?
The devil winnin’ by a long shot, in his fast ass car
And I knew there was more life, y’all seen the ones that was chillin’ on Mars?
These niggas mid as hell, I gotta be the one to set the fuckin’ bar
If we competin’, it’s only gon be draw or win, I could neva lose
They brain gettin’ twisted and fucked, shoutout the DJ from loose screws
I’m rollin’ with the real niggas, they rollin’ with the whos whos
I gotta get the dirty Bens to live, I ain’t gotta be confused
They target for the black kids to end up on the news
Yea, it’s psycho
Tryna turn my life around so I can finally be discipled
Yea, I can’t have this process get reused and recycled
I’ma be the upcomin’ idol
Nigga talkin’ about the dirty money and they wanna shoot with em’
Ones in the trenches, you don’t gotta really live in em
But yea, that’s the world that we live in
Shootouts day and night, tryna slime a green release like Stephen
Too much on my brain, it got my mind goin’ insane
You gotta learn how to play this game for these lames
Yea, bitch, I ain’t gotta tame
My presence known for a minute 
Yea, you already know my name
Luh Tee on this bitch, I ain’t gotta announce
Cash this, cash that, fuck that, stick to your own amount
And notice how they switch up when they get a lil bit of clout
I fucked yo lil bitch in Gucci flip flops, I thought it was drought
But yea, that’s the reality of it all, I’m just tryna fuckin’ ball
Oh yea, I ain’t tryna answer all them fake ass calls
Cause niggas ain’t ever gon be there when I’m on the edge to fall
Got all the truths tucked in my fist, and it’s gon hit you in the jaw like I’m Mike
Yea, this shit so enticing
Ain’t no dark shit at my funeral, nigga, fuck all that cryin’
When I say that I’m tryin’, trust me man, I’m honestly tryin’
They sellin’ bullshit on the side, my currency will never buy it
I treat em like paint, they on my wall, and I keep it stay dryin’
Shit, we woke up another day, so stop the poutin’ and whinnin’
People leave this Earth everyday, so be glad that you ain’t dyin’
Just tryna tell ya the real, I wanna be one of many to advise it

Yea
I’m out

TeePac (prod. Ranvo x Prince Looks)

Man

I got one blunt, two blunt, and another in my mouth
It got my brain goin’ crazy from north to south
I got my weed, yea, you know it’s one of my treasures
All these stars and creasures, this shit got me feelin’ better
Gotta take a hit
Yea, that’s some good shit
Mary Jane on my mind 24/7
This one blunt is really a damn livin’ heaven
Got me buyin’ hella snacks from 7/11
You have a blunt in your car, consider you a felon
All these colors that are in air, is this a damn dream?
Cause I’m seein hella shit and it ain’t what it really seems
Puff puff give, follow them damn rules
Man, I can’t be in my own body, I’m so damn confused
But it’s so damn good, it got me feelin’ outta space
I don’t want to be interupted, nigga, get out my face
Now it’s in the mornin’, sunrise on it
You know the mornin’ smoke is on the way, like Snoop doggonit
I’m puttin’ on some weed music, fuck it, put Bob Marley on 
I’m so at peace, I could care less on what is right and what is wrong

Oh, shit
That’s that shit nigga, you know what I’m saying?
Haha
Oh, shit
I’m feelin’ it now
But aye, roll yo blunt up, you feel me
Cmon, roll it with me
Oh yea

Smoke weed everyday, that’s what Doggy Dogg said
I’m just livin’ up to the dream, you know I’m just bein’ blessed
Always say no to the eddies, it will put you down to rest
Will have you hearin’ yo heart poundin’ outta your chest
But I don’t want it to ever take me out
Stop showin’ it on IG live, you only showin’ it for the clout
Man, I’m so damn calm with my Jane, I keep this shit plain
Higher than the clouds above, that’s the only place I aim
Man, I’m zoned out, gimme my drink and food
Dim all the lights out to lighten up the damn mood
Askin’ all this shit in my brain, can’t you see?
Helen Keller blind and deaf ass made a book? It can’t be
Or what came first, the chicken or the egg?
All these lil questions always just spiralin’ in my head
One more puff though before I go
Hold it in lil bro
Yea, I’m Luh Tee, I’m out, you already know

Shit, yea
Uh, yea, light yo shit up nigga
Hahahaha
Yea

Mary Jane - The Weed Song (prod. Caleb Rogers)

Everything happens for a reason, everything
Your highs, your lows
Just remember
The lessons you learn and the growth you experience is never spontaneous, it’s always meant to be

Uh
Yea
Females, man, females
Shit
Always a distance apart, you feel me
Uh, yea
Look, aye

Yea, baby, I can’t love you in the dark
Man, relationships from now on gonna have to cost
Bitches always disappointed me from the fuckin’ start
Shawty, you said what you said, but I ain’t take that shit to heart

These bitches unloyal
I tried to buy a bond out, but I had to call a lawyer
She really fooled me, bein’ sneaky, thinkin’ we was for each other
Delievered hours and hours, but postin’ on your story?
I’ll drop you off before you ever get the chance to hoe me
Like Flight said, these girls really can be disingenuous
You tried to gaslight me, but forgot I was a genius
I don’t follow nobody baby, you know I’m the leader
Shit dawg, you got my ex now, you can fuckin’ keep her
You can keep her respectfully, fuck that bitch
And I’ll never be down bad, broke, with a kid
With relationships, I put in a jar, and then close the lid
But how are we gonna ever connect if we can’t get a win?
Bae, I’m just tryna prove my point in this life of sin
You know I always gotta provide for my folk and my kin
I don’t think that you seein’ what I’m seein, go and get yo lens
Lately, you bein’ hella chicken, just go back to yo hen
Actually nah, what you leavin’ for? I thought we was together forever
You had me livin’ in this nightmare like Freddy with Heather
But now, I’m startin’ to realize you really did it for the better
My damn life been so damn twisted ever since I met her

Yea, baby, I can’t love you in the dark
Man, relationships from now on gonna have to cost
Bitches always disappointed me from the fuckin’ start
Shawty, you said what you said, but I ain’t take that shit to heart

That’s real
I love you tho, much love

Can’t Love You In the Dark (prod. Qss)

I'm the best ever. I'm the most brutal and vicious and most ruthless champion there's ever been, there's no one can stop me. Lennox is a conqueror? No, I'm Alexander; he's no Alexander. I'm the best ever. 

Slaughter gang shit nigga, the fuck
Take yo bitch too, don’t get it twisted
Hahaha, aye

Aye, pay it up front, I don’t do no delay (No delay
I’ll kick yo ass out, you don’t ever gotta stay (Don’t gotta stay)
Stay self aware on what bed that you lay (Lay)
Hit up the crew, you know we don’t play (Bitch)
Nah, stand on that shit, recite what you said (I ain’t hear you)
Won’t miss you anyways, you’d be better off dead (In the ground)
I ain’t thinkin’ behind, I’m thinkin’ ahead (Ahead)
She took it nice and slow, that was the best head
Cooked that shit up in the kitchen, you ain’t even do nun with it
Yea, you know I’m standin’ on bidness
She said timeout but I ain’t finished
Filled it up with (Shhh)
You know it’s replenished
Beat it up so bad, now it’s diminished
All that blah blah blah but you know I’ma
(Take yo fuckin’ bitch, we on)
Yea, slaugher gang shit (Slaughter)
Murder gang shit (Bitch)
Ain’t never slide with all that fake shit (Pussy)
Still give a fuck bout a hoe, that’s a no go (That’s a no go)
I’ma be iconic in this bitch like Jerry West, the logo

Money so fat, lookin’ like Rick Ross
You only live once, this life ain’t to cost
Randomly in the street, now they all lost (They all lost)
I’m shootin’ for the stars, prepare for liftoff
In 2020, you’ll get gone if you cough
Put a fake image, we know that you soft (Pussy)
Hood lil bitch, she hit the criss cross
Oh, you want the apple, come and get the sauce
I’m real patient, but I ain’t gon wait (Fuck)
Fuck allat math, I know that I ate (Eight)
Man, I can’t complain, my life is real straight (It’s straight)
So much on my shoulders, it got so much weight (Weight)
You ain’t thinkin’ linear, go to the lake (Lake)
Y’all ain’t original, copy and paste
Ain’t talkin’ bout money business, get out my face
Oh, now it’s all different because of my race

Slaugher gang shit (Slaughter)
Murder gang shit (Bitch)
Ain’t never slide with all that fake shit (Pussy)
Still give a fuck bout a hoe, that’s a no go (That’s a no go)
I’ma be iconic in this bitch like Jerry West, the logo

I’ma three peat like I’m Wayne (Weezy)
Every little bitch is the same (On god)
Play with the gun, it will bang
Hit you in the motherfuckin’ brain (Damn)
Last time I checked, you got zero like Dame (Zero)
No car, no house, just snortin’ cocaine
Man, livin’ like you, I know it’s a shame
You got T-Rex arms just like Desmond Bane
Holla at ya bitch (Aye)
She know she real good on the dick (On god)
She just like Jokic, she will neva eva miss (Nope)
Oh, she a cheerleader? Go hit the splits (Split)
On my banana, and also she from Atlanta (Say twin)
We ain’t got time for the cameras
Send her to Dubai, now we tropicana
Got all this designer on, lookin’ like a panda
Panda, panda, panda, panda, panda (Grahh)
Forgot to open the door for you, damn shawty, where’s my manners (Where’s my manners)
I can grant you every wish like Aladdin, and give a gift like Santa (Santa)
I ain’t fallin’ for the false information, hell nah, not for the propaganda (Nope nope nope)
Alright we did the mission, now dip
Holon, you got so much dip on your chip (Chip)
No time for the bull, can’t afford to slip
Reload it man, we spray another clip
I was gone out that hoe with my Kawasaki
I’m tryna live, you ain’t finna pop me (Nope)
I recall tho, that she called me papi (On god)
That’s when the little hoe gave sloppy toppy

Slaugher gang shit (Slaughter)
Murder gang shit (Bitch)
Ain’t never slide with all that fake shit (Pussy)
Still give a fuck bout a hoe, that’s a no go (That’s a no go)
I’ma be iconic in this bitch like Jerry West, the logo (Lil bitch)

Yea, slaughter gang shit nigga
Shoutout to Lonnie Mac With A 100 Stackz
That’s my uncle
We grindin’, workin’, nigga
Hahaha, man, I’m out

Slaughter Gang Shit (prod. STORM)

Oh shit, you done cooked this bitch up, hahaha
Yea, nigga, lets go
Aye, look, aye, aye, nigga

Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Yea, that a gun sound
You doin’ all that sneak dissin’ in the background
Get my young niggas to go do it, make you shut down
It don’t take much time, it only take really one round
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Yea, you ain’t ready
I hit them niggas up, like I’m Tupac, Makaveli
Then we celebrate our win with our trophies and confetti
Got so much sauce that’s drippin’ in the bowl, like spegetti
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Yea, nigga better take the flick
We goin’ thru yo hood silent and real quick
Awareness is so ass, it’s like Cash shot, so glitched
We get the damn message, now bitch, get off my fuckin’ dick
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Oh, nigga, what’s up
Is you for real tryna do this shit and run yo bucks up
Oh, you lost yo man’s last night, oh damn man that’s tuff luck
But I don’t really care about that shit, nigga, now shut up
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
On that mission ducked off
Im silent but deadly, I’m stealthy like I’m Lara Croft
They laughed at the kid, now I’m shinin’ like Rudolph
Nigga makin’ up fake beefs up, I knew he too soft
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Oh yea, like a marshmello
Or like the jelly, what is it called? Oh yea, it’s called Jell-O
Put three to yo temple, I’m startin’ to feel like Carmelo
Swerved in that corner, woah oh, nigga, that car yellow
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Oh damn, I forgot it’s red
It’s time to stand on all that shit you really fuckin’ said
Oh yea, that’s real shit, we fucked yo girl in her bed
And we don’t care about you callin’ 12, nigga, it’s fuck feds
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Oh, you want us to stop?
Oh, well u better buy us out, nigga, that shit gon cost
My money trees is growin’ so go goddamn long, I’m Rick Ross
You can’t ever fuck with me, motherfucka, I’m the big boss
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
Yea, nigga, we ain’t done
You can’t duplicate me nigga, I’m one of one
Hell nah nigga, when it pop out, you betta not run
Nigga, it’s My Turn, like Lil Baby, nigga, Catch the Sun
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow

Yo, it’s Tee, I’m out

Pow Pow (prod. ballin!)

Weed smokin’, flashin’ guns, and all them lil drugs
You neva know what people go thru, give out open hugs
World too wicked for future me to have a little son
It don’t matter to me as long as I get it done
In this current state of life, it like we all live in horror
Disregard makin’ record hits, I’m tryna tell a story
So it can gravitate to yo heart and you can really adore it
There’s kids with no roof on they head and people complain bout money
We gotta do better for ourselves, man, let’s get it together
If we can do that, we can go thru any harsh weather
There’s gon be a storm sometimes, just gotta bounce back clever
And be ambitious for your craft, don’t take it like it’s a feather
Keep takin’ dem vapes, you gon really die soon
If you don’t take my message, I just hope that you fly soon
To the heaven gates, I’ma make sure I send a balloon
Saints in this world, I really hope there’s some room
Or maybe I’m just crazy, I just might be talkin’ to talk
Ain’t got time to waste, I be on time, clock on the dot
I was expectin’ it so I ain’t ever cry for no loss
You can’t tell me otherwise, I really know I’m the boss
It is never that deep but y’all be really killin’ for these mistress
I’ma just sit back, relax, and collect all the riches
Everybody nowadays like the glocks with the switches
Man, I’m just tryna stand on my word, and my business
But it’s hard to that when they intervene
Talkin’ real lyrics but y’all won’t know what none of that mean
Oh, you want me to talk about a uzi or a gun machine?
Type on the net and do the most all behind a screen
And I’m like what is that motive, what you tryna live for?
Man, trust yo gut, don’t just open the door
Yea, the truth hurts, I cut it down to the core
I got it all, but you know, I can always have some more

Yea
All this pressure but I still had to remain calm
Always askin’ myself “Why am selfish to my mom?”
It’s gon hit hard when I regret it all but she gettin’ embalmbed
Psalms 127, it’s always never wrong
It’s really hittin’ different, all the time is goin’ by
And I gotta start lockin’ in and stop bein’ shy
I say I’m introverted, and everybody wonders why
Cause people play it shady, they never try to apply
And to all these souls that I’m talkin’ to right at this moment, will they be there when I am stuck and at my lowest?
Or will they be there by my tombstone when my body soulless?
Nah, I learned that the ones that hurt you most will be your closest
Man, this life is a battle
What would life be like if Eve ain’t ever eat that apple?
Disobedience and neglect is two things that really
matter
Really feel like my heart is turned into glass, it’s startin’ to shadder
You only live once, so you can’t ever settle for less
This ain’t checkers man, you always gotta play it like it’s chess
The gun got so much power, you are done if you ain’t got a vest
I wished Tupac took that advice cause this world is a mess
It’s crazy tho, he still gon be a livin’ legend
Gone 30 years ago and still he live up to the present
He taught me take advantage of bein’ a adolescent
Cause the adult life is a long road, it’s heavy steppin’
Take all the extra stuff, my life still gon be a present
I truly hope this little song taught you a couple lessons
I’m glad I can use this music to speak out confessions
Speak out the real emotion and feelings with some aggression
I’ma close this session out, but know I always got my pen
Hope you enjoyed yourself, we keepin’ it ten outta ten
I’ma be back with y’all soon because we always gettin’ wins
Alright, I’m out, until I see y’all again

Yea

The Outro (prod. VITALS)

Your not getting it, it’s not clocking to you
It’s not clocking to you that I’m standing on business, is it?

[Hook]
Standin’ on business, standin’ on business, standin’ on business lil hoe (Lil hoe)
Fuck I look like beefin’ bout a little bitch, I be runnin’ this shit with my bro (My bro)
Niggas be really tuff talkin’ on the internet, but they so hesitant to send the lo (Scary ass bitch)
You playin’ it weird, but I ain’t slow (Hell nah)
I represent the A and the 4 (Fo)

[Verse One]
Everything that I’m startin’ to do, they look at me weird, and I’m tellin’ you it’s for a reason (For a reason)
I been plottin’ on this girl for couple months, now she wanna fuck with me, and she wanna act like a demon
I ain’t got no animosity with y’all niggas, this ain’t Pac and Biggie, fuck I look like beefin’ (Fuck I look like beefin’)
We be takin’ loss and loss again time and time again, but at least we’ll be blessed to see another season (Season)
Gettin’ this 90’s shit back in style (Style)
On my Eminem shit, I’m finna go back to hittin’ 8 Mile (Rabbit)
Collectin’ over and over again, I put all the money in a pile (Pile)
Calvin Cambridge shit, I’m runnin’ Bow Wow (Like Mike)
Fake it til you make it, I put on a smile (Cheese)
If you need some help, I’m the number to dial (You know it nigga)
Yea (Yea)
Yea (Yea)
They fuck with the money and they runnin’ like Smokey (Dayum)
I ain’t got to play with y’all motherfuckin’ niggas, I’m really achievin’ and focused (I’m focused)
They be trollin’ in the background, but I just block out the noise, act like Ian notice (Nope)
I’m doin’ hella magic tricks on these lil ass niggas, like I’m Hocus Pocus (Hocus Pocus)
Young Thug, I’m tryna collect a check (Check)
Real ass niggas know that I’m next (Up next)
Knew she was bad from her silouette (On God)
She bad and boujee, Offset (Bad and Boujee)
50 Cent, go ahead and get my vest (Vest)
Yea, I gotta stand out from the rest (I’m tryin’)
F- Fuck her one time, now she stuck and obsessed (Obsessed)
She gettin’ me undressed, shit, be my guest

[Hook]
Standin’ on business, standin’ on business, standin’ on business lil hoe (Lil hoe)
Fuck I look like beefin’ bout a little bitch, I be runnin’ this shit with my bro (My bro)
Niggas be really tuff talkin’ on the internet, but they so hesitant to send the lo (Scary ass bitch)
You playin’ it weird, but I ain’t slow (Hell nah)
I represent the A and the 4 (On God)

[Verse Two]
I put the distractions to pause
Luh Tee in the buildin’, they send out applause
Gave em a gift, I’m fuckin’ Mrs, Claus (Claus)
Fuck Donald Trump and fuck his new laws
We all druck, now she pull down my drawers (Pulled em)
I planned an escape to survive Jigsaw (Saw)
If you come up, don’t forget ya dawgs, that’s law (Law)
Be chillin’ in this bitch, I’m finna go ball (Ball)
Ball like I’m Lonzo (Lonzo)
I give em’ the playbook, they follow (They follow)
If I ain’t got no rubber, she swollow (Swollow)
You know we get all our captions from Rylo (Facts)
Playin’ on these keys like a xylo (Xylo)
Ain’t nothin’ really promised tomorrow (Nope)
Set out the vacation to Cabo
Day in, day out, and you know what the fuck that I’m doin’ (I’m) 

[Hook]
Standin’ on business, standin’ on business, standin’ on business lil hoe (Lil hoe)
Fuck I look like beefin’ bout a little bitch, I be runnin’ this shit with my bro (My bro)
Niggas be really tuff talkin’ on the internet, but they so hesitant to send the lo (Scary ass bitch)
You playin’ it weird, but I ain’t slow (Hell nah)
I represent the A and the 4 (In the fo)

Standin’ on Business (prod. sayadjsg)

Got my concious back, haha
But nah, lets lets talk about some real shit
Havin’ no real father in my life, shit, it’s dark as fuck
But
You know I can do this shit without him, shit, I’m my own self anyways man
Fuck it, just gon talk about this bitch ass nigga real quick
Follow with me
Igh, let’s go

You know I had to do it for you
Keep treatin’ me like this and the devil gon be comin’ for you
I seen and peeped it, that ain’t no secret
I got one eye closed whenever I am at night sleepin’
Ask sum my mom and no hesitation, you know she gon give it
The trust is like a Amber Alert, that’s the one of the things that you really missin’
You a scumbag, you ain’t a father, don’t try to fuckin’ mention
Nigga, just cause it don’t go your way, don’t start whinin’ and bitchin’
Hell yea, you know that’s just real talk
Can’t afford to be like you, I gotta build up all the cost
I’ma be unlike you, nigga, I’ma make sure that I am a boss
I’m cleanin’ out all the mess in the gaps, I’m feelin’ like some floss
Man, I knew you told wasn’t gon be shit, go and sleep with the fishes
You been actin’ weird for the longest, bein’ down low and suspicious
Niggas these days tryna turn sweet, now they think they delicious
Man, we supposed to be like Kai and Reggie, ain’t no burnin’ no bridges
It’s like what the hell are we doing?
Loose minded as hell, let me fix it and screw it
You got that stank face, you belong to the fuckin’ sewage
I been told that he promise hella times, I ain’t listen, he ain’t proved it
Gave you chance and chance again, and you still blew it
You ain’t trustworthy, fuck what you gotta say
Nigga, stand on what you said, and keep sendin’ out child support pay
I ain’t heard from you in years, months, or even days
You never ever hit me up, you don’t even try to amaze
It’s coo tho, I’m off you forever
Barely inside my life anyways but I know it’s for the better
Just know I don’t wanna see no calls when I’m gettin’ to the chedder
Also, I don’t wanna see no beggin’ to come back with a letter
Yea, this for my father
You call in, I ignore it and I don’t bother
Don’t wanna hear the fake excuses and the sorrow
Just wanna make it to tommorow
Nigga, I get it myself, I don’t ever have to borrow
It’s ironic
You ain’t there for their son, but always there for the chronic
I noticed everybody come back when you iconic
You disappear like SuperSonics
Shit always fucked with my brain, it messed up with my fuckin’ concuious
Hold on, lemme take a breather

Yea, goddamn man
It’s hard to hold this shit in, you feel me
Yea
Igh, aye, look, look, aye, aye
Nigga

Alright, I’m back
Just had to get myself together, get back on track
I ain’t takin’ yo word for nothin’ anymore, nothin’ you say is facts
Raisin’ a riot around this house, and think u got my back
I’m in too deep, lemme get myself out this hole
You once again violated and you broke the code
You ain’t a grown man, you a sissy and a hoe
Our relationship ain’t even close to DDG and Halo
But I ain’t done tho

Listen
Let me position myself real quick, so you can really hear what the fuck I’m sayin’
You ain’t a real father, alright?
That’s some real shit
How long has it been, like months, years, days?
I don’t really give a fuck
So I’ma do this shit without you or with you, you feel me?
So all that frontin’ with all them guns and them drugs and shit
Take that shit out
All that beer?
Take that shit out nigga
Luh Tee, I’m out

Letter To My Biological Father (prod. Boi-1da x Ducko McFli x Syk Sense)

Aye Genics, you goin off nigga
Get that bag up hoe

Aye, look, aye, nigga

You know I walk it and I talk it like the motherfuckin’ Migos (Like the Migos)
Started on a clean slate, now people wanna try to steal my steelo (My steelo)
I’m lookin’ for a money run this year, put on that Bossman Dlow
I take yo chain then whoop yo ass on Friday like I’m Deebo (On God)
I tried to warn you back then but now you in the streets back jackin’ (Jack)
You a grown man in Gen Z, havin’ yo pants down saggin’ (Hoe)
Said he graduated the trenches with gown on, but he cappin’ (Cap)
I heard yo verse one time, I recommend you stop rappin’ (Wooh)
Cmon, feel the beat, any mission I get, I’ma beat it (Beat it)
On my MJ phase now, one day I’ma make sure y’all see it (On god)
All that bullshit drama in the past, I don’t know why y’all won’t just leave it
Doin’ unthinkable things, yea, I Alisha Key it (Y’all must of forgot)
Whisper behind my back (Shh)
I’ll snake you lil rats (Squeak)
Talkin’ straight out yo ass (Ugh)
You niggas full of crap (You full of shit)
It’s gettin’ too hot in this place, where the thermostat? (Ha ha)
You been authentic with that shit? Nigga, I been did that (I been did that)
I’m snappin’ on this beat, I break it down like a Kit-Kat (Kit)
Ah shit, I just lost my mind, where’s the fuckin’ map? (I lost my mind)
You like a little baby, all you do is whine and be a brat (Lil bitch)
I see them movin’ with the motion, I’ma follow em and see what they doin’ (That’s for real)

Gave you a chance, nigga, and you blew it (And you blew it)
You playin’ like you Blue’s Clues, yo ass is clueless (Blue’s Clues)
Half man, half amazin’, yea, you know how I do it (Well, how I do it)
They play me dumb little, but I’m smart as hell like Stewart
Man, you know what, fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you too
I got a new band and a new watch, and some new hoes too
With more smoke and more threats, that means more fans too
They broke trust and crossed lines, and they played me too (On God)

Uh, oh god
Gave you one chance bitch and you blew it
You know I had to switch up, I’m not clueless
Hunnid thousand thou it for a itch, shawty blew it
I can’t fuck with you give me the ick shawty
What the fuck
Wait until you come and meet my bitch shawty
B-Big boss status
Hoe attraction habits
Pull up, yeah, what’s brackin
Bitches on me dancing
T-Tiktok dancin’
I’m like, woah, oh my god
Now they singin’ all my songs on the block
And they fuckin’ with my feelings, oh my god
You askin’ who that in my car, I won’t reply (Woo)
You know what, fuck you and fuck you and fuck you too
I got a baddiest bitch, we comin’ thru, do not try nun new
I don’t know why I try to fuck with shawty no more
I’m off the pent and they gon turn this shit up

Gave you a chance, nigga, and you blew it (And you blew it)
You playin’ like you Blue’s Clues, yo ass is clueless (Blue’s Clues)
Half man, half amazin’, yea, you know how I do it
(Well, how I do it)
They play me dumb little, but I’m smart as hell like Stewart
You know what, fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you too
I got a new band and a new watch, and some new hoes too
With more smoke and more threats, that means more fans too
They broke trust and crossed lines, and they played me too (On God)

Motherfucker
Haha

F U F U And F U 2 Feat. unknvvn (prod. Genics x Getro x Gentle Beatz)

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