triptrap 2

RUMORS (PROD. RYZURR)

Lyrics:

Starting to develop a chip on my shoulder
Give a fuck less and less everyday
Used to weigh on my back, it was a boulder
But I'm climbing to the top either way
She run her mouth too much
For a bitch who couldn't keep up
Don't come into my space saying names
Truth a hard pill to swallow
It's not all love
Bring me up again I'll play a new game
Every ho who tried to speak on me got a past
You borrow light cause honey yours ain't finna last
Ask me for a track, bitch you played out
Why all my opps sound the same now?

That one tried to fly me out
That one tried to beat me down
How they both gon' turn around
Accuse me of the same?
Should have done that shit, but I didn't
I don't want you bitch, so good riddance
They all do the same thing
Come in saying "babe..."
Come in showing love, then they get what they want
Then they switch up
No more handouts, systematic
Addicted to this life, but she can't have it
Bitch don't even touch it, you can't grab it
This right here will make you act up
That right there is madness
I'm done with you bitches
Not giving tips to someone average
Bird ass bitches, some will scavenge
No surprise
I'll put it this way
I can count on one hand the bitches that I fuck with
"I really love that track you did with whats her face?"
Fuck you

Spotify

One Hand (prod. SLVG)

Lyrics: 

I've waited years for this
It's lonely at the top
But I don't fear it, bitch
Lose my faith in others,
I put all my faith in this
Lost most everything I've ever loved
You cannot tell me shit

I know my destiny
It ain't delusion bitch
Can't get myself out of bed
Unless it is to spit
I've faced all of my fears
Now I don't give a shit
Hope I'm protected by the fates
Karma got my back if they cross me, quick
 
I used to revolve my life around the person that I loved
Got my heart broken asked for guidance from above
I found something inside me said so go get you some
And here I am
Strong enough and still I stand
Been knocked down, talked down on, I still don't give a damn
Jupiter protect me, hungry for more, 
I let the Gods bless me

I've waited years for this

Things I've loved and had to let go
Nearly lost my own life, tryna please a ho
What would it be like without that
I don't even know
I believe in sacrifice
I've seen so much go

Now the only way is up
I'm headed for the top now
4 years non stop
God don't let me flop now
I've shown I'm dedicated
Pain taught me life is what you make it
And so it's decided
Choose my fate within this writing
I want it all
I've waited years for this

I've Waited Years For This (Prod. JVNN3)

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original vocal from summertime by mos def

hi, society

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(Prod.By Balance Cooper x Nikco Suavvaye)

lyrics:

Got my chain straight from 
Sinaloa
It’s blessed with death
Just to feed my fcking appetite
I get no rest
Bro bro called said it’s crazy he wont leave with out a vest
We where running wild probably slapped your dad for respect
Trying to elevate when out of order take the steps
Every day I leave the house there’s at least
One bitch trying to throw me sex
busy worried about my circle give a fuck
About the rest
Busy worried what I’m doing nigga
Go and get a check

I’m a Palo
We do voodoo
get you killed I don’t need to shoot you
Like spaghetti
While I count this fetti getting she going slurp this noodle
Tatted up like a desk when a kid gets bored and doodles
Like it’s home improvement
Bitch I need a belt to hold this tool up
I adapt to the environments
From streets or to a suit
I don’t wanna hurt nobody
Best believe
I still will shoot


Might just catch me with the jag like
I’m Mogle
Jungle book

Most these niggas out here fairies
Peter Pan I’m Captain Hook

Ride around town
Trying to turn one into two
Finna make a couple plays than it’s right back to the booth
Catch me sippin champagne
Once this deal goes through
Finna cop a hell cat
Need a Huracan too
Ain’t no love up in the streets
You with them then you die too
In the store
If I like the shoe I just might buy two
Like it’s track we jumped some hurdles
Like the circus went through hoops
We went head first through the fire
Just to live up how we do

Sinaloa

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