think i been thru it all stuff it in my bag tho
ion wna talk ik they gon backdoor
constant paranoia think my heads ab2 blow
like fk
man im stressin
n my brodie rly keep tht fkn weapon
on his side
ion wna talk (i say ts 2 much) bitch im flexin 
i might fk rnd n js teach these boys a lesson

had2 count it up 1 2 3 4 bands in my fkn pocket u aint got nun
n im rly w my bros we js havin fun
im w david in the mall we js cop it up
sike btc no i dnt shop@ the mall n shit
my brodie crashed so i had2 take the fall n shit
i dnt wna b responsible for all ts
i dont wna b responsible for none of ur shit

seems im@ the point of no return
i js want my bread back
labels actin fishy told em ima js go head back
im@ the crib finesse racks frm these hoes
think im fna grow
im w dori im w quinn we walk up in the spot they like oh no
shit 
they dk shit
do this4 a livin but i still cnt trust ts
do this4 my family yk this wht it is
do this4 my team btc u alr kno

i ran outta words
ran outta time
ran outta things2 say
ran outta lines
stuck in my head again think i ran outta time
id do like anything js2 go make them mine
n i did
so i got it
walk up in the party i think im the topic
wonder bout my faith why i evr lost it
wonder bout the hate why they always
why they never stoppin

n we cld all put it2 an end
but i dont evn wna b here 
i dont evn wna b here
i dont evn wna b here
i dont evn wna b here
i dont evn wna be here
i dont evn wna be here
(i cant find my strength n i h8 it
i cant find my words n i h8 it)

id rather do it on my own
ima make 2024 mine tho ig

im trying (litothedon)

walked in racks in my pants
u only get one chance
sure lookin real good now
sauce it up wit my style
hopped in sittin on the ground
told u dont waste my time 
aint doin fraud no crime
hunnid racks hit my line
countin up money all the time woah
one look know that youre lyin
i dont even know why you tryin
im too bright closed blinds

Hold On

prod ok lil biscuit malvi
LYRICS:
Aye we put some bass in it
i took the gas out
i took the breaks out
so i dont crash out
we put some bass in it
i took the gas out
i took the breaks out
so i dont crash out 
if you trynna enjoy the fun
fun fun fun x2
OKAY LETS GO 
OKAY LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO! ;O
CUS I CANT GIVE YOU MY TRUST x2
ENJOY THE FUNNN
shes like whos this? >:(
im like i dont know :[
change my bitch like i change my clothes
what you know
do you know
how you fold
for a bitch that got you sold
FUNNNNNNN
OKAY LETS GO
OKAY LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO! ;O
CUS I CANT GIVE YOU MY TRUST x2

TRUST prod ok lil biscuit malvi

Credits://
@cranessssss
@imtired001
@bodygaard

Notes://
Need to get a new mic…
Need to…
Have to…

Lyrics://
Do it my way
Keep in mind babe
If we don’t vibrate
Best get to migrating
I know somethings up, smoke out the live bait
Need it summed up, clock it as time saved

Next in line
I don’t want any eyes
Watching me
I wanna ride out this high

Get far from me and my brothers
I don’t think we like any others

Im finna lace my cleats 
The cops on dick 
for doing my shit

baby toss my keys
Come sit front seat
And watch my 6

I’m driving cross Alberni
Past balenci
Parked on strip

Walked in to black and blue
Was 8 deep too
When that shit hit

If I crash the whip bro that’s my fault
I’m off a Benz, a couple tens, I’m way too geeked up
I’m deep in stress up to my neck, don’t wanna be involved
I told that bitch that keep calling to knock that shit off

So when are you gonna find out, what’s good wit it
So what if you I go in blind bruh I don’t miss
So what if we come to find out that you’re alone, who told, I’m saying I don’t know

Rideout (prod. cranes & tired)

lyrics:
Im so tired I need to rest up 
Howd I even getcha
The hand thats guiding me told me to keep my head up
I'm being tested, this shit like a captcha (it dont matter)
In the whip Im going faster look at the dash yea
Yeah I got bars, yeah I got taverns, but I dont have her
Yeah Im too lucky, dont need scratchers, bitch Im a scratcher (mit.edu)
Dont like the note we ended on
This beat gas like chevron
In a malibu, no brakes, bitch Im racing, chevy chase
Its a pace that I cant stop
They need to give me my crown like this a hallmark card
Yeah, I wish I knew you, but I dont, its in your ballpark
All these hours pacing round the room, I gotta stall hard
Giving all I had that's left to you, got it all ah
And the rest is turning into smoke, I watch it go up
Asking how we got the move? Cuz they told us
Watch out what you leave out cuz they gon bite like cobras
Cold art, I wish the Louvre was in north dakota
Yea the shit they gave me had me couched like a sofa
Shoutout $tar, yeah, Im in montreal like so drunk, wheres the bar? yea
Ima give my all, like no fucks, check my card yeah
Feel like Laurie, Gloria, and Nora, play the part yea
My friend Gwen got straps and my friend Laura play guitar, yeah
You cant bench me, I'll be here forever, in the park yeah
You cant push my buttons or my levers, I dont start yea
Dont like daylight savings I feel better in the dark yea
Hate when they arrive, I hate when they depart yeah
Too much piling up, wish I could stay on top of it
Hung out with my happy friend, my sadness rubbing off on him

Louvre prod wstdyth & taylor kulina

i spent thousands on my linen so expensive
you wont ever put yourself in my position
i dont care bout what you think or how you feeling
i wont tell you how to fix it you wont listen

Float

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3iPFJufz7A
My whole life shuttered up
Two worlds at once
falling on my ass but this a tortoise run
Get a  2 week trial thats a taurus dub
U steady going outta style like a 401k
Medi gun spray
Im on Saints Rows cheat codes 
Yeh on the game
Secret pin to get in
20 digits in a case
ID tag in my skin
Issa fresh coat of paint
 
I dont do that codendent race
Run the other way
Fell into a pit of spikes
Got em poking out my face
Lap my wounds love the pain
Whats the roleplay today
Whats the roleplay today
Floating into space

You aint ever been no snake I watch em wrap around yo legs
Couldnt wrangle nothing strong U was ignoring the cage
U was brewing something you Left a trail of decay
3 bonemeal in the plant make it ok
Okay okay okay
They post me on that page
They rave they hate
I been in every rank
Im in her curls
I know thats not ur girl
I got a stylus on the dice
Bouta roll the world 

Im hitting red every time thats the bird table
I prop my hand against the wall thats a curse angle
I slide under the main event pull a Kurt angle
They swear that shit is heaven sent but im under the grid
I was posted on that roof
Bet im making precedent
2028 we locking in a 27 win
I dont wanna kick it withcha if its weird in the crib
I wont ever be a beard I aint itching for a dish
Youll b rubbin on the lamp 2 times for a wish
U aint ever been as bad as when were skin 2 skin
Yea baby let me in
Big bad wolf
Blew that house wooooo Get engulfed in it

Get engulfed innit
Get enfuled innit
If i get exhausted I dig a hole in it
Other end of the earth im in her wechat
She tryna give her gold to me aint even meet yet
I fit the precedent
Im never gonna win again I aint betting mint

Float

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