U KNOW THAT BITCH GON ROCKET 🚀🚀🚀

Kidding me (Diss) Ft. Luciano & Judas

J Mill with the track track 
you know ima go go go clap back 
thank you mr. lite for the feature
because you know I really really eally need yaaaaa 
You never got clicks before all of the songs
this boy talking like that he did it from his all
he just crying that divinity just sliding him
but it aint my fault you aint got no slight of hand
J mill was right it was a full house
with angels inside, went inside to hide it out
when the gang came in blicking everyone down
j mills was running like a coward to the dog pound 
he pressed that im talking bad about his voice
but I don't give a fuck this whole track was your choice
so get yo momma to give comfort like a good boy   
oh no you don't got one ill be yo dad give you joy
you can't shoot you shoot like a granny
I don't know whats up with him he tryin to get in panties
but after this diss you gonna have to go pay manny
cause you know that be the best bar you fanny
buddy moving like Dahmer violating those beats
can't believe it takes him two days to write up that sheet (shit)
he got them mental issues you can tell when he speaks
built like a fatass boy this mic you cannot eat
manny carried that whole diss with his one liner
why you gooning on the beat you jerkmate subscriber
the way you glazing on my name calling you a piper
your not a gangster more like a wannabe west-sider
I think the pop smoke line went over yo head
when he tried acting like the shit he turned out dead
im not trying to diss pop no disrespect 
im saying people wanted it to be u instead
cause unlike pop all the shit you do is garbage
popping this venom in you its gon be carnage
judging from the clicks I would say that I be charting
but you lil slow to understand so i wont start it
why lil dee raps like white boy nerd
this guy definitely has that anime figure quirk
is JMills dick up yo butt or what?
Is cherry blossom really not fucking enough?
if you don't think ill slide then say it on twitter
be the man of the house if you think you is a hitter
but when we walk yo ass down don't get bitter
yo girl might think that you is just a bitcher
you make yo girl dry I make yo girl wetter
only reason why is cause that im better 
ima get your girls candy to blossom
she screaming out omg lite your awesome
take out yo song take it like a good boy don't bark
I think you also mental I see all of your arcs
man is talking like a Hollywood star
but the only thing that's Hollywood is his bars
I remember when I came in you sucked my dick
cade wait oh my god was that Mr. lit
and you got on your knees n begged for a ft 
and I never reached out cause yo shit is just pee
u say I be dressing like a tennis player 
I get exercise n you sit on your big ass layers
how you talking that shit you lost to the biggest player
me and bakes cooked yo ass now u got many behaviors
gave you D.I.D. you going insane "wannabe no love" 
when i was the one of the founding fathers for that you is dumb
listen here lil tay yo rap just some buns
im just being real with ya watch out yo girl might be on some other chum 
j mills saying im a culture vulture 
when hes brothers with a gang member from the suburbs
oh word I don't really understand how that works 
if you gon say something at least go thru your own word like what

Awesome - Mr. Lite ft. JMILL$

Closer - Sam Wooty ft. Jmill$

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LOVE FROM PORTOFINO (feat. Keshi)

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i n t x r u x

I’m feelin kinda lost, going out my mind.
Been doin this for 3 years, I did my time. 
Now everyone pretend like they know me like 
I ain't sittin’ on a milly, but all I show you hoes is dimes.
I’m tired of the bull, tired of these bitches playin’ with me. 
Say you love my songs, but yall ain’t really tryna sing em with me
Everytime I drop some shit, some bitches got some shit to say.
But I ain’t worried bout it, all I say is fuck em, walk away. 
Everyday, playin' face, but underneath it's all the same. 
Copy, paste, beg me for a feature, then they drop my name. 
Got me in your sights now, baby, take a shot, so I can put you in the spotlight, baby. 
This shit give me an appetite, baby. 
I get hungry, connect to it like satellite, baby. 
I'm a junkie, I'm jonesin' for this music life shit, 
It's like a needle to my veins, how it got me vice gripped. 
Like this.
But lately, all it's doin' is makin' me lifeless. 
Be lookin' back like damn, man. 
"What we doin, what's the plan, man?"
Just spark the spliff and hit the clouds, don't give a fuck where we gone land, man.
Ignore em,
Ignore the pussy ass hoes who say we gettin' boring. 
Cuz we been doin' this before 'em.
And I ain't here for back and forth, 
But if it really hit the fan, some of you bitches would come knockin' at the door.

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

Too busy drinkin',  thinkin' bout the time that I been wastin'
I'm wasted, 
And bout to take the pen up off the paper.
I'm tired of singin' 
Tired of writin' songs, 
Tired of givin my all to these artists for them to do me wrong. 
Tired of claimin' brothers and sisters who ain't really rockin' with ya. 
That take a chance and they diss you when folks get them alone.
And then they front and act like they didn’t, 
Say that I’m actin different, 
I  call em out for the shit then they start lookin shocked.
But it’s alright, I already did it, I done made my mark. 
I made it to the top, I'm on my pedestal now,
I might be gone for a while, 
But I look back with a smile, 
Cuz Im the king of this shit don’t need no ring 
Cuz I cling to the crown

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

This shit used to get me high off of nothin'.
Inhale it like a cigarette, I'm fiendin' for the buzz. 
I'm buggin'
Now I don't know who I can put my trust in, 
 Keep showin' me them true colors, bitch, 
And I'll keep movin' and adjustin'. 
Breakin' news, just in: 
You  bitches always got some shit to say and it's disgustin'
Y'all keep me in discussions. 
Beatin' on your brain so much, you hoes got a concussion. 
But it's alright it's just the reporcussions, 
So y'all can keep discussin'

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

i n t x r u x

Naldi

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