Angelo Nero & Kain - Calling Your Name [xmichaelwarren]

November (prod. Miles Yoko)

Something... (prod. Miles Yoko)

I Know, Pt. 2 (prod. Miles Yoko)

I Can't Understand (prod. Miles Yoko)

Targaryen (prod. Miles Yoko, Munnyx, NoJetLag & AllyP)

[Chorus]
Yeah, hard to pick it up when it all fall down
Gotta pick it up, I can’t let it fall down
Gotta pick it up, ain’t caring ‘bout the cost, now
Send the artillery, everybody getting shot down

[Post-Chorus]
You still talking ‘bout that shit, I promise, I don’t know nothing
Uh, put that fire to my head, let’s see if you go bust it
‘Cause, you just been talking out
I don’t trust that shit, I don’t need no discussion
Walk outside with that shit in my belt, they said I’m disgusting

[Verse]
Yeah, uh, shout out the bitch, tryna eat it up
I know that I gotta keep it up
That label don’t want me seeing enough
Like, bitch, I don’t care ‘bout the deal, I ain’t tryna go sign
Keep me on the leash, enough
And, I’m running out, like, I ain’t got all that time
Can’t even speak too much
I don’t care ‘bout the stories
Yeah, all that keep getting boring
Imma step outside, I’m big touring
Step on that gas, I was tryna floor it
I got big ass shades, I ain’t see the flooring
I got the money soaring
I’m boutta throw that bag, got the money soaring
Yeah, call up my Mom, I said I made it, I got her eyes pouring, oh, woah

[Bridge]
Please, don’t count me out
Yeah, everybody wanna act like I’m nothing, better count me out
I got motherfuckers right on the side, they ready to run it out
I’ll do stuff all by myself, I’ll pick it up, I ain’t running it out

[Chorus]
Yeah, hard to pick it up when it all fall down
Gotta pick it up, I can’t let it fall down
Gotta pick it up, ain’t caring ‘bout the cost, now
Send the artillery, everybody getting shot down

Stories (prod. Angelo Nero)

Goodbye & So Long (prod. Miles Yoko)

Face Value (prod. Miles Yoko)

Heretic (prod. Miles Yoko)

Bitch, I'm hanging from the chandelier like Sia, I can't even see ya
Uh, walk through the woods like Leon Kennedy, bitch, I can't even fear ya
Ah, bitch, I can't even hear ya
Yeah, all of my boys get t'd up
I'm outside with them boys in a Kia
Hop on the corner, then, I put the fee up
 
All of my lil' one get bad, they don't play
Find out you fuck with my opps, and you fake
Found out you fuck with the opps, and, the snakes
I don't even got one word I can say
Yeah, better go run, you ain't safe
Everyone getting erased
That shell out the cage
I brought the beast out the cage
Yeah, and I showed your ho all the rage
I put this shit right in front of the face
I shot the bitch like I'm joining in FaZe
Been on it all, no, this ain't the phase
My bitches so old, they don't know my age
I fucked your boo in the same bed you lay at
She want me painting her face
Go way too fast, I can't pace that
All these motherfuckers can't keep up the pace
Going out overseas
I want a bitch feeling me
I'm hopping out with Exi
Put a bad bitch on molly
Silence the boy who keep calling
Cut off the head of the motherfucker now
The one who keep stalling
I'm on that CEO shit, I'm calling the shots
Huh, don't wanna be seeing your bitch
Ugly as fuck, don't even want top
I'm on the street, can't stop
I'm on the street, walking right on your block
Can't even speak, bitch, I got writer block
Don't wanna see that shit, hell nah
I'm gon' slide, and die
Don't really care 'bout my life
I'm gon' lie, I'm lying
Only gon' speak 'bout the truth, I'm right
Take all your tooth out, you can't bite
Huh, you can't hide
Huh, you gon' die
I'm gon' die

Bitch, I'm hanging from the chandelier like Sia, I can't even see ya
Walk through the woods like Leon Kennedy, bitch, I can't even fear ya
Ah, bitch, I can't even hear ya
All of my boys get t'd up
I'm outside with them boys in a Kia
Hop on the corner, then, I put the fee up

Out The Cage (prod. Miles Yoko & levalarie)

And, I
And, I
Decide what happens
And, I been crashing
Don't wanna be has been
Don't wanna be slacking

On everything I've done
Don't wanna look so dumb
Don't wanna step to run
Don't wanna talk 'bout none
I don't wanna make you numb
I know, shit could get so tough
But, I got to make it up
But, I got to get through rough
To make sure I did enough
To make sure it's all there
To make sure it's all fair
And I'm sure, I don't care
And I recognized it every year

And, I
And, I
Decide what happens
And, I been crashing
Don't wanna be has been
Don't wanna be slacking

And, I (prod. Miles Yoko)

I fell from the sky, from the clouds
Nothing you gon' do gon' drag me down
I don't need a hand, don't need it now
'Cause everywhere I go, they look at me foul
Where was you when I went, fell?
When everything went south
An endless road on the route
Can't even figure it out
So much pain that I gotta let out
I don't even care, 'cause, I gotta get out

Tryna climb out of my hole
Ask me things I don't even know
Take me where I don't wanna go
I'm done with that
I don't even need a mask
And don't you even try to cover up what I did
I'll admit to my sins
Don't care about it
Ain't ashamed of what I hid
I know, some things just don't hit
I know, some things just don't go in

I fell from the sky, from the clouds
Nothing you gon' do gon' drag me down
I don't need a hand, don't need it now
'Cause everywhere I go, they look at me foul
Where was you when I went, fell?
When everything went south
An endless road on the route
Can't even figure it out
So much pain that I gotta let out
I don't even care, 'cause, I gotta get out

From the Clouds (prod. Miles Yoko)

CARE (prod. Miles Yoko & Jiorno)

battle (prod. miles yoko)

I Can't (prod. Dani Kiyoko)

STATUS (prod. Miles Yoko)

CRUSHED (prod. Butchey)

We Are Chud ft. juggedhisdaughter & heaveninterlude (prod. senseixjay)

You wan' talk some, then you better step up
He wan' walk some, but he ain't gon' step up
AK up in the room, I bet they know it's us
I think I need a brand new fit, this shit got filled with dust
Uh, yeah, go turn the bass up, tell them "Turn me up"
It's a—it's a XD in this bitch, don't wanna get shot down, you suck
It's so empty in this room, walk inside, fill it up
So much pressure putting on them shoes, you better fill them up

Wanna get inside of here, I remember we wasn't cool
But I ain't gon' let no stupid ass bitch go grab up on my tools
You wanna get inside where I am, you gotta follow the rules
And I remember everything they said I couldn't go do
Like, bitch, I couldn't go shoot
Too many letters, alphabet soup
Try to get on the cover now
I wan' see how you gon' do
I ain't buying no Labubu
You said you heard me on YouTube
I know you loving her too
I was all up on her mind first
I ain't gon' wait for my turn
I remember, I was doing this young, just since I was a minor
Your boy gon' fuck on minors
I'm going up, like climbers
She tall, I climb her
She don't want no timer

You wan' talk some, then you better step up
He wan' walk some, but he ain't gon' step up
AK up in the room, I bet they know it's us
I think I need a brand new fit, this shit got filled with dust
Uh, yeah, go turn the bass up, tell them "Turn me up"
It's a—it's a XD in this bitch, don't wanna get shot down, you suck
It's so empty in this room, walk inside, fill it up
So much pressure putting on them shoes, you better fill them up

Step Up (prod. Tenshi & Pekka)

[Pre-Chorus: Angelo Nero]
Mhm, yeah, walk inside that bitch, yeah
I was the only one clutching shit, I got the sticks up
Want me to pose right for the picture?
I'm outside with my knights, stunting shit, go take that flick, yeah

[Chorus: Angelo Nero]
Yeah, huh, money all over, you know how it goes
And, I was cracking boujee bitches, got them Margiela Hoes
I step out, fresh as fuck, got Margiela on all of my toes
And, he don't want no war, we got that red beam right on his nose

[Verse 1: Angelo Nero]
Flip her upside down, I'll show you how lil' Nero do it
I had to get right to it
Get right to that bag, my money fluent
See that bitch, she moving fluid, know that movement fluid
She wan' fuck me right as we met, ain't even asking how I'm doing
Yeah, hah, I'm going Walter White, go Jesse Pink'
Beat that up, that pussy pink
Me and that bitch don't got no thing
Yeah, making all that, I don't even gotta think no more
Racks too tall for all that, it just block the fucking door

[Verse 2: miles yoko]
Huh, I just step out of that door
Huh, shawty want my love, had to tell her no
Yeah, pass out on the floor
And, I got that pack for the low
Huh, she wan' take me up
Hit a line, I’m like, oh?
Huh, I got swag in bitch
Pop my collar bitch I’m lit
I take a stab, this bitch a trip
I fuck and dip, that bitch a trick
Like, I don’t wanna talk 'bout none
You steal my flow, you fucking son
I’m stacking guap like every month
And, she don’t wanna know what

[Bridge: miles yoko]
What we been on?
Bitch, we runnin’ game
And, we been goin’ up
Huh, ain’t like Marvin Gaye
I take one, and, I cut my face
We stomp him out his fucking face
We put that boy up in his place
I’m like a vamp wit’ fangs

[Chorus: Angelo Nero & miles yoko]
Yeah, huh, money all over, you know how it goes
And, I was cracking boujee bitches, got them Margiela Hoes
I step out, fresh as fuck, got Margiela on all of my toes
And, he don't want no war, we got that red beam right on his nose (Right on his nose)

[Verse 3: miles yoko]
Huh, hit that ho from the back, yeah, nobody knows
I’ve been cheifin’ on that za, blowin’ some o’s
You get X’d out just like tic tac toe
I can’t even go, what?
I can’t even stand that ho
Me and bro done stepped out, me and twin done stepped out, Margiela Steppin'
You ain’t even post up like that, you ain’t wit’ twin clutching weapon
And I been goin’ up like crazy, I done upped all of my settings
I can’t really cuff that ho, I don’t want no fucking wedding

Margiela Hoes (feat. Miles Yoko)

[Chorus]
Trying to hide, you can’t even run
Too—too far gone, I’m tryna catch some
Let’s see who’s up by the end of the month
You started it all, let’s go have fun
I got it all, put a bag on you, bruh
Ain’t—ain’t no use tryna brag about some

[Post-Chorus]
You better bag that up
And, I’m tryna take up all your flesh
Wanna carve my name right in your flesh
I’m way too sick, boy, I’m sick in the head
I feel like a killer, I might just Ed
Seen them fall, paint the whole town red
Seen—seen them fall, paint the whole town red—red
See you fall, go—go—go leave you dead

[Verse]
Leave him right there in the ditch
Yeah, I don’t know which one to pick
Yeah, they been saying I’m the pick
Yeah, saying I act like a prick
May—maybe I—maybe I don’t give a shit
That’s the reason that I act like a dick
They—they the reason that I keep feeling sick
Go cut you down, Imma chop you, bitch
Sending them shots at your clique
Made the boy fall off, quick
Made the boy fall, qui—quit
Make the money—make the money fall, like a witch
Bloo—blood rain down from the top of this shit
Skin him alive, I don’t wanna see you pissed
Skin you alive, I don’t wanna see a tear
Don—don’t throw no fit

[Interlude]
Tryna die
Pull up, tryna die
Bitch, I’m tryna die
They all tryna die

[Bridge]
Imma say one more time
Who the fuck gave me life?
Who the one, taught me to lie?
Nobody taught me to die
Nobody taught me to
Nobody taught me to talk
Nobody taught me to walk
Taught myself it all

[Chorus]
Trying to hide, you can’t even run
Too—too far gone, I’m tryna catch some
Let’s see who’s up by the end of the month
You started it all, let’s go have fun
I got it all, put a bag on you, bruh
Ain’t—ain’t no use tryna brag about some

End of the Month *FUNHVR MIX* (prod. Miles Yoko)

CRUNCH TIME (prod. Kidd Exi)

[Verse]
Dropped out of school ‘cause I thought that I would make it
Been a fucking while, and, I still ain’t even make it
They been hating on me ‘cause they way too fucking basic
I just take one to the face, bitch, I fucking face it
Praying to the Baphoment, they think I’m fucking Satan
Way too gone off it all, I can’t hear what you saying
Really threw away my life, I don’t care if I waste it
Bad bitch on my dick, saying she wanna taste it
Uh, shout out to the Henny, that’s the one that got me liq’ed
Shout out to the Henny, made me feel just like I’m lit
You been walking like you Diddy, bet you touch them kids
I just fucked up on your ho, I met that bitch off Hinge
I just fucked up on this bitch, now, she wanna be Brixx
I just fucked up on this bitch, now, she wanna make kids
I just fucked up on this bitch, I can’t fall that bitch
I’m gon’ fuck them over, now, they fall for my tricks
I’m tryna get fucked up, where the fuck the whippets?
Ride my dick all night, she trying fitness
Cup is way too fucking red, can’t even sip this
I’m—I’m at rock bottom, I can’t get lower than this

DROPPED OUT (prod. Ascolt)

RAVE ft. levalarie & funhvr (prod. Miles Yoko & Jiorno)

HAHA ft. funhvr (prod. Tenshi & tec9beat)

ive been telling you how it is
what you mean you don't know shit
can you please get off my dick
if she want me for me then she can have me
but i cant give no guarantees idk shit could happen
i feel like a simp i just wanna bring you flowers
im tryna make you a mother
non ho mai smesso di amare
pardon for my italian
i hit angelo i thought hes italian
if she wants that bag then shes gonna get that bag
really i dont got methods ill never get that shit back
i thought i was gone for sure
how did i make it through that
i cant show my back
i know theyll stab for sure
can we do it again
for good measure
man fuck what they say
you're my whole world
can you take that plane
i just want you close

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