why is this the one tho? something about the way you work is incredible, keep this shit up 👍

neverdropdash

moviestar

jeep wave

ft. @youngbasedjosh
prod. @nightclub x @prodjvsper

lyrics:

(bills)
i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

it could go one out of two ways
they ain’t ready for the new wave
run it up till I be too paid
my taste expensive like my name was 2 Chainz
hit the west coast like I’m Blueface
i’m in her mouth like some toothpaste
you funny if you think I give a fuck about what you say
i could turn it up like DJ
hit buck fifty on the freeway
give a fuck about what he say, she say, they say
yeah ‘cuz we paid
i could turn it up like DJ
hit buck fifty on the freeway
give a fuck about what he say, she say, they say
yeah ‘cuz we paid

i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

(YBJ)
you could catch me flexing baby, splashin' like a well
it’s truly quite perplexing, way i’m flexin' you could tell
i’m not Yeat, but my name be ringin’ bells
i must be dyslexic, ‘cuz my exes look like L’s
she wanna call me late at night and hit my cell
i know that she drink tonight so imma wish her well
no i don’t ever sleep, i never see hotels
i’m rollin’ in the deep, i feel just like Adele
i’m rollin’ through the streets, i’m dodgin’ all the shells
she rollin’ in my sheets, and it get hot as hell
she medusa so i had to break the spell
just like St. Lucia, yeah i bring tsunami swells
damn it’s raining
she’s complaining
damn she pain me
please don’t page me (imma make it rain)
i’ve been changing
i’ve been waiting
contemplating
still risk taking (had to make a change)

(bills)
i’m so uptown like the 1 train 
my bitch is bad, she belong on a runway
i hit Miami when I need some sun rays
you might get this lit if you lucky someday
i’m so New York like the Yankees
shoutout my ock, yeah big love for the Pakis
shoot at my opps if they askin’ for static
yeah we could go there, bitch I could drag it
static, static
if that’s what you want, you could have it
i’m with the jocks wreaking havoc
if it’s up then it could get tragic
catch em’, lackin
smooth, magic
easy, basket
send ‘em, packin’

UPTOWN ft. YBJ

throwaway luv (sped up)

secretly my best song not finishing it prolly tho

Prod. @icebehumble

Lyrics:

My eyes see everything
Wake up work every day
I’m riding in a tank
But I’m not Gervonta
I do this for the gang 
Yeah, 4TF I would do anything
Or be stressed I can’t do everything
Everything is not enough, I want love
But I been cheating on the drugs
I’m fucked up
I know I’ve broken all you trust
It’s all done
But I know you’ll be back
Even though you shouldn’t
You said it wouldn’t last
But I knew it would
But I’ll make sure it’s all fine
It’s all good
That you come back and you’re mine
As you should

The Patek flooded like a typhoon
Electrify ‘em like I’m Raichu
I’m in the Cullinan so I can’t let you slide thru
The road is narrow, body big like it got type 2
My bank account got 3 five times like it’s a haiku
I’m handing out chains to the gang like it’s a drive-thru
And everyone come after me won’t have what I do
He think he hard but boy you soft just like a hi-chew
Find me on iTunes
I ain’t no SoundCloud rapper baby you got lied to
I hit your bitch and now this songs for you to cry to
Ain’t even want that bitch I hit her just to spite you
Yeah

My eyes see everything
Wake up work every day
I’m riding in a tank
But I’m not Gervonta
I do this for the gang
Yeah, 4TF I would do anything
Got the gang rockin some heavy chains
It’s been a minute since you called me to come get a taste
Do you see me or money when you looking at my face
I had it hot when I was a youngin like I’m Lil Wayne
If we gone keep giving our flowers then where’s my bouquet?

I remember riding type beats back in middle school
And all my teachers said this music shit was minuscule
Saw all my homies rapping with me getting ridiculed
I had to put on for my team way before it was cool
But now they on the movement
They screaming comeback Cubn
Before they threw the deuces
But now I’m never losing
But now it’s up we cruising
Shoutout my homie Mood, man
He knew I was chosen
Way before they was choosing
Still ain’t where I’m finna be
Posted up on Sigourney
Finger where the trigger be
Listen up here take a knee
Listen up now I’m a big boss
Pockets fat like, well- 
They fat like Rick Ross

My eyes see everything
Wake up work every day 
I’m riding in a tank
But I’m not Gervonta
I do this for the gang
Yeah, 4TF I would do anything
For the family this shit every day
Wake up count the cake
Clean off my dinner plate
We don’t got no room for a Judas rocking all the snakes
I ain’t affiliated homies dropping all the rakes
4TF, that’s for the family, Everybody K

4 THE FAMILY

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if u steal my ideas ill knock u out
- @contradash

throwaway luv (sped up)

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