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(Prod.By RudisBeats x Nikco Suavvaye)

What She Want

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(Prod.By Palaze x Nikco Suavvaye)

Wishes And Wells

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Don't Let Me Down

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(Prod.By INFFABE x Nikco Suavvaye )

Lyrics:

I’m Sick of niggas always tryin to start some 

He Ask me where I’m from 

I’m from where they fuck your mom

I don’t need to gang bang to hop out with this drum

All about my money still get you dead and done


Verse:

Sick of that bullshit 

I’ve been stacking blue shit 

Brodie caught him in the air made him do a full flip

Worried about another motherfucker that’s that loser shit 

Use to send some bitches to the store like go and boost some shit

Had a free extendo mad as fuck it didn’t fit the shit

Try to set me up she going too I don’t trust a bitch

Catch me up in public gold rocking looking bright as shit 

If we linking up ain’t got to ask she just going to my suck my dick

Real shit

Praying every day don’t want to kill shit 

But best believe don’t get it twisted I still will bitch 

Let’s take a field trip 

Hop out till that steel click

Why settle for a fucking M I want a bill bitch

I got enough if I wanted I could build a bitch

If I wanted could get shit to make a semi flip

Lost my feelings so it’s  rare I ever feel shit

I thank god and my momma  they made me the shit 

Nigga

Straight Gunnin

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(Prod.By HVTREDD x Nikco Suavvaye)

Lyrics: 
Trying to get a plate like I’m up for the bat 

We don’t stay safe nigga safes get cracked 

Bitch niggas get slapped bad bitches get stabbed 

Got a hunnid in a bag finna stash at the pad



He fucking with the bitches now a nigga got a plan 

Heard the keys in the mat 

So this coat hold a Mac 

We going pull up looking mean grab the dough that's that 

Try to play a hand get your ass left flat 

Now we gone with the racks splitting money making halves 

Got the Lean with the sprite know you know the rest to that 

Baume and mercier white face lil flash 

Feeling real good finna cruise not dash 

Homie at the light say what’s up whip pass

Pull up for some gas crack a bitch with some ass

As I’m leaving out her crib neighbors looking like he smashed 

Fed my gun veggies got the green beam attached 

 Always going win bitch I learned to adapt 

You a fake nigga leave your hand with no dap

Better get your life in shape nigga go and run a lap

Like a carry on machine got a strap




Verse 2:
We was just chilling now her face in my lap

We was good but some villains when it came to stack

If you a pussey they going take what you have

Tell you go and get your dad so they’ll take what he has

Cops pull us over had the pills by my sack I know they really mad they didn’t find one bag 
 

As we let go had a grin and a laugh

Always win first even when I show up last

Under The Moon

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Bad Weather

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Making My Lane

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(Prod.By RudisBeats x Nikco Suavvaye)

Lyrics:

Trying to live life trying to find me the meaning

Since I live different everyone seem to see me

On a  different road why they trying hard to beat me 

Say a lotta shit but they really want to be me 

Didn’t catch me when I fell they were quick just to leave me

Imma hurt their heart next time that they see me

Gotta get the money once I get it gotta repeat

Catch me in the sun white T and a gold link 

She asked me what I want texted back bitch you know me 

Riding with the smoke ride riding with homie 

I don’t pay no mind jealous niggas is below me

Won’t get in line can’t let them control me 

If you strong enough take the way that’s lonely 

If you getting money you deserve it buy a trophy 

Use to get the money out a bag on the low key 

Got what I want then disappeared like I’m Loki 

Believed in this shit before anything showed me

Know I’m doing something right when they want to know me 

Imma fly past mother fuckers can’t slow me 

Bitch gotta a problem fuck you and your homie 

Like to  stay inside cause the world can annoy me

Stay in the room where there’s bass and it’s noisy 

Run the shit back hear my voice and enjoy me

Been on a journey if you want you can join me

GOLD LINKS

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(Prod.By RudisBeats x Nikco Suavvaye)

Lyrics:

Smoking a wood the life that we lived in the hood wasn’t good 

Paper the language when heard understood

When I pop out they can’t help but to look

Less you print money out here it get took

Calm your ass down before it get a foot

She slurp the shit  like a fruit by the foot 

Need a chef hat seen the homie cook good 

Chain on me plain but it shine from the cut



Like a knife in your gut 

Slice up the bag get to carving shit up

Ain’t wasting time told her back the shit up 

Ain’t got a heart if it ain’t adding up

Sick of the struggle I’ve had me enough 

We would piece up and still not have enough 

Asking who really above show me love 

He think it’s a game put his head in the tub

Wrap his ass up cock it back and then bust 

Play the bitch heart cause I beef with her bruh

Done me some dirt you can judge but so what

Run this shit back if you think to give up 

here moving with you let’s run this shit up 

Find you a blessing then pick the shit up

Don’t put yourself down nigga pick yourself up

Don’t worry about failing you’ll fuck some shit up

Paper The Language

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(Prod.By Lil $wedden x  x Nikco Suavvaye)

Break Yo Self

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(Prod.By Tosso x Unorthodox x Nikco $uavvaye)
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Lyrics:

Click click until there’s flame to get my smoke lit

Keep it moving in the game I gotta over flow this

I heard they notice that what I touch will turn to gold quick 

I’ll Knock you from your frame like a picture hope you know this 



I pop some shit an now I’m high like where the floor is

I’ll speak it to your face these niggas gossip with a broke wrist 

Ill disappear for days then out the blue appear with more shit 

No bull shit she told me make a choice I chose a new bitch 

I catch myself when I get urges to go knock shit 

Knock knock knock at your door then let myself in 

Look left right here we go let’s get to bagging 

They asking where you been by myself do you him

A weird nigga around my table there is no friends

Don’t do them 

They got some nerve they thinking that  I owe them 

I could try my hardest, but I accept that I won’t fit in

Accept that I been him

Change it up a bit it ain’t no scotch today it’s just gin

I’m just a nigga they can’t risk to  have a foot in 



Expand my knowledge I’m the palm that can see the world 

A golden child like my momma was one of them golden girls

$UAVVAYE

Click Click

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(Prod.By MANIIC x Nikco Suavvaye)

Moment/DateJust

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(Prod.By AlexMilano x Nikco Suavvaye)

Nikco $uavvaye - Studio Alchemy

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(Prod.By RudisBeats x Nikco Suavvaye)

Nikco $uavvaye - Can I talk to you

Nikco $uavvaye - Why do I

Nikco $uavvaye - Come Around

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(Prod.By Klaxy Beats x Nikco Suavvaye)

Till Father Calls Me Home

Park Benches

Cupid Dreams

The Game Control her

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(Prod.By ehrboyla x Nikco Suavvaye)

MYSTIQUE

AT THE END OF AUTUMN

(Prod.by Yondo X $uavvaye)


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Mummy

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Prod.by ZachOnTheTrack X Nikco $uavvaye

Loki

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(Prod.By AGBEATS x Nikco $uavvaye)

lyrics:
This is every fucking week
I  learned to live life wit no sleep
Learned to grind hard or don’t eat
Niggas wanna kill me
Bitches wanna scheme me
I just wanna live my fucking dream

Really fucked me up on scene
seen a soul leave a human being
Looked in the mirror just to see the only
Mother fucker  ever gave a shit about me

This is every fucking week

Grinding all night wit no sleep
The streets took my brothers but  it still want me
The only bitch I ever loved don’t give a fck about
Why the drugs make my lil niggas change on me
Why the voices in my head guide me
I've been going extra miles but I’m Feeling on E always helped those that never helped me
Being real is a blessing an a curse man I put that on me



Thought the money make me happy
But it made me lonely
got some niggas really dead an some niggas dead to me
Putting heat to a grill of whoever want beef
Putting meat in yo girl cuhz I’m cooking up the scene
Catch me riding in a 4 doors but it’s only me
Catch me riding wit a 44 cuhz it’s them or me
Fck love I don’t chase hoes focused on my dreams
Had to walk on unpaved roads just to find me

Insomniac

Painpills And Zips

Numb

Below Zero

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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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(Prod.By Pain X Nikco Suavvaye)

Lyrics:

Trying to stand ten toes 

Some times it gets hard 

They depended on me more than me 

I can’t fall 

Had to kick down doors

Had to break through walls

Had to live up and down 

Just to learn to restart 

They judge 

But they don’t know us 

Forgive god I trust but this money is a must 

Better come an get your bitch cause she fiending for the lust 

Always keep my tool sharp I ain’t goin let it rust 



Always keep my tool sharp I ain’t goin let it 

Rust 

Better  learn to get ahead 

Or get found in the dust 

This ain’t a competition if it was they’ll get crushed 

If you playin with the wolves you either bust or get rushed 

 posted on the block smokin kush feeling stuck 

Tryin to make a master plan

Tryin to make a quick buck 

Can’t stand when you up when there shit out of luck 

So I stand with a smile cause I don’t give a fck 



I can freeze my limbs when it ain’t that season 

Been doin this shit we ain’t fresh we seasoned 

She fck or she leave i ain’t with that teasin

Yellow gold on me got me lookin real cheesy 

Like my girls classy I don’t like nothin sleazy 

Dressed in all black so at night they won’t see me

If you about the money sooner or later you’ll meet me 

I dish what you give so watch how you greet me

Can't Fall

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(Prod.By LAW X Nikco Suavvaye)

lyrics:

hook:
Lean with the sprite 

Don’t pass me a faygo

Got your main hoe down to fuck when I say so 

Better back back cuhz this shit here leaves holes 

See the big picture like vison like  T Vo

What do they know saying shit that they ain’t on 

Chains on my neck like my nuts let them hang low 



Came from the gutta where niggas is cutthroat 

Find you face down in the dirt with a cutthroat 


verse: 1

Find you face down in the dirt with a cutthroat 

When it’s the dough we don’t play we all cutthroat 

Had to climb up from the bottom with no rope

Really been up in the crib where they sell dope 



Wrapped up in gold like a rolo

Gun make me lean like a cholo

Freezing my self like I’m frozo

Bitch want a ring I ain’t   Frodo 

Just suck my dick what I  tell hoes


Verse: 2

Started this shit smoking swishers block

Did the foot work now my money like blocks 

Stack them I stack them I stack them a lot 

Here amongst them but they treat me like god

Bumpin my shit when I’m up in the drop 

Shout out my fans that be waiting for drops 

You ain’t what you claim lil nigga just stop

House full of guns you don’t knock you get popped

Simmie Flow

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(Prod.By LAW X Nikco Suavvaye)

lyrics:
Money machine to count up all my figures 

I don’t need friends I don’t fuck with these niggas

Bitches on me just to hope that I pick them 

If he try me and I might snap I might kill him 

Ain’t popped a pill still numb in my feelings 

Hard to do good when you grew up with villains 

Car like the citrus I get to the peeling 

You chasing the mms

My minds on a billion 



My mind on a billion 

Swerving the coupe with Brazilians 

Watching out for all civilians 

Pockets on pockets I’m filling 

Drink with a pill in 

She gave me top no ceiling

I’m  chilling at the top no building 

Two Glock wielding 

Cause niggas out here be killing 

Had to stick out couldn’t be no chameleon 

They fight over mms and missing on billions



Once I started this couldn’t stop nigga 

Never think what they say is what you are nigga

I shine when it’s dark I’m a star nigga 

When you need them is they going ride with you 

Most times you going find no ones down with you

Most times you going find they just want from you 

Ain’t talking hell cats but there’s challengers when they see a young nigga just living up

Money Machine

Pop The Trunk

Sunroof

Insomniac

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