disregard prod. 9cyon

Produced by nm Rem

(kill yourself)
(ye)
(look at the sky im better than ever)
(ye)
(eya)
(last day)
(i must be dreaming)
What you talking about?
I fell down then i get it
You can catch me cashing in a minute
Oh ya
You gonna catch me with some demons
Gang
Talk my shit they feel me
Pretty bitch keep saying that she needs me
Oh yah
Swag
On my rockstar shit i feel like David Bowie
Why the fuck you keep acting like you fucking know me
And i never met you boy don't call me homie
I done kiss the cup i got my self the fucking trophy
Ya
Used to be down bad but now we big up
Twenty - seven studio is time to geek up eya
Baby show me some bands to get my dick up eya
She do her little dance i need money longer than a benz truck
I'm about to crash the truck
Got weed inside the trunk
They said they gon shoot but they missed me like Donald Trump
Step outside so fly, they look at the fit, hey know wassup
Like i could style your ass
And then go tell them where you got the swag
Yea Remmy gave it to you
Why the fuck you hate on Youtube
Swag
But ain't gonna lie if i was like that ill' be mad too
Like i be mad for real
You broke as fuck can't pay the bills
Bitch so in love, feining for me like i'm fentanyl
What you talking about?
I fell down then i get it
You can catch me cashing in a minute
(Popstars) oh ya
You gonna catch me with some demons
Gang
Talk my shit they feel me
Pretty bitch keep saying that she needs me
Oh yah
Swag
On my rockstar shit i feel like David Bowie
Why the fuck you keep acting like you fucking know me
And i never met you boy don't call me homie
I done kiss the cup i got my self the fucking trophy
Ya
Used to be down bad but now we big up

David Bowie

Produced by Vuko

(oh yea)
Every time i talk my shit
I let them know that they can't compete
They wish they where fire like this
High like this
Shut up
I'm in a hotel suite
Cooking beats
Fucked up
And i know my worth you can't tell me nothing
I'm stargazing i look at the moon
Imma get rich you can't tell me nothing
Ok we broke but i make it look good
I just wanna make sure you doing ok imma call in a minute or two
Ok i relay on bullshit
Step out clean make bitch say uh shit
(yea)
Took some time to focus i did not went ghost
What you mean with that
My life too pretty to be that sad
Bitch so pretty she don't fuck with rap
White boy from the I make jump your trap
I'm in the session boy give me a sec
Sit back and listen to the lecture
I was geeked up fell asleep in a Lexus
Ok bitch may god bless you
You so mad may god bless you
Rockstar shit got the heavy metal
I'm in your city turn up at the venue
Look at me im blessed make me feel so special
Do your thing baby i would never forget you yea
That's the same stories they be telling
That's the same people who don't get it
Know the guys in the I understand it
Know the kids in the I understand it
Tried to took my down but you see i'm still standing
I tried to put my trust in you but don't get it
Move me the fuck out i'm so mad at this city
(oh yea)
Every time i talk my shit
I let them know that they can't compete
They wish they where fire like this
High like this
Shut up
I'm in a hotel suite
Cooking beats
Fucked up
And i know my worth you can't tell me nothing
I'm stargazing i look at the moon
Imma get rich you can't tell me nothing
Ok we broke but i make it look good
I just wanna make sure you doing ok imma call in a minute or two
Ok i relay on bullshit
Step out clean make bitch say uh shit
(early stage popstars)

Life Too Pretty

enamorame prod. me

Produced by Vang4rd

You acting like the rest cause you not different bitch
I can do that shit
Cause i'm so different built
And i'm in my bag so fuck how you feel
Need me a big ass crib like i'm Uncle Phil
(yaa)
Fuck
Yea
Oh my fucking god
Yea
Oh my fucking god
Oh my fucking god
Oh my god
Yah
How i got up here
Who did it
Who did it bitch
Bitch you should disappear
Houdini
I mean it
Im in that
Four by four truck
Shut up chump
I wanna quit the bullshit and just count up
Count up
Or what or what
Who got it?
Who got it?
I can key your Bugatti i don't give a fuck
Whatever keep tryna talk bitch i don't give a fuck
Let me tell you something
Let me tell you something
You said you better than me
What?
Some people fucking got it and you fucking don't
(what)
You talking shit about me boy you fucking dumb
(what)
You got me on my shit and now i'm mad as fuck
Yea
Do we got a problem?
Yea
My blade gon fucking solve it
Drugs got you like a zombie
Who's tryna eat my brain yea
Huh get out my fucking brain
You got me talking my shit and now i'm mad as fuck
You got me talking my shit and now i'm mad as fuck
You got me talking my shit and now i'm mad as fuck
You got me talking my shit and now i'm mad as fuck
(i must be dreaming)
(popstars)
You thought that i was done?
(what)
What
And you tried to scam me thought that i was dumb
I did this shit by myself all this fucking time
What the fuck
You should fucking die
I'm in this shit too deep
No i can't fucking cry
In italy we on some bullshit he ready to slide
Imma talk my shit forever till you fucking die
Nm rem is fucking him so keep that shit in mind

Omfg

Produced by Vuko & nm Rem

(yea)
(early stage popstars)
(i must be dreaming)
(popstars)
(early stage popstars)
(its Remmy season turn it up gang)
(Last day)
Yea early stage early stage popstars
Fuck this instrumental early stage pornstars
My name rem she calls me nichi when im deep in her guts
Yeye yea
Yeye yea
Eyes wide open
Wide open
Let me show you something you never seen before
Or what
And i could be sad but lately i been on (wait)
We changed up the world
Changed the country
I'm just trying to slide thru
She she likes my voice in her ears when i rap
Ok oh yea
And i'm whit all this shit
All my demons cooling
Work this shit we moving
Put on shit and my jeans (n)ine
(n)ine (n)ine
(n)ine (n)ine
Number (n)ine
Or what
Yea
Yea
Told that bitch stop lying
They nintendo-switching sides
Told their ass i do that shit they can't believe i'm right
We turn up the cinematic bitch this shit a movie
On the beat and i go manic we fucked up the studio
Im petty bitch fuck an excuse
No Armstrong damn i'm on the moon
Sixteen i saw the money move
Yea yea
(wait)
Yea early stage early stage popstars
Fuck this instrumental early stage pornstars
My name rem she calls me nichi when im deep in her guts
Yeye yea
Yeye yea
Eyes wide open
Wide open
Let me show you something you never seen before
Or what
And i could be sad but lately i been on (wait)
We changed up the world
Changed the country
(yea)
(bitch who you thought i was)
(who you thought i was)
(who you thought i am)
(who you thought i was)
(yea yea)
(early stage Popstars)
(early stage pop)
(yea)
(make they heart drop)
(yea)
(oh yea)
(turn the fuck up)
(or what)
(or what bitch)
(thats the tape)

Never Seen Before

Produced by Omarduro
@whitegirlwastedd

step in the club with drank
step in the club with drank
the girls want a boy like me
the boys want to be like me
she was tryna
let the girl on seen
they know white girl too mean
they-they-they-they-they know white girl too mean
don’t-don’t-don’t-don’t give a fuck what they saying
for this life that we live they been praying
when i fuck make the bed rock
when i fuck make the bed rock
run up get stained
run up get stained
run up get stained yea
we won’t leave you the same 
won’t leave you the same
you you
you you
new jeans not fitting
same bitch same bity
i’m coming thru you don’t get it
when ill get bands ill give back to the city
what the fuck did he say
can’t fuck with us you got sick to the brain
said that he emo the stick gave him pain
said that he emo the stick gave him pain
huh huh
huh huh
dior denim on my dick when i step out
2010 swag on my beats made me rock out
huh huh huh huh
huh huh huh huh
drop the blunt lil bitch and i’ll tweak out
i got too wasted white girl i get tweaked out
tweak t-t-tweak
lower your tone when you talk to me bitch
walk in the club and they playing my hit
undercover number (n)ine on the jeans
woo
waa 
woo
woo
woo
yea
woo
huh wow
i’m in the sky and i talk to the moon
eya 
eya 
eya 
(or what bitch)
pretty bitch look like Sailor Moon
but she not from here
but she not from here
bitch i’m not right here 
i need the world in my hands 
i thought i never needed help
now they fuck with nm rem
eya or what 
eya or what 
eya or what 
eya or what 
eya or what
eya or what 
eya or what
whitegirlwasted, nm rem we fuck this shit up
don’t-don’t-don’t-don’t give a fuck what they saying
for this life that we live they been praying
when i fuck make the bed rock
when i fuck make the bed rock
run up get stained
run up get stained
run up get stained yea
we won’t leave you the same 
won’t leave you the same
you you
you you
you you
you you
you you

Like Me feat. Whitegirlwasted

Produced by Smoke55fr & Heyk5

(it's Remmy season, turn it up gang)
Huh
(hold on)
(Hey smoke)
Huh
Fuck your whole rotation
Do your thing they won't say shit
I'm a fiend for this late shit
I'm a fiend for this fashion
She a fiend for this lashes, swag, bags, nails yea
He on the drugs that kill yea
Huh
Yea
I got her look at my jeans i won't spend it all on lean
If i steal all your bitch check i won't spend it all on me (nah)
They put my shit in the playlist
Made me proud
See that green
See that green
See that
Hold on
Bitch i know
Since you started talking
I started getting watches
It's been a minute
Since i started this shit
But i know they still watching
How - how that kid do that
We get shit hot knew that
Bitch come get this dick
Hold on hell nah i won't hit you back
The put me on next
Put me - put me on next
They like put me on rem
Put me - put me on rem
Now i get this shit damn
They be pocket watching
They be pocket watching
Just like birds keep talking
If you need some help
If you need some help i got you
And i thank god that im not you
I thank god i know he watching
Do my shit i know they watching
Broke my nose inside the mosh pit
I don't talk for shit oh yea
And i'm with this shit oh yea
Locked in do my shit oh yea
In the stu geeked up oh yea
Twin keep saying that it's my year
Bitch keep saying that it's not fair
Fuck her good legs in the air
They tried to kill me in the I
But they failed nice try
Put hole thru your fucking cup
Say shit gon kill you that's right
Huh
Fuck your whole rotation
Do your thing they won't say shit
I'm a fiend for this late shit
I'm a fiend for this fashion
She a fiend for this lashes, swag, bags, nails yea
He on the drugs that kill yea
Huh
Yea
I got her look at my jeans i won't spend it all on lean
If i steal all your bitch check i won't spend it all on me (nah)
They put my shit in the playlist
Made me proud
See that green
See that green
See that
Hold on
Huh

Nice Try

Produced by Vang4rd

Yea (Popstars)
All this paper on my mind it did some shit to my brain
Nah it ain't the same hold on
Nah it ain't the same yea
Nah it ain't the same
Nah it ain't the same yea
Yea i keep it coming
Yea keep it coming
Yea keep it pushing, pushing
I'm not that person
Tryna keep it different
2018 i've been lit
Since a teen i'd get this
Bitch tell me stay out the mix
Go up and talk your shit forever
Every since a kid i was so special
All the swag you got on you don't means you are precious
It don't means you are precious
It don't
It don't means you are precious
In the session yea
You in danger damn
Can't get my mind off the fucking payment
I keep thinking bout marble pavements
Keep thinking bout putting my bros in vetements
How do you get rid of stupid bitches?
How do you get rid of stupid digits
How the fuck i get out of this city
If you say you with me better mean it
Yea
(nah it ain't the same)
(nah it ain't the same)
(nah it ain't the same hold on)
(nah it ain't the same)
(nah it ain't the same)
(nah it ain't the same)
Yea
All this paper on my mind it did some shit to my brain
Nah it ain't the same hold on
Nah it ain't the same yea
Nah it ain't the same
Nah it ain't the same yea
Yea i keep it coming
Yea keep it coming
Yea keep it pushing, pushing
I'm not that person
Tryna keep it different
2018 i've been lit
Since a teen i'd get this
Bitch tell me stay out the mix
Go up and talk your shit forever
Every since a kid i was so special
All the swag you got on you don't means you are precious
It don't means you are precious
It don't
It don't means you are precious

Out The Mix

Produced by nm Rem

(Last day)
(still struggling, still shining)
(yea)
(popstars)
Yea yea
What's gonna happen to me?
Yea yea
But i keep doing my thing
Yea we changing with the time
A lot of shit went by
Everyday i'm feeling different
That's a weird ass time
But i'm blessed yea
I thought i loved you
I really do it, still
I'm not alone
Imma keep doing my thing
Check in and talk with god
Remmy keep going
Remmy keep doing yourself
Life is weird take care of yourself
I thought i knew you
But you was different bitch
Why did you changed up in the end
Yea
I try to make it work
And i be trying some different shit but i never know for sure
Yea
Yea oh yea
(yuh)
Imma keep doing me
Imma keep
Imma keep doing me
(swag)
Picture myself in Balenci
In a big ass mansion
Picture myself mainstream
Screaming that i made it
I keep tripping on shawty picturing her naked
She holding me back but i know how to take it
But i know that
Yea im gonna be the goat
Yea im gonna be the goat
Yea - yea im gonna be the goat
I'm finna make it and that's for sure
Keep doing me keep doing the show
With my eyes closed
Too bad i'm ice cold
Cooking late night eyes low
It's just part of the show
It's just part of this movie
If i think about something i do it
Hella shit i keep doing
He-hella shit i can't keep doing tho
I need to grow up
When i get money ill get back to a kid
And fuck the store up
Ya
Yea yea
What's gonna happen to me?
Yea yea
But i keep doing my thing
Yea we changing with the time
A lot of shit went by
Everyday i'm feeling different
That's a weird ass time
But i'm blessed yea
I thought i loved you
I really do it, still
I'm not alone
Imma keep doing my thing
Check in and talk with god
Remmy keep going
Remmy keep doing yourself
Life is weird take care of yourself
I thought i knew you
But you was different bitch
Why did you changed up in the end
Yea
I try to make it work
And i be trying some different shit but i never know for sure
Yea
Yea oh yea
(yuh)
Imma keep doing me
Imma keep
Imma keep doing me
(early stage popstars)

Out The Mix

nm rem

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