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(self) interlude.

easily

medusa w tempo (rexv2)

rregular (bonus)

prod kanbuu

my ig @ nya__ny4

lyrics:

he tryna be somethin he not 
i get to the bag a lot (a lot)
i think abt you a lot (think abt you a lot)
yea yea we barely talk
no i don’t wanna see you at all
stood on my bag 6 feet tall 
ain’t gon lie i ain’t the one to call (no, no)

i play w fire i burned a few bridges ofc
like where was y’all at when i needed support
gave you all that i had but you askin for more
my niggas throwin up 5s n 4s
finna fly across dora the explorer 
lay under the sun in bora bora (in bora bora)
(2x) im givin belt wtf is a second chance 
i can tell he a hoe, jus by the second glance

he tryna be somethin he not (he not)
i get to the bag a lot (a lot)
i think abt you a lot (i think abt you a lot)
yea yea we barely talk 
no i don’t wanna see you at all
stood on my bag 6 feet tall
ain’t gon lie i ain’t the one to call 
(ain’t gon lie i ain’t the one-)

5s n 4s

prod codeinecxn

my ig @ nya__ny4

lyrics:

why you literally holding me down

if i gave you all my love don't drown

i don't understand

i be getting bands

i be out the way, and somehow they know who i am

i don't post up on the gram, i just be kickin' it w the fam

all this talk bout' goats, y'all lambs

play stupid get hit w that wam

it was me and ethe, all these niggas steady 

switchin up so i don't got no friends

i ain't finna comprise let alone make amends.

(2x)

(down) interlude.

prod codeinecxn

my ig @ nya__ny4

lyrics:
yea yea hm hm
im always high, never sober
i’ll see you like next October 
this ain’t luck no four leaf clover
in the back of the benz this ain’t a rover 
these hoes tryna get save i ain’t ssuper grover (bitch)
she know my name but i barely know her (barely kno her)
bro makin plays on a motorola 

t-they like nya spend some time, 
i got everything but time
remember i was just tryna shine
you can not dim this light of mine 
i used to rock that Calvin Klein 
i used to wake up like everything fine
tell me what’s happiness, can you define?
on the top of my head on the top of my mind

hm, im always high, never sober
i’ll see you like next October 
this ain’t luck no four leaf clover
in the back of the benz this ain’t a rover 
these hoes tryna get save i ain’t ssuper grover (bitch)
she know my name but i barely know her (barely kno her)
bro makin plays on a motorola

(time, i got everything but time, tryna shine.)

ssuper grover

rrude ft freeformlando

prod luvxomea

my ig: nya__ny4

lyrics:

leave it how it is
i ain’t going back
this shit more than rap
these lyrics be so real i might put it on a tatt 
and my niggas trained to kill just one work they’ll attack

blocked you on the socials 
i ain’t got no time for that
it’s a problem, let’s get vocal
you don’t wanna meet the strap
man i wanna just relax
said “im tired of living on the edge”
i have these thoughts up in my head 
and i can’t put this shit to bed
i told bro, told him “leave them meds alone”
but he so far gone, hope he heal from the shit idk
we just tryna keep our heads on, 
ik it’s hard to always be strong
cause these people they a do you wrong
and when you react they look at you like you wrong
tryna find somewhere i belong, 
but i don’t belong (i don’t belong)
so i be on my own (so i be on my own)
i’d rather be asleep than be awake
lost my granny won’t shit ever be the same
if i pop this perc then i’ll be DOA 
then maybe i’ll see you again then i’ll feel ok
in the dark i see faces, but it give me comfort
blocking all these numbers, it was a long summer
yes, im a runner, running from these problems
all these fuckin problem, ik it won’t solve em, but shit

leave it how it is
i ain’t going back
this shit more than rap
these lyrics be so real i might put it on a tatt 
and my niggas trained to kill just one work they’ll attack

(outro)

i hope u heal from the things idk

prod 6glokk

lyrics: 

he say you think you special
i don't think cause i know i am
the bigger the diamond the bigger the bezel
i got more green than sam i am
hella drums and sticks i be w the band
higher than allah do you understand me?
is you gon watch or be what you can be? 
quit throwing rocks
quit throwing rocks 
quit throwing rocks and hiding hands
we making this money, we blow it (blow it) 
the bitch got ass she throw that shit (shit)
it's like 6 in the morning (morning, morning)
goodmorning gotta get up
fuck that old shit, nigga i don't miss em (miss em)
roll an o the size of a missile 
556 green tips gon kiss you (556 gon-)

then i look around
bunch of niggas wanna see me down
why that bitch tryna take my smile
no i can't let em see me frown
no i can't love a bop right now
tryna give my parents some keys to a house
really thats all that im thinking about
hunnas on hunnas some large amounts

goodmorning

prod februxry 


lyrics:

yea i used to get made fun of for my voice
now they pay to talk, yea yea they paying to listen
c-cutting you off that's my decision
wish you could see it from my position
see what i want, i gotta get it
taking that shit i won't ask for permission
you could be standing where i'm at if you would've listened
yea, if you would've listened
i'm walking away in these christians, i'm copping some new ammunition
i'm confident in myself, if it ain't me it ain't nobody else
you can't put no stop to this

yea you niggas my opposites
huh its way more guap to get
huh
way more guap (wait, wait)
way more guap
way more guap (wait)
wtf?
nigga wanna drop when i drop?
watch how yo shit flop yea yea
please do not get shot, tryna be something you not
yea, they hating from outside the club
my ex miss what we was, x-x'ed out you a dub
my life feel like love on drugs, my life some like love on drugs

MYVOICE

#stillscorin

YDKME

jus a girl

thank me later.

produced by ny4

[intro: ro]
(nya)

[chorus: ny4]
try to keep up
i don’t need ya
yea i built my own lane (skrt)
now im swerving in a 2 seater
b-bank account getting heavy
every step i take make it deeper
(on god)
heyeah, ik my real friends i ain’t worried
‘bout these people
l-loyalty tight nigga my circle like a needle
staying away from the evil,
yea
why they tuning in to my life?
threw a party just for me
then i showed up twice (twice)

had my clone in the corner
taking fashion advice
i put the blueprint in ya’ face
and you still ain’t doing right
t-took the throne told ‘em adjust this shit
to my height (yea)
whatcha’ on? i think you the one
ima share my life
i’m tryna find the act
i just threw out the tris huh
i’m-i’m a glitch in the game
yea-yea a cheat code bitch (woo)
p-put the money in hand
i’ll make it make sense (how you)
c-claiming that you one of my opps
but can’t even make rent 🆗

my heart full of resentment for niggas
that won’t listen, i don’t give a fuck how you feeling—
‘member you ain’t help out when it wasn’t shit in the kitchen
i’m getting to that limit
time to show these niggas who we been
(been)
no i ain’t with all the gimmicks
(been)
ain’t doing shit for a image
(at all-)
2x

rese(n)tment

prod ny4

i ain’t trippin but why you tell me lies (yea)
know it’s been a minute 
since we talked i ain’t tryna reply (yea)
reading every sentence
this the bible of my life
out of sight, mean out of mind
out of my hands mean out my knife
ain’t no love left
its plenty reasons im the best
so put a name on that, i put my name on it
craved it in the stone, where the rain on it
this shit got meaning 
baby i can’t come down i’m greening
eyes low, soul high got me speaking 
like the deacon, every bar a scripture read it
if i said it i done bleed it
don’t compare me to these demons
i got pape don’t shop at neimans 
(hey)
still got pain inside my defense 
still got ghost that talk in sequence 
he-he want love i want a reason
he want time i gave him seasons
c-call me a jerk, them texts i ain’t readin’
heart got locked, threw away the agreement
moved on quick but the scars still deepen

bible.wav

prod ny4 

you came outside to show the fit
but nobody noticed it (nobody)
i see em’ tryna claim a spot
cause you know im finna get rich 
(dat bag)
p-p-pull that pape put they gon switch
(they gon switch)
yea i like to dirty up my ricks
(my ricks)
on the court ima score no assist
(no assist)
niggas playing you know what it is

we found each other in a dark place 
i know pain so well what is heartbreak?
(what is that?)
give me that rush feel my heart rate 
(heart rate) 
love like a drug i don’t part ways
(part ways)
they say i’m tweaking these just throwaways
(yea)
im my zone i told em go away
(get gone)
im anemic it’s too cold today
im too cold baby i know you won’t stay
ain’t no s on my chest 
call a sos, somebody come help em
(save em)
god could take my breath but i digress
it’ll only propel them (blaah)
what is this feeling 
(what is this feeling yea)
my eyes opened them 
secrets revealing to me 
(revealing yea)
who gon show me different
all that lame shit that you do 
ain’t appealing to me

sos.wav

prod yassou

hey (hello?)
so what? i got bad vision
i ain’t blink since i seen
blue strips, call it chicken
blue & pink diamonds (diamonds)
i ain’t hear what you say lil simon
im ready to blow like hawaiian
dropping hot shit onnem like cayenne 
i been feelin
kanye, crazy 
lately
if it ain’t about that monyen 
idk what you saying
let me get that off you
idk why the hell you think i’m playing
look at what i taught you
don’t trip everything gon fall through
just pick up that phone when i call y-
(please don’t)
don’t get ahead of yo self
nigga i showed you how to ball (i did)
i ain’t have no cushion when i fall (win)
win or lose i can’t go for no draw
nigga i know damn well i’m better than y’all 
we ain’t tryna fight bullets connect to jaw
huh, asking me questions and shit like emwell
i had to cut off that bitch
she stinky
think i had smelled a lil fish
dingy
we ain’t have no pot to piss
nigga 
you the type’ run on the gang
i wouldn’t take that risk (yea)
huh big body truck, big  
rollin’ exotic ain’t smoking no cig
nigga 
like why is yo’ eighth 40 dollars?
you smoking on shit

kanye krazy

eyeknow (okwonton)

lyrics

hyeah, you talk so much you should stop it
yeah, dive head first in the mosh pit (ny) yeah
i'm tryna see what do they see in me
i ain't always been comfortable with my skin
w-why i can't see yo' reflection uh
no i ain't the same since you messed me up
i'll be dumb to put trust in ya,
that's like giving you scissors to cut me up

(cuts cuts cuts)

that's like giving you scissors to cut, me
i be up at 3AM dark thoughts like water above me
do i make it hard to love me?
i don't wanna feel a thing
sometimes i hate remembering (feel)
i see yo pain, yeah you dress it well
you and i alike, it take a lot to ask for help
yeah
everybody two faced, and fake
and i know too much, seen too much
feel too much, care? not enough
c-care? not enough, care? not enough
yeah care? not enough not at all
yeah stealin' my swag you a fraud
yeah nigga stealin' my swag bar for bar
congrats you sound like everybody else
do you want a cookie?
do you want a reward?
r-rookie of the year givin' belt givin' sword
i'm-i'm finna flex til' my arms sore
find a job in yo' passion, don't feel like a chore
i-i rather take that risk i can't die with regret
laid somewhere up in the morgue
mama told me if you gon' do somethin'
don't half-ass at it, be sure (be sure)
i was like nine with my eyes on Porsches (what)
this life found me, i can tell that you force it (yea)
in love with the money i find that shit gorgeous (yea)
in love with the money i find that shit gorgeous (gorgeous)

hyeah, you talk so much you should stop it (stop it)
d-dive head first in the mosh pit (ny) yeah
i'm tryna see what do they see in me
i ain't always been comfortable with my skin
hyeah, you talk so much you should stop it (stop it)
d-dive head first in the mosh pit (ny) yeah
i'm tryna see what do they see in me
i ain't always been comfortable with my skin
w-why i can't see yo' reflection uh
no i ain't the same since you messed me up
i'll be dumb to put trust in ya,
that's like giving you scissors to cut me up
(cuts cuts cuts)
that's like giving you scissors to cut, me
i be up at 3AM dark thoughts like water above me
do i make it hard to love me?
i don't wanna feel a thing (feel)
sometimes i hate remembering
i see yo pain, yeah you dress it well
you and i alike, it take a lot to ask for help
yeah
everybody two faced, and fake
and i know too much, seen too much
feel too much, care? not enough
c-care? not enough, care? not enough
yeah not at all
yeah stealin' my swag you a fraud
yeah nigga stealin' my swag bar for bar
congrats you sound like everybody else
do you want a cookie?
do you want a reward?
r-rookie of the year givin' belt givin' sword
i'm-i'm finna flex til' my arms sore
find a job in yo' passion, don't feel like a chore
i-i rather take that risk i can't die with regret
laid somewhere up in the morgue
mama told me if you gon' do somethin'
don't half-ass at it, be sure (be sure)

(what)
(yea)
(yea)
in love with the money i find that shit gorgeous
(gorgeous)
(ny)

/CUTS

prod freeformlando

lyrics

(let's go let's go)

bands in a louie bag, i just call it stuff, stuff
i- i see bitches hatin, why she tryna call it love?
two things you can't call
me, a broke or my bluff
hell no, i just be rappin' my ass off
i ain't gotta shake my butt, huh (let's go)
i'ma die knowin' i ain't sell out bitch yeah (i can't sell out)
nigga gon' die knowin' he a bitch yeah
and i'm divin' head first in this shit, i'm prepared
why i feel like lil durk? nigga i ain't never cared (neva)

i go nonverbal, you can't tell on me (dolo)
and it's fuck SBPD til they fuckin' free solo
she go billie jean on 'nem 
that don't really mean 'nun
we made this shit mean 'sum, thing
yeah
sometimes i wished you knew me better
sometimes i wish i ain't even had said 'nun
i still tell you keep ya head up (still to this day)
even when you had made me look so dumb

b-bands in a louie bag, i just call it stuff, stuff
i- i see bitches hatin, why she tryna call it love?
two things you can't call
me, a broke or my bluff
hell no, i just be rappin' my ass off
i ain't gotta shake my butt, huh (let's go)
i'ma die knowin' i ain't sell out bitch yeah (i can't sell out)
nigga gon' die knowin' he a bitch yeah
and i'm divin' head first in this shit, i'm prepared
why i feel like lil durk? nigga i ain't never cared (neva)
i go nonverbal, you can't tell on me (dolo)
and it's fuck SBPD til they fuckin' free solo
she go billie jean on 'nem 
that don't really mean 'nun
we made this shit mean 'sum, thing

DIE KNOWIN

prod wonton x pourinup

[intro]

yeah, you don't gotta say it (unt uh)
swear to god i see you-
swear to god i see you and yo' patience
i'm just tryna bring you 'round
& take you out the matrix (oh yeah)
out them asics, yeah
this a purple party (yes)
i'm glad that you made it

i don't like these presidents at all
give me the dead ones, huh
i don't like these presidents at all
give me them dead ones (woo)
uh yeah, yeah naw
give me the dead ones
i'm tryna see, benji on them bills
for all of my day ones, huh
i thought i heard a pussy nigga say sum (what)
yeah, fan ah nigga hatin' wtf wrong? oh yeah
i think that this hoe be 'round spin, she sip red rum
hold up bih, i can't come less the fuckin' pape come

i feel like that-
i feel like that nigga, he say ny you been that
i know that's right
i think my twin poppin' that shit again, dilated his eyes
i'm tryna give you hope, i can be that shoulder when you cry
i'm tryna give you hope, i can be that shoulder when you cry

(when you cry love, wipe ya tears wipe them tears when you cry love)
yeah

lyin' to ya momma

(not ya momma)

she think that you out that drama

(she think that its all done)

she don't know her son got these problems

(no she don't know, she don't-)
yeah
you don't gotta say it
swear to god i see you-
swear to god i see you and yo' patience
i'm just tryna bring you 'round
& take you out the matrix (oh yeah)
out them asics, yeah
this a purple party (yes)
i'm glad that you made it
(ny)

i don't like these presidents at all
give me the dead ones, huh
i don't like these presidents at all
give me them dead ones (woo)
uh yeah, yeah naw
give me the dead ones
i'm tryna see, benji on them bills
for all of my day ones, huh
i thought i heard a pussy nigga say sum (what)
yeah, fan ah nigga hatin' wtf wrong? oh yeah
i think that this hoe be 'round spin, she sip red rum
hold up bih, i can't come less the fuckin' pape come

i feel like that nigga

DEADBILLS

lights on me, lightshow
lights on me, lightshow
lights on me, lightshow
i flip the whip call geico 
h-how tf you die broke
bitch i’m so clean like lysol
these niggas nothing sidenote

yea huh
name a song that i wrote
i hope it was worth it 
runnin over here to die for
i ain’t trippin ain’t my hoe
p-pop x feel so woke
nigga had me so low
you lost, you lost me
told baby keep ya sorry’s
and yes i’m at the party
wit one foot, step in marni
youn love me lil baby you horny
i know, you finna bore me
you lurkin, im taking down stories yea
dodging the camera recording yah

h-h-h-h-h-heh hey
lights on me, lightshow
lights on me, lightshow
lights on me, lightshow
i flip the whip call geico 
h-how tf you die broke
bitch i’m so clean like lysol
bitch i’m so clean like lysol

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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