Laid Back

Growing Up Gangsta

Chillin in the commons 
Imma monster 
Isolated 

All these people very common 
Make me vomit 
On a daily 

I mind my fuckin business 
I don’t have no fuckin patients 
So if a flunky fuckin wit me 
They gon end up on the pavement 

This my aftadavid 
These words annihilate em 
Poke a hole up in his ass 
 to  that yeah deflate em 

I’m the definition 
of what you wishin you had 
A couple shots up in his atom 
A couple more in his back 

Imma ruthless muh fucka 
they don’t care about that 
This is 337 
So hell is alwaysmy path 

Walk-in down the road of life 
Wit buku knives in my back 
People snake you, when you feed em
greet with smiles, till you lack 

I’m comin up from nothin 
What you kno about that 

Miss my Patnas from the 4 
Got plenty ties to the flat
Nd them boys out there in Houston 
Wasn’t fuckin wit dat 
I Know some boys out there in eldacon 
A murder yo ass
Lookin wrong, then you gone 
Tighten up yo prep ass

Lookin goofy as the fuck 
Like they from erath
You done tried to play me pussy 
Come and get a toe tag 

This 9mm a John Doe his bitch ass

One move then yuh done 
Momma cryin fuh her son 
Gad won’t smile upon em now 
He done watched what he’s become 

All Alone and with his thoughts 
All his battles ain’t been won 
But least the shackles on his ankles 
Losen up a nudge 

Smudging blood and sweat upon his face 
Clawin thru the slums 
My bitch don’t even trust me 
She keep makin a fuss 

You don’t have to trust me bae 
Just put some trust in the process 
Imma heartless muh fucka 
St8 from out the projects  

Money just a object 
But I need mo green 
We still up in the struggle 
I’m Putting 5 on the tree 

I just coped me 7 
I’m bout to smoke it all week 
But like you did to me 
You can’t smoke this 4 free 

Momma,
I remember times when rolled On E
Now you gone, I’m by myself 
I only roll with me 

Cuz the second I trust a soul 
They try to fuck ova me 
I’m bossin up, and gainin leverage
Over my enemies 

Entities up in my head 
Melodies put you to bead 
In my thoughts im hearing screams 
Knock on dos, I’m hearin feds

Betta grab yuh fuckin lead 
this a end up in a funeral 
Fuck a wed 
Yuh bride a b widow
She Ain’t true to you

Fuckin on my patnas 
While you gone
You lookin foolish dude 

Just sent yuh momma flowers 
Wit a card to say you coward fool
Dog food, pedigree
You can’t get ahead of me 
Im movin way to drastically 
needa flash to match my kinda speed 

You would need a atom bomb to counter 
Me 
Told em they can’t kill the real 
All they Bullets bouncing off of me 

Like a Navy Seal in the field 
So there’s nothing you can offer me 
I’m Movin bout my honor like my father 
Imma prodigy

I’m nothing like my predecessors 
I just set a president 
Imma product of the devil 
Hopin heavens where I’m sent 

I know allah a test my metal 
why I keep my tool equipped 

Please don’t let me lose my temper 
On a dumb ass flunky bitch 

I’m just on my fuckin grind 
I’m on the path to gettin rich 
All my peers got they drama 
to involved in all that shit 

Imma different kinda breed 
Im from the matrix 
They all stuck in a glitch 
So I evade them

Noboul vs. The World

Larger Than Life

Wherever I Go

02.02.99 Sorrys & Ferraris

Polo G - Sorrys & Ferraris

Texas Technician

Crooked Officer (feat. Z-Ro)

Twisting Fingers (feat. Moneybagg Yo)

Function (feat. Propain)

Quin NFN
“Talkin’ My Shit”
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Mixed by TheMaskATX

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Talkin’ My Shit

Death Race For Love

Won't Let Go

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