tell me why this is the best song i've heard all week

delusion

April [P. EGOBREAK]

unpredict! prod. jayysoul

[beginning piece]

she wanna go to nigeria!
gotta be you! carry em.
dat ain’t talkin like perry yuh!
i’m on da game! Ugazio!
she wanna- she wanna go to nigeria!
gotta be you! carry em.
dat ain’t talkin like perry yuh!
i’m on da game! Ugazi-
she wanna- she wanna have my baby doe?
ion even kno what to say to u bro.
eat da bitch up like cheerio!
i’m too big for u bro-bro!

(chorus)

|yeaaa huhhhh!|
you gotta- you gotta change up can’t be predictable!
go get ya pape up lil bitch a minimal!
ian no crash out, so i gotta keep ts coo!

i-im going hard in dis hoe nfl!
leaving ts on da field.
can’t stop til i get me a mil!
all da guys goin for da kill!
i just flex on dese hoes wit my belt(bb).
i can’t pay dat hoe fuck ya bill!
i can’t wait til i get me a- (leggo!)

(verse)

i say "fire, thunder, ice!" feel like im sora! (oh yuh)
i cannot see da fake lil nigga like fujitora!
the fuck nigga talk on da net! 
he talkin to much i might have to show em. (oh yuh)
i’m moving da ball like mbappe, 
niggas might have to score em!
~
she wanna go to nigeria!
gotta be you! carry em.
dat ain’t talkin like perry yuh!
i’m on da game! Ugazio!
she wanna have my baby doe?
ion even kno what to say to u bro.
eat da bitch up like cheerio!
i’m too big for u lil bro!

i tol da hoe "hollon bih wait".
u fuckin around, u kept dat bait!
i need some rest i worked all day.
i cannot fw dat lil nigga- Damn!
vivi west on dat mf chain.
i’m happy as hell when i get my pape’
ion give a damn what dese fuck niggas say!
imma still be me all dese fuck niggas-

lol (chorus again 2x)

<3

unpredict.. <jayysoul>

mix and mastered by va11c
vocals and written by va11c
produced by va11c

enough

@ivisuu

produced by rav3n + stjack

money calling, money calling up my phone
can u please just leave me 'lone
they tryna same ima clone
honestly u must be high off the drugs
i dont got no time to run
who tf be in here talkin' bout love
yea i just need me a hug
smoking your heart like its runtz, oh
im upping the score bitch im balling
got a brand new stick, its applauding
bullet clip his dread and now he balding
want an apology but im not sorry
u pissing me off, no stalling
i dont got no more words, so im not talking
you not a director, whatchu plotting?
yea shooting star, im falling

yea, i was born to be great
i was born to get paid, yea
im sick of minimum wage, bitch, so i gotta find me a way
i gotta get to this cake and im leaving this earth i aint leavin no trace
yea nigga i got some guala to make
catching this flight nigga 'fore its too late
money stacking, oh
im tryna live lavish, oh ho
G-9 clappin', oh
my shooter got aim like the mavericks, oh ho...
now he duckin' low!
its not over til i say so
i understood the assignment
ima good guy, so im telling you nicely
honest to god, im still trying
tire skrt off of the road, need alignment, oh
no nigga i am not lying
do this for papa and my mama, diane
i gotta sword like kill bill nigga, he want a problem then he getting spilled, huh
there's a way, if theres a will
jus to record, i been skipping some meals, hoe
i do not do this for thrills, yea i do it for real nigga, what is the deal?
yea bitch i go for the kill, he done got cut too fast, so there aint time to heal!
he finna pop him a pill..
and i gotta focus, got dreams to fulfill

clone prod rav3n + stjack

lyrics:

dj: 

crusin downtown kick my feet up in the mayback 

crusin downtown wit dat money cuz i saved dat 

she say this her song she gon tell the dj play it back 

spend like im dumb all these dividends i made back

yo heart full of lies 

goyard bag i put them racks 

you can say you mine 

but im on my own dont get attached 

they outa shape my pockets fat 

he came this way turn to a pack 

cant go out like no fuckin hoe

nigga pull up we gon shoot shit back 

nat:

girl i cant let you back 

i been poppin tags 

i been fucked up off this wok i been off my ass 

girl i see that shit in you 

need a couple more drinks

pop a purple than a pink

im so high cant think

dont get put up in that wood

got me a bad bitch megan good

she wanna come to the crib she wanna come straight back to the hood

im locked in with the guys lil bitch dont get that misunderstood 

dj:

crusin downtown kick my feet up in the mayback 

crusin downtown wit dat money cuz i saved dat 

she say this her song she gon tell the dj play it back 

spend like im dumb all these dividends i made back

yo heart full of lies 

goyard bag i put them racks 

you can say you mine 

but im on my own dont get attached 

they outa shape my pockets fat 

he came this way turn to a pack 

cant go out like no fuckin hoe

nigga pull up we gon shoot shit back

crusin downtown kick my feet up in the mayback 

crusin downtown wit dat money cuz i saved dat 

she say this her song she gon tell the dj play it back 

spend like im dumb all these dividends i made back

outro:

crusin downtown kick my feet up in the mayback 

crusin downtown wit dat money cuz i saved dat 

she say this her song she gon tell the dj play it back 

spend like im dumb all these dividends i made back

crusin downtown kick my feet up in the mayback 

crusin downtown wit dat money cuz i saved dat 

she say this her song she gon tell the dj play it back 

spend like im dumb all these dividends i made back

ABG

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