ft @funeral prod @prodelxnce @kuraiiii

all these lies ya ur full of them
gotta meet me in the middle like a fulcrum
well, look at that how it comes full circle
no wonder why i always questioned why ur hurtful

ya, they like "kkypr how u doin?"
im in better shape then ever cuz i always keep it movin 
ya u kno i got da glock on me we leave u toothless
im wit silly, im wit evil n u know we fuckin ruthless

homie u a slow poke 
ya u gotta keep up
shoot him like a photo
kick him like its fifa
ya but this aint fuckin EA
he got shot by 3 different drakes
i call dat shi a three-way

ya im pullin up wit scars 
dis aint fornite nor its ceeday
imma pro at breaking hearts 
thats why she feel so conceded 

but i didnt mean it 
i need some pills to keep me leanin
i swear im feinin, ya i got da glock
im at da spot, yk im fuckin beamin

ya thinkin u could run up on me
ya ur day dreamin
he come knockin at my door
n too the streets i fuckin feed him
i got da bat ill fuckin beat him
glock 19 wit a laser so i can beam him 

ya, they like "kkypr how u doin?"
im in better shape then ever cuz i always keep it movin 
ya u kno i got da glock on me we leave u toothless
im wit silly, im wit evil n u know we fuckin ruthless

all these lies ya ur full of them
gotta meet me in the middle like a fulcrum
well, look at that how it comes full circle
no wonder why i always questioned why ur hurtful

[funeral]

ruthless w/ funeral

https://soundcloud.com/lilkiteshawty/hopefullynotsick-ft-tropes-prod-redpriest-1 PT 2

sickasfuck w/ kite (dolly)

hollow tips in my bag!!👨‍💼

produced by big man @hialyx
alyx my guy but whoever made yo tag that shit ass bru it gotta go, let this be a lesson for the future please

u dont make no profit
y u talk shit
i might walk into the bank 
wit a bag!
get a big deposit 
off the perc i wanna vomit
bitch im gripping on a rocket
watch his blood drip like a faucet
(x2)

357 i keep it on my waist
he was acting like a crescent (think abt it)
we send that boy away
bitch my chopper hand out bullets theyre coming for ur face
dont give a fuck what u say
hollow tips start to rain

if he talks shit talk down
pull up wit a wesson
hollow tips in my bag
better watch it when i step in
1 false move and i send yo ass to heaven
{?}

[breakdown/breakdance]

u dont make no profit
y u talk shit
i might walk into the bank 
wit a bag!
get a big deposit 
off the perc i wanna vomit
bitch im gripping on a rocket
watch his blood drip like a faucet
(x2)

profit (alyx)

:/
i just be trying to do what i can do
deciding which one i want i cannot choose
i think its better for me to make a move
he think hes better then me but he gon lose
i stepped straight into the function
full suit on ye u know im up to somethin
moved ur hair out ur face now u blushin
i dont wanna talk theres no time for discussion

i swear that im jus nvr enough
tryna ask n they sayin that  im too hard to love
thats fine i jus do not even know who to trust
i let these feelins build up
lets hope this doesnt get rough

@hatesuffer
by now you must think that i’m crazy 
and that’s fine but ur always tryna blame me 
runnin back every time to forgive me
and every time, u say that ur sorry 
but tonight i’m gonna turn it up
pourin up cause i dont wanna feel at all 
and you’ve been showing me fake love 
show me something real cause i still wanna love yaaaaa

i dont give a fuckk what u thot this was
spent a lil baag omg ima fuck it up
he wearin the snap back 
he ain even like that 
get a lil strapp
ima turn u to a hashtag

nvr enough w/ suffer (silver)

@omgisai @1afflicted

lyrics:
a-a-a-a i don’t get it
a-a-a-a i-i don’t regret it
c-c-can u shut up
i already said it
yeah ur so dumb
maybe just forget it

a-a-a got a glock, where im aimin?
one shot in his head, now he faceless
he a no name yeah he fucking nameless (nameless)
w-w-we put his head up on the pavement

i cant get out my head
i know that u want me dead
i cant do it all again
i don’t wanna be your friend 
i don’t play pretend

i cant get out my head
i know that u want me de-e-a-ad
i cant do it all again
i don’t wanna be your friend 
i don’t play pretend
end-end-end-end
end-end-end-end

its so lame bro
u the same bro
we sending shots out
we gon make it fatal
its so lame bro
u havent changed bro
we sending shots out
we gon make it fatal

said i like u 
but i just like to pretend
hunnid shots yeah 
u are not my friend
if i pull up w that choppa its the end
(of ur life) 
yea if he talking down
we gon pull up with that-

i cant get out my head
i know that u want me dead
i cant do it all again
i don’t wanna be your friend 
i don’t play pretend

i cant get out my head
i know that u want me de-e-a-ad
i cant do it all again
i don’t wanna be your friend 
i don’t play pretend
end-end-end-end
end-end-end-end

pretend ft. isai

featuring @swagtastic666 and @mental 
produced by @mycorpsebridee

waste w/ swag & mental (mycorpsebride)

shoutout peter dury & ronaldinho
produced by @emogirl8519 

lyrics:

I js cash in cash out, ive been in my bag now
bitch i got exotic, i got shi tha make u pass out
on my mom i got no handouts, i had nothin i got bandz now
heard he beggin for the feature that lil boy fanned out

fuck u n yo daughter leave a stain in dis bitch
outside wit my brothers imma die for my clique
got tha orange soda pour that wok n take a sip
do this for my momma imma die trynna get rich

i need options baby i need options
gotta keep my mind on tha low cuz they be watchin
n i cant fuck wit these hoes i hope they block me
antag man u been changin up bitch who gon stop me

bitch its 2 am n im waitin in the lobby
we on the game wit the squad we fightin zombies
if i catch u outside im droppin bodies
hit a lick wit a mask nobody saw me 
flex on that bitch she gon hate me cause im rich
hear u talkin allat bullshit imma go n grab my clip
made him lag made him glitch had to put in a ditch
heard my brother turned informant imma put him in a grip

clique 👥 (emogirl8519)

003_pk_breakdabnk

سيد الكُل

Christmas With You (Remastered)

prod @prodelxnce  @kuraiiii
feat @trevmas 

rhymes:

ya i fucked up i know that
u said u luv me baby ya u gotta show that
i got, 2 k's for ya face ya i wrote that
2 twin glocks ya they make u do arobics
cut u out the pictures, lil baby
know i had to
punchin the wall because im pissed
i coulda had u
lost it all because i hate
when u got attitude
dropped the ball because
u didnt say i had to

ya i know u and u know me
ya evil hates u cuz u a phony
they like "kkypr can i kick it wit yo homies"
im like "nah we a tight circle makin money" 
ou ou ou gotta watch my back
check both sides to make sure they do not attack
wit my bros you know that we could never lack
oh shit gotta reload, gonna b right back

i got these diamonds on my choker
place my bets, like im playing fucking poker
i swear i never sleep
ya thats the end of me
eyeing u from down the hall cuz u a enemy

ya i fucked up i know that
u said u luv me baby ya u gotta show that
i got, 2 k's for ya face ya i wrote that
2 twin glocks ya they make u do arobics

[trev]

I gotta listen to my own advice
I told myself this wasn’t good for me a hundred times 
I bet the money line
Love rolling the dice
You brought me to life 
I’m paying the price 
But that’s some shit that I just gotta do
I lost all control
That’s some shit the bottle do
I ride with the pole 
That’s some shit I gotta do
That bitch took my soul
Right out of the blue

Put the past in the past
Blow the gas let it pass
And I’m down on my ass
Shawty I need you bad
Shawty you need a bag cause this money coming in fast
He talking we blick his ass
Too much blood for a rag

Tbt she throw it back like Thursday
She here on my worst days
Won my heart I gave her first place
We playing wordscape
Said she love my wordplay
Bodies hit the ground
Earthquake
Blow his candles out
Birthday

Devilish dude
Bitch I’m one hell of a guy
We bulletproof the whole outside of the ride
Plenty of drugs take them one at a time
I don’t like you no text back
Sorry bae that’s that

And that’s that, baby yea that’s facts
I don’t even want my shit back
Why can’t you face facts
Year and a half wish I could just fucking erase that

if ur reading this comment fart <3

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aerobics w/ trev mas

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