Produced by I$mael Jam 
Written by Ozzy Monroe
Official video: https://youtu.be/3qp-ENvmg7I

Im sitting in this chair doing flips
Soon as I wake up the rig is ripped
Room is foggy like the woods in the morning 
We burning Grinch
Mind on bitches I be itching
To call em and get up in it 
Everywhere we go we leaving a stench
They gon ask you for a mile 
Like as soon as you give and inch
They aint gon spare you
When you down to a cent 
They'll still ask for half 
They aint never helped yo ass 
Make me wanna dump the mag at they ass 
But on some positive shit 
I got this super bad bitch 
And she be swallowing shit
My whip got pre rolls waiting for me 
When I hop in that bitch
I get some top in that bitch
I keep a Glock in that bitch 
Incase a hater try to sneak 
And pick my top in that bitch
And Im drinking often as shit
I see the problem, so I smoke 
To get my mind off of it 
I see the plot then I twist it
And I expose all the gimmicks 
The message coming from above 
Like it was sent with a pigeon 
We going up
She said 
Right now is the greatest time of my life 
Spending every last second high 
Been a minute since I've left the sky 
Can we go up higher? 
Im tryna get close to the light 
The bridge there a real thin line 
Im gon take the risk for the high

Sick and getting sicker 
The thoughts in my mind are horrid
While the rich are getting richer 
And making it harder for me 
We all dealing with addiction 
If you isnt dealing 
Then you probably the one that hit him 
We an algorithm 
I know bros and I are faded 
Till the morning come fourth 
Smoking too much 
We aint even getting higher no more
Heart is pounding 
Hear it thumping like a knock on the door 
Took an acid tab 
It showed me the world
She said 
Right now is the greatest time of my life 
Spending every last second high 
Been a minute since I've left the sky 
Can we go up higher? 
Im tryna get close to the light 
The bridge there a real thin line 
Im gon take the risk for the high

Strange Clouds

The moment

The Moment (prod. I$mael Jam) **VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION**

Nightmares

Nightmares (prod. Maljzklauni)

PNG presents: Like Is Like A Sound Wave by Avon Suns X Ozzy Monroe
Produced by Urban Nerd 
OFFICIAL VIDEO: https://youtu.be/sJ1wkd9gikU

Hit the tree on LSD who’s high as me I don’t see anyone
I just rolled up so many blunts
I wish someone could give me lungs 
Been swinging like a pendulum, 
You would’ve thought my wrist was sprung 
I didn’t land the trick or sum 
Weighed out my options then went way out
Got a lil lost inside the trip but i got a grip I’m okay now
I take any instrumental here and treat it like a playground 
You seen it glisten since
 I came round She wanna visit where I lay down
Been low I been high, 
Been broken inside
Been sober been wired
Been so uninspired
Fell so many times
Float and then fly 
I took a trip with no luggage it opened my eyes
I been getting money
All day
I still had a bag
Skipping thru the hallways
Was off the Bombay
‘For I got up on stage
First you start a team
Then you get em all paid
Now they washed up
It was just small wave
They think they going up
But it’s just a tall cage
Nothing but some frauds
I can see it broad day
Catch me blowing smoke
Underneath the palm shade
I hold my tongue
Like I have my shoes ties
But I’m still trippin
I’m on a run looking for new highs
But they’re still missing
Your jewels just sit by the pool side
Mines still dripping
Make a scene
You could get shot
Like a still image
Been low I been high, 
Been broken inside
Been sober been wired
Been so uninspired
Fell so many times
Float and then fly 
I took a trip with no luggage it opened my eyes
Hold up, wassup with these hoes with they nose up?
She think she seen it all, lil baby you really don’t know nun
Oh he think he ballin? Really just on a slow run
Oh you think this shit your callin? Bruh you just needed more funds 
I don’t fuck with powder I just needed
Something louder I put paper on the counter then was out it
It’s usually a downer LSD made me a tower, shrooms were blue like the money that I was counting yuh
I done seen too much for now
I can’t tell you how long I’ve been on this fuckin cloud
I seen the world from up here and just started buggin out
As of recent my biggest fear is to touch the ground
Tryna watch for the politics and the potholes 
Money handlers panicking like the stock froze 
bought the culture they squeezing out every drop so 
Don’t call me no fuckin rapper bitch we are not those 
Been low i been high
Been broken inside
Been sober been wired
Been so uninspired
Fell so many times
Float and then fly 
I took a trip with no luggage it opened my eyes

Ozzy Monroe x Avon Suns - Life Is Like A Sound Wave *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

Written by Ozzy Monroe and Mikul produced by Alchemy

My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
With a bad bitch she holding my blick inside her purse
I'm walking in with my hand on my dick
The time is perfect
Pulled up swerving and pre-gaming
Hit some curbs and broke my lane but not on purpose
They be stagnant like intertia
Keep a four five inide a cold ride
Be driving so high through the night time
I peep the skyline light up the night sky
Low life, fuck your hoe life, give her coke line
Ima love the show life till the day God gives me no life
My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Yea It's nothin' new
Somethin' bout quittin' on my dreams it don't make sense
Man, the irony, you need money just to make sense
Who will I be in the end? That's another topic
My niggas ain't gon' chill until they empty pockets
It was rock or the rock we didn't have an option
On the block watching out for cops, nigga, plottin
I'm going dumb no i'm an idiot like Patrick Star
God damn I hit him hard that shit gon' leave a scar
Strap to yo dome I ain't talking bout the stadium
I feel like J Cole cuz these hoes I ain't savin' em'
Christmas tree, I'm a star off the top
And at the bottom it's gon' be you in a box
Ozzy put me on the track my nigga it's an honor
You fuckin' with my nigga you gon' need a first responder
Went from being broke to really getting cash
Anything is possible they put Zora in smash
I'm getting stressed out
In the streets you get stretched out
It's the underground bitch ain't no sympathy for anybody
I'm a God the one and only
They don't make copies
Bad bitch gave me sloppy
My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know

Gotta Love It

What I See (feat. Mikul) [BONUS TRACK]

Prod. Urban Nerd 
Written  by Ozzy Monroe

When You left you never came Back
Real hard truth had to face that
I’ll pull up where his place at
Have em aim right where his face at
Turn those Js to a toe tag
Aim shoot flash no Kodak  
Not from the hood
But I’m solid as it gets 
If I’m caught in a trap
Won’t go rat
If I do nothin, I’m gon rap
Can’t even trap cuz the phone tapped 
Pussies on snap advertising their re up
Hit me on snap 
Told me slide to her pad 
And I hit from the back
Made her sing like Alliyah
She gave me brain
Way that she did it I think she a genius 
Not in a plane but I’m in the sky 
When I’m on this sativa 
Slide to oak cliff buy a bowl for a rack
Hook up the homies I needed some backend
I remember taking ski to the spot 
Paid him money then he spun and got back in 
I make a pack to a backflip 
Money to me looks like cake to a fat kid 
Metal on me like a black smith
Im making plays in the back like an adlib 
If you want me 
Tell me that you want me 
You never know about tomorrow
Love is something that’s forever 
It isn’t something you can borrow
When the sun goes down 
And the night gets cold 
You can have my hoodie girl
Just love me when they’re all gone
Im gone with the breeze
My pinky on freeze
If you need a verse 
Its gon be a fee 
Used to febreeze up all of my tees
Before I hit class 
Was Wreaking of trees
Hop on the beat 
And I just be dancin like billy gene
He Gangster or pussy no in between 
Come with the heat 
I want smoke like some nicotine 
Chop off his head with the guillatine 
Make a move before your feet get cold
Your job is paying you to quit your dreams
Focus on the heat in your soul 
Fuck the shit you see in your screen 
I link with a bird n go to the forest take me a tab of that lsd
Went back to the future 
Without a delorian
You know that we don’t have forever so 
If you want me 
Tell me that you want me 
You never know about tomorrow
Love is something that’s forever 
It isn’t something you can borrow
When the sun goes down 
And the night gets cold 
You can have my hoodie girl
Just love me when they’re all gone

Off The Sativa

I done hurt the bitch feelings oops, my bad
Shouldn’t have had your hands up in my bag
I talk about what I know about
Got a few looking up to me so I’m careful bout how I’m rollin round
Rolled up I took a bag straight to the head
Noticed their pockets sad that’s why they upset 
If You broke or telling get the fuck away from us
I thumbed through a stack in a matter of seconds, I came out the house with a couple paper cuts
I’ll make it one player she think it’s a game
I’ll disappear she talking bout fame
You’re just a peer but talking bout lanes?
Wrist just went 20 below
it’s funny they never mad about some money but beefin bout hoes
I promise you this these bitches gon do what they want to that’s how it go 
I really couldn’t give a fuck less, as long as I’m rollin in dough
The pressure on me turned me to a diamond
I find my truth through rap and psylicibin
Read between the lines and then you’ll see the science
I take what we’re given and I live life tryna redesign it
Fuckin bitches by the 2s
Puffing swishers with the crew
Couple blickies in the coupe
14 carats on my tooth
Studio up in the room
PNG about to rule
It all means nothing
I am the goat
It Ain’t up for discussion
I give em game
Don’t want nothing from em
Im with Avon
We mixing a substance
A chemical bond has got my ass buggin
I don’t panic when I see the come down
I jump right above it
I wasn’t shown love but because im up now
It comes in abundance
You can see the pain when you look into my eyes
But everything I pray for happens just in time
I be making waves
Careers wash up on the tide
Got the Oreo 4 Js
White t shirt to coincide
Vvs on the fuckin chain
Know my necklace cost a pie

My Bad! feat. avonsuns (prod. avonsuns)

Persona Non Grata™
Produced by Docent 
Written by Ozzy Monroe and Avonsuns
Lyrics below:

Lord knows I got problems with control

Want it all but can’t handle it yet
Lord knows they got problems of their own still reaching out I don’t answer a text
Core’s blown now the floor’s cold
Will God or a magazine handle the threats?
Poor souls in a warped zone they dumb one down and then dismantle the rest
I did the deed like I’m copping some land
The bag of trees bout to pop out my hand
Stacking green but the cost is within
I threw the re up in the casa again
I had to be shrunk felt small as the sand to understand that it’s not in my hands
know some people that’s gon hop in a van and play with drums but they not in a band

It’s Been a minute since ya 
Met someone so trill forreal
Southern gent with gold grills
I’m in the water with no gills
Still In the whip the .45th
No one told me which way to go
So I’m riding round the city
With the dankest bowls
On the road but it takes a toll
Lotta Ice on me like my ankles swole

I’m never surprised they got a lot to say
Lemme see how many made a lot today
sticking to the code could unlock the safe
But walked away feeling like I lost my way
The verse ain’t the only thing off the waist
Hidden in a crowd can’t spot ya face
Not a person on this earth gon stop the race
straight to the top they just caught a trace

Life is like a sound wave 
You never knowing if it’s going up or down
Creepin thru the town
Wreaking of the loud 
Feels like I just leaped from a cloud
Everytime I re up I’ma need atleast a pound

Bag OF Trees

Bag Of Trees feat. avonsuns (prod. Docent)

Persona Non Grata™ 
Produced by Smerdyakov
Written by Ozzy Monroe, Avonsuns, Mawntel, & Ari Daniels
Lyrics below:

I’m not going inside till I get money yuh
Im not going inside till I get paper
Im not going inside till I get money
Im not going
Yuh
Im not going inside unless its between the thighs
Im bot going inside
I might just leave em blind
I since the decline of my temperature
My spine sent the shiver
I’ve been high since December
I can’t lie
I out the bread over my wrist atleast
Half of the time
And then I wonder why
Why I cant get no piece of mind
Be with us or be behind
Her nostrils are reading lines
Her logic is redefined
Trippin, lifted, tryna cruise the distance
If it ain’t some Benjamin’s I’ll hit ya in a minute
Flipped it, spent it, that’ll boost your image
I used to be timid but saw it was no limits
Squares around me
I ain’t talking bout no nerds
Im talking bout the piece of paper
That just lifted me off Earth
I think I had gifts
That were intangible since birth
I came out with some scars and bruises
But thats all part of the search
Moneys in my pocket
Bro this shits not just a word
And speaking of a rarely speak a cent and see who gets it first
Yuh
I drop 1 bar the kitchen burn
Go gave this bitch a stitch of nerve
The sick intent to twist my words
Im not going inside till I get money
Im not going inside till I get paper
Im not going inside till I get money
Im not going inside I’ll see you later
Im not going inside till I get money
Im not going inside till I get paper
Im not going inside till I get money
Im not going inside I’ll see you later
Im not sliding right now
Bitch im on psylicibin
She knows I ain’t trickin
When we go eat she buying
My crew flossin
Flexing like Steve Austin
But we leave em Stone cold
We ain’t wrestling or boxing
Your aura shady
Mine is lit up like a stadium
Baby been trippin lately
But she stay giving good cranium
There’s no gymnasium
But the packs flippin daily friend
We stay on top I don’t know what place that they think they in
Cuz everybody know wassup when im heated up
My heart so cold I out the stove in it
The flower doesn’t grow
Until you put your nose in it
We riding with the doors tinted
Getting so lifted
Its getting hot in December
Warmin’ up in the winter
The coat design Chinchilla
Illa when off the dope
If the monkeys flying we peel em
Was different off the coke
But im satisfied with the guala
Buck shots to yo homie
Cuz we wont let em in
Getting comfortable inside the Stu
We settle in
Kick back and sit my feet up
Like im president
Resonate for what you people cant settle with
I like the capitol baby but that aint DC
Cowboy in Dallas so I need money like CD
Fill up my palace with arms, parchment, and green leaves
Im far from average
In practice up you gon see we
You know the business
Stackin’ to wits end
To get rich
You gotta eat shit and split chins
Im fitting the description
Ill earn a pension from a sick pen
The pinnacle lip likely to grip ends
You finished in an instant
Scoop the room when we come thru
Tell a bitch disappear like my sunroof
Till im done coolin’
We all got many not just 1 tooly
Run fool
Go move it
Cameras off
Start shooting
POW
Im not going inside till I get money
Im not going inside till I get paper
Im not going inside till I get money
Im not going inside I’ll see you later

$tone Cold

$tone Cold feat. avonsuns, Mawntel, & Ari Daniels (prod. Smerdyakov)

Persona Non Grata ™
Produced by avonsuns
Written by avonsuns and Ozzy Monroe
Lyrics below:

Snakes scattered around in due time they connect
Laying flat as the ground but too high to reflect
Ain’t it mad and astounding? Truth dies in a nest
Still it’s Something that could leave a few blind on my neck
you can write it on my grave all I wanted was respect
And some love nothing less
And they tried to ride my wave they ain’t make it off the deck
I spend time in my mind a little too much
I get low, get high a little too much
Felt my heart turn ice like a jeweler
Shit bumping like we riding on a school bus
You can talk stupid that ain’t nun to us
We been through all kinds of shit
I’ll give you game don’t be vain bro the fight’s within
That’s why I’m looking for something I’ll never find again
It must be pain
Oooo it must be pain
Why do I do what I do when I do it?
It must be pain
It must be pain
It must be pain
Why do I do what I do when I do it?
It must be pain

No i don’t feel okay
I’m watching myself rotting away
I cannot feel my face
Been up for days
It’s like 4am
Why?
It must be the pain
It must be the rain
I’m stuck in cage
Inside of my brain
It must be the pain
It must be the rain
I’m stuck in a cage
Inside of my brain

It must be pain
It must be pain
Why do I do what I do when I do it?
It must be pain
Fuck how you feel
It must be pain
Fuck how you feel
It must be pain
Why do I do what I do when I do it?

It Must Be Pain

It Must Be Pain feat. avonsuns (prod. avonsuns)

Blowing Smoke At The Moon feat. Black Smurf (prod. Urban Nerd)

Blowing Smoke At The Moon

OOWOO

Skipping Stone

Cowboy

$hamele$$

prod. Fred Irie written by Ari Daniels and Ozzy Monroe

The Great Escape

Everyone Needs Someone

3 Am Freestyle

Still Cold

The Coffins One Size Fits All

Till The Grave

The Other Side

i cant see the light 
at the end of the tunnel
damn im broken
hoping that im here another year
i live in the moment
smoking on some pressure
got me floating
all these bitches poison
cant trust anybody but my homies
im too focused
im so lonely,
even though my phone aint ever dry
im open to my brothers
and my sisters who are hopeless 
like me
need somebody like me
hit my phone lets see
i can take yo problems from you
help you breathe
what you need
damn, all im tryna fuckin say
is if you need an ear 
to hear you out then im here, yuh
all im tryna say is if you ever need 
somebody down to ride, never lie
im here, yuh
sometimes i feel like
im in a maze, stuck for days
its a chase when you living in the matrix,
cant explain it
feeling like im gonna faint
drop dead in the paint
im just praying 
to the sky
lemme see better days
i cant see the light 
at the end of the tunnel
damn im broken
hoping that im here another year
i live in the moment
smoking on some pressure
got me floating
all these bitches poison
cant trust anybody but my homies
im too focused
im so lonely,
even though my aint every dry
im open to my brothers
and my sisters who are hopeless 
like me
need somebody like me
hit my phone lets see
i can take yo problems from you
help you breathe
what you need
smoking weed, in the trees
i look at myself inside the mirror
dont know what i see
i cant see the light 
at the end of the tunnel
damn im broken
hoping that im here another year
i live in the moment
smoking on some pressure
got me floating
all these bitches poison
cant trust anybody but my homies
im too focused
im so lonely,
even though my aint every dry
im open to my brothers
and my sisters who are hopeless 
like me
need somebody like me
hit my phone lets see
i can take yo problems from you
help you breathe
what you need
smoking weed in the trees
i look at myself inside the mirror
dont know what i see
Psilocybin, LSD
flowing through my system
seeing different dimensions
ive ascended
forget about all your past decision 
fuck your memories
history disgusting, couldn't even tell you how im living
its a cold fuckin world 
you wont even see me shiver
all the pain i had
i gave it to my liver
i remember when i put the gun 
up to my head and tried to pull the trigger

Floating (prod. rusky)

Ozzy Monroe x Pat Ron - TR!P (prod. Apollo)

BLACK AF1 FREESTYLE (prod. Khroam)

locked up in my room
never really have too much to do
i go to treatment for my issues
but they really dont got no clue
 self abuse simply amusing 
drug abuse help get me through 
i cant fight the feeling of uselessness 
my use is to be used 
so i get fucked up
no one never loved us 
misfits get left in the dust
get left to combust 
sent back to adjust 
to normal social standards that the world made for us 
but fuck that
grab a gat then bust that
make em run never come back
i got love to show 
but never been loved back 
make my heart cold like pitch black
used to be innocent 
now im just ignorant 
smoking and reminiscing bout the past 
relationships getting ess intimate 
im just not into it 
im tryna go get a bag 
stoned 
smoking on distillate 
breaking me out of my mental imprisonment 
anything i start i finish it 
i'm too legitimate 
Devil's number one participant yeah
you and me we not equivalent
you want attention
my focus is dividends 
i play a bitch like an instrument 
you kiss a bitch on the mouth and you hold her hand
snorting up stimulants 
i think my tolerance limitless 
my body slowly diminishing 
im not a citizen 
im like and alien criminal 
sent here to fuck with the mass 
drugs 
got my head spinning like Michelin
Zach in a consequence 
what a coincidence  
mushrooms got me inarticulate 
cant form a sentence 
im witnessing horoscope vision 
the shit that im seeing is IMMANENT
like when im done tripping 
this shit disappearing yuh
my train of thought is magnificent
hit up my phone if you need psychedelics 
come get this shit

DEVIL'S FAVORITE

HEAL SLOW (prod. teemX)

STUCK IN THE DARK

Music produced by TokinPotent 
Lyrics written by Ozzy Monroe & TokinPotent

Elevator Music (feat. TokinPotent)

Music produced by Bvlly (IG- @billybvnds)
Lyrics written by Ozzy Monroe & Josh Young

I'm not good
At writing songs bout how I feel  
I been thinking way to much 
She say I need to chill
Making fun of stupid shit
Then doing it forreal 
I don't give a fuck 
But when I do my lips are sealed 
My ego getting in the way 
Of how I truly feel
Scared that if I fall in love 
I might just fall forreal 
I don't trust a soul
But if you help me I can heal
Help me get what I lost back
When all the trauma hit 
Sit with me and reminisce
Watch the blunt turn to mist
Smoking backwoods like a cig
Walking around with the stick
Like I'm blind up in this bitch 
Ah yah let it rip
Ah yah let it rip
Cuz people get to plotting 
When they see you getting rich 
Yuh
Rose above the average 
Pistol packing till' I'm in the casket 
Every time you flex 
Just know I'm plotting 
On a way to snag it 
Never lacking 
Keep it in my pocket 
That's why my pants are sagging
Like the game or not 
You got to play 
Whenever you from Dallas
Pockets swole 
This time last year I was a zero
Doing everything I can
But bitch I ain't no hero 
Try to snatch my chain like Debo 
Shoot a shot 
Just like a free-throw 
Keep it 100
Just like a c note 
I feel like Neo

You said you want to 
Drink something, smoke something right
Distance yourself
To see the greater things in life 
Life been hard 
But you rarely put up a fight 
Running from thoughts 
That keep you up at night 
Roll up tight 
Ignite your light 
Shit kinda crazy
But I know it gets better
Head off your chest 
Better straighten your neck up 
Don't ever let up 
Run yo check up
If they checking for you
Just don't let em sweat you 
Press that issue 
Apply that pressure 
Lost in my thoughts 
Learned my lessons
Nothings gon change 
If I don't ever let it

4th Street (feat. Josh Young)

Music produced by Pilotkid
Lyrics written by Ozzy Monroe

Go get a check
Keep you a tech
Step on they neck 
Don't go in debt 
Ignore the threats 
Throw up your set 
Smoking a pack
It came from the West 
Smoking the best 
Bitches be talking 
But I do not hear em'
Cuz they in shit 
Up to they neck
Wearing a vest 
So when you aiming 
Just be sure to shoot 
For my mufucking head
I don't care for the rest 
Chilling with day ones 
That's been here
Since Ise' selling 
Dope out the shed 
Serving the fiends
Knocking on all of my windows
That shit was disturbing my dad
Stuck in the trap
Used to but not no more
Now we just advertise
Features and tracks 
Shipping the packs 
When I take vacay to legal states 
I'm sure to run up some racks 

You make me skeptical 
Probably want some of my revenue 
Call up my dogs 
To get rid of you 
Its all too typical 
Brothers of you become envious
Make you realize 
Who they really is 
It is not new to me 
I seen the end of this movie 
See I'm not as cool as I act 
I let it slide till I crack  
After I crack then I spaz
Ill let it blow I don't cap
I don't lose track
You owe me money
There's no where to hide on the map
Ride with a 9 on my lap
Me and my cousin 
Go scout out yo trap then attack
We let is blast 
We watch you splat 
Then do the dash
Probably go match 
Tell em' be safe 
Then go crash at the pad 
Make my bitch nervous 
I tell her relax 

I don't pop pills 
I just smoke thrax 
I don't sip lean 
I don't need that 
I just need money 
I need lots of cash
Don't really need bitches 
They just make me mad 
I love smoking weed
But I been on the wax 
Cleaned up my act 
Made a few racks making these tracks 
Keep it a stack 
Walk with a strap 
Don't fall for the cap

Go get a check
Keep you a tech
Step on they neck 
Don't go in debt 
Ignore the threats 
Throw up your set 
Smoking a pack
It came from the West 
Smoking the best 
Bitches be talking 
But I do not hear em'
Cuz they in shit 
Up to they neck
Wearing a vest 
So when you aiming 
Just be sure to shoot 
For my mufucking head

Go get a check
Keep you a tech
Step on they neck 
Don't go in debt 
Ignore the threats 
Throw up your set 
Smoking a pack
It came from the West 
Smoking the best 
Bitches be talking 
But I do not hear em'
Cuz they in shit 
Up to they neck
Wearing a vest 
So when you aiming 
Just be sure to shoot 
For my mufucking head

Every teacher was once a student

Music produced by Ziph 
Lyrics written by Ari Daniels & Ozzy Monroe

Don’t want shit to do with the police
Get pulled over
Don’t nobody know me
Killin time in my room smoking
Age 13 transformed to a dope fiend
Everyone act like the know me
This time last year
I was so lonely
Big dawg now
Wearing no leash
If I ain’t satisfied
There will be no peace
Kid from the D they fuck wit em
Bump with em
Running tough wit em
Spite the fact that he got a past 
but now hes awake while they slumbering 
fronting on everything that they moving 
look what it does to em 
stagnant stuck in they acts 
and they gnats to those who above the dust 
jogging in place playing catch up 
to those who focused on goals never settle 
for less than im worth i dont get sentimental 
i shed my foes 
shred em like its heavy metal 
i could hit em with a little bit of venom 
but ide rather keep it moving 
when im running with the rhythm
pop acetaminophen to kill the headache 
that im copping when i listen to em talking 
never stopping they all bopping cuz they
Tattood skin and gold teeth
With a Nose ring wearing no chain
Actin so plain
See me walking round
Prolly think ise in the dope game
That cocaine
Had me livin good
I ain’t need to cut
Making green
That romaine
Apply the pressure
So I Got em stressin
Hair falling out
Need rogaine
hop to the sound of my voice
when i pull up 
yeah they fall to the ground
when i stick them with a hook 
take a rook
checkmate
with my queen 
got em rolled up 
couple hits coming out from the met 
g i wrote em 
dont choke up on the track 
im a class act 
get a bag 
now i got em mad 
fuck a rat 
got the blue racks all cash
padding in my pants 
when im going ham 
do it for the cam
 my whole team from the field and they handpicked
cause they all keeping up with my antics 
please dont panic spent about a year in the hole 
for the xanax 
running round the block with a band full of bandits 
its not romantic
had to climb out of the grave 
and i did it on my own organic 
peep my semantics 
came out of nowehere 
cuz i have been moving in shadows 
silently slinking 
a  phantom 
seriously man 
what are you doing 
without the inkling of a serious plan 
i can see clearly the road that im walking 
and there aint no stopping nefarious fam
tryna get over on us 
you aint flying above 
cuz im bringing the aerial SAM 
rhymes automatic
yeah i kill thats a fact
got the flow on tap 
im serving it grand
Right where I sit
Get high then a bitch
Post a lil pic
They Shang hai my fit
Go hit on a bitch
Head back to the crib
Then grab on her tits
you all know the end
Drop her ass off
Then pick up her friend
Everyone fall
Just get up again
Say some real shit
They misunderstand
Say some dumb shit
Then gain a new fan
Make a lil hoe
Make me her new man
Make a new plan
Go make a new brand
Brand new flow
Make brand new bands
Smoke a  brand new pack
In some brand new vans
Full ass bank
From the same 2 bands
Don’t branch out
From the same 2 strands
Og smoke in a og wrap
Got Soul free bitch
Wit an only fans
plan in motion got an operation
they steady broke and so they steady hating
looking down you better change the placement 
weve been cooling got it snowing lately
yuh
plan in motion got an operation
they steady broke and so they steady hating
looking down you better change the placement 
weve been cooling got it snowing lately
plan in motion got an operation
they steady broke and so they steady hating
looking down you better change the placement 
weve been cooling got it snowing lately

handpicked

Handpicked feat. Ari Daniels (prod. L4L)

I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I know ima mothafuckin G hoe

I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I know ima mothafuckin G hoe

I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I know ima mothafuckin G hoe

I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I know ima mothafuckin G hoe

Feel like Ed Ed and Eddy
Ima shoot when I’m ready
Nah it’s nothing new
Mikul never was steady
I’m with ___  going wild
While y’all jackin my style
Lookin like my son
While you act like a child
Mikul T.O.P so just throw in the towel
Ima Dallas OG
But I’m born in H town
You ain’t fuckin wit me
Ima put you underground
You don’t know this energy
Is the fuckin gwap sound hoe

Keepin dat pistol ready
Stay deadly
Bust like confetee
Dat smith & wes
Leave em headless in seconds
And then we exit
Gets messy down here in Texas
They do ya for a lil extra
Excessive amounts of pressure
Inside the crib where we sell it
Yeah I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
Ima mothafuckin G bitch
So I know you know
My flow gon blow
Wear gold for show
I Know that y’all mothafuckas see this
I be in the house like Corey
Forgetting shit like Dory
Go black market shopping on Tor
While I’m smoking bumping Gwap Lvrd
Fell in love
But never fall for
All of these tricks
 these bitches bring fourth
It’s only me this ain’t a team sport
Walk around head down
Just like I’m Eeyore
Yeah
I know you know
The venue go crazy when i throw a show
Came for the money
Ain’t come for the hoes
But I’ll sign ha lil titty if she want me to
Yeah
I know you know
That we in the end
So let’s make a toast
You want the smoke
Get turnt to a ghost
The fork in my hand
And the fork in the road bitch

I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I know ima mothafuckin G hoe

I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I know ima mothafuckin G hoe

I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I know ima mothafuckin G hoe

I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I know ima mothafuckin

G feat. Mikul (prod. Lemxn Slime)

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