-Reach Lyrics- 

See me and shawty we go way back

can call it intuition 

But it’s gon stay like that 

Must complete her mission

We ain’t get paid like that

And still she was talkin bout kids 

Cuz she knew way back 

then 

That Is be  someone

To save y’all’s ass

She the one whoTaught me 

stop and listen

Runnin nowhere fast 

Back then when shit would get toxic 

I just come right back

But now you have shown me better

I done learned to relax 

Almost as fye as when 

I’m off it

I forgot I brought tabs

Ain’t bring enough like I forgot

But it’s gon always 

Be a tax

I was reaching 

Boy I’m fishin

I just ain’t listening 

To facts

Niggas be thinkin they steppers

But that 3 

Gon get you splat

Niggas be claiming they shoot 3s 

But I still ain’t seen nun wet

Feel like most these niggas is goofy

Still ain’t drop no music yet

Me and sleepy shoot a movie

He at Stephen Spielberg neck

Bout to be on my lil Florida shit

And spread another check 

Pan you cappin 

Boy you retarded 

Not gon cop another vette

Buy 3 houses and start flipping shit

Watch stocks all on the net

Elon musk 

I’m comin for ya 

For the betterment of men

Sometimes humans just don’t listen

But you gotta have respect 

Something bout em 

Makes em different 

If they tap in with they chest



Something bout em in they spirit

But some knowledge has regressed 4x





See me and shawty we go way back

can call it intuition 

But it’s gon stay like that 

Must complete her mission

We ain’t get paid like that

And still she was talkin bout kids 

Cuz she knew way back 

then 

That Is be  someone

To save y’all’s ass

She the one whoTaught me 

slisten

Runnin nowhere fast 

Back then when shit would get toxic 

I just come right back

But now you have shown me better

I done learned to relax 

Almost as fye as when 

I’m off it

I forgot I brought tabs

Ain’t bring enough like I forgot

But it’s gon always 

Be a tax

I was reaching 

Boy I’m fishin

I just ain’t listening 

To facts

Niggas be thinkin they steppers

But that 3 

Gon get you splat

Niggas be claiming they shoot 3s 

But I still ain’t seen nun wet

Feel like most these niggas is goofy

Still ain’t drop no music yet

Me and sleepy shoot a movie

He at Stephen Spielberg neck

Bout to be on my lil Florida shit

And spread another check 

Pan you cappin 

Boy you retarded 

Not gon cop another vette

Reach (Prod. Maxtaylor)

Said I came off just a lil threatening

They couldn’t take me last

They finna wet me? 

don’t make me laugh

Jet speed 

You better move your ass

Bitch Don’t tempt me 

Cuz I been fiending for hands

Can’t no one best me

Shit might cause an avalanche

You gon respect me 

Or we shall have some blood 

On our hands 

My bitch want Fendi

I’m bout to do wat I can 

Flipped what he sent me

I’m about to run it again

Don’t want new friends please

It’s big 3 

I tell you again

Don’t need new friends please

Feel like drizzy drake 

But it’s pan

I’m on a jet ski

Running from a spy out in France 

im with her bestie

Me and her go way back when



These niggas yellow

I know you feel it 

So lost in disillusion

All yellow 

I know you feel it 

So lost in disillusion

Glacier (Prod. Virtus)

How long you gon be here

Cuz I realize my timing is all late

I don’t like no one too near

Small things said 

I over evaluate 

I’m geeked 

I can’t see clear 

Say you gon slide 

but I know it’s all fake

New man could get his spleen speared 

Tell fables 

Do you know bout pans fate

Took a long time to be here 

Fuck em ain’t no body 

Come get your man straight

When you speak shawty

Just be clear

I can’t fail now

We all had a bad break 




Roll a leaf shawty

We in here 

Who beefin 

Do you know what my mans made 

I think 

You needa think here

If it’s war with us

He gon have a bad day 

He gon get his man slayed

I try but I can’t tame 

Equipped with a lance glaive 

We movin in broad day

Front streeter 

3 Broadway 

We been at it all day 

Name echo 

No hallways 

That thunder my mom made 

Still care what my mom say

For honor 

No concave 

.3 militant 

Always 

Hope one of y’all saw me

Take all that I wanted 

Even if I am fallen 

Know all that I wanted

Was to see us in peaceful space


How long you gon be here

Cuz I realize my timing is all late

I don’t like no one too near

Small things said 

I over evaluate 

I’m geeked 

I can’t see clear 

Say you gon slide 

but I know it’s all fake

New man could get his spleen speared 

Tell fables 

Do you know bout pans fate

Took a long time to be here 

Fuck em ain’t no body 

Come get your man straight

When you speak shawty

Just be clear

I can’t fail now

We all had a bad break 


How long you gon be here

Cuz I realize my timing is all late

I don’t like no one too near

Small things said 

I over evaluate 

I’m geeked 

I can’t see clear 

Say you gon slide 

but I know it’s all fake

New man could get his spleen speared 

Tell fables 

Do you know bout pans fate

See Here (Prod. Jkj)

She don’t hear one thing I say

Think diamonds when i talk

These niggas is not my friend

They hope I drop money when I walk

And he think I’m fye as fuck 

But he don’t like me he just stalk

Bout to tell all of his niggas

If he catch me he gon pop

Meanwhile he tryna match me

Almost got my steez on lock

Bih You ain’t even scratch the surface yet

Drop way more then hyper pop

Never been the type for flexin

No I’ve never been a jock

Big 3

Shoot like jinobli 

Best not let me hold the rock

If the Feds get the drop

Like jack & David 

Hide it in my crocs

If he thinkin he tough

My 3Gon make jit Role & Mili rock

Most the peons

Got no purpose 

I dismantle every plot

Panny been a prestige player

On expert I can’t be stopped no



Make returns 

On every drop 

Imma make him a earn 

If he cramp my style 

Pan & cel run together 

Like dipper and Mabel

& Gravity falls 

On wayward child

For her I might tend to get 

just a lil unstable

Why I can’t play ball 

Cuz I bitch I foul 

Niggas be geekin

Like they just got touched by an angel 

But it Cant be curse if we in the lords house



They gon try to face me

Tell him make a good decision baby

I am never playing

Know I move with great precision baby

If he say he’ll clutch it

You must plead for him to listen baby

Big .3 

No descussion 

It’s been rappers goin missin lately 



She don’t hear one thing I say

Think diamonds when i talk

These niggas is not my friend

They hope I drop money when I walk

And he think I’m fye as fuck 

But he don’t like me he just stalk

Bout to tell all of his niggas

If he catch me he gon pop

Meanwhile he tryna match me

Almost got my steez on lock

Bih You ain’t even scratch the surface yet

Drop way more then hyper pop

Never been the type for flexin

No I’ve never been a jock

Big 3

Shoot like jinobli 

Best not let me hold the rock

If the Feds get the drop

Like jack & David 

Hide it in my crocs

If he thinkin he tough

My 3Gon make jit Role & Mili rock

Most the peons

Got no purpose 

I dismantle every plot

Panny been a prestige player

On expert I can’t be stopped no

Gravity Falls (Prod. Shxrkz + Filip)

Slight Of Hand (Prod. Ayler G)

Tamagotchi (Prod. Kayako808)

They Had written me off
I Had thought it was over
And I stay with the steal 
Shawty keep your composure 
I ain’t beefing with niggas 
I already told ya
I don’t trust none of y’all 
I don’t wanna be closer 
Lil bitch I been with the .3 
Imma soldier 
You ain’t put in no work 
That lil 40 ain’t over 
They was thinkin that panny gon flunk
He gon blow it
They was thinkin that panny a punk 
And I know it now
Now when I’m out they like 
Panny you owe me 
We was eatin together 
We used to be homies 
Be honest 
I do not remember your story
I’ll take ya lil pic 
But then leave me on lonely now
And whatever you heard 
was just part of the story
She be beefin with niggas 
she think we in Maury 
She got selective hearing 
We play finding dory 
She be geekin all up in my room
And be souring off
And she wanna be loyal 
But sometimes she horny
And if that’s the case 
then you got nothin for me 
Girl I got what it takes
 I don’t need to be sorry
But she still with the games 
She be texting me 
Call me now 
I must look like a dummy to you 
To be fraudin 
These ain’t amiri jeans
These aren’t robins
Still I’m fly as a carpet 
Like who gonna stop me
And I stay with they hits like balboa 
I’m rocky ya 
And these niggas don’t like me
They think that I’m cocky
I be with the contact be playing 
Like hockey 
I was givin it gas 
But the wires they faulty
And who woulda thought 
It was panny they’d copy now

Icarus (prod. Ric & Thadeus + Okiro)

PHD (Prod. llDamnTyll)

Preyforpan - Motive (Prod. Brantley x RRM x Aldaz)

stupid thot, i be thinkin alot
i be connecting dots im not new to the game
& they say i be tweakin alot
I dont fuck with no percys
like forces im clean
bitch they be tryna get even alot 
if he speak on the .3 then im taking his spleen
really dont come into season alot
but bitch if i happen to do itl be in spring 
i know the trek up the mountain a mufucker
& i gotta do that bitch alone
she was tryna trick a nigga outa BBL
my dawg fucked her & sent that bitch home
hhe said ah great, all wait you can see the scale
im like fuck it ill weigh ity at home
im here all day, hard way need a CDL 
way im ppushing this shit off the lawn

ya oo oo
you know ill be here for forever 

oo oo ay 
they better get ready for my arrival 

shoot shoot'
i take no prisoners, shoot the rivals

shoot shoot 
i let the rain fall on my rivals

that bitch better ice me before i explode
that bitch better be silent `fore i expose
that bitch better know how to dance with a sword
that bitch better know how to walk with a woah
that bitch better know that i serve what he want
bitch better know that im waiting for war
that bitch better know if i get off to tweakin
i might just go send one these lil niggas home

im just tryna reside where theres no GPS 
bought a new money counter the last one is done
if you love her you might put a fill in her breast 
when she gave me the throat it was somewhere exotic
hold up nigga, gotta put a new plate in my vest
gotta wear me myt armor like my daddy taught me
we was really tryna figure whos aim was the best
so pan & the .3 walkin round with the tommy 

that bitch better ice me before i explode
that bitch better be silent `fore i expose
that bitch better know how to dance with a sword
that bitch better know how to walk with a woah
that bitch better know that i serve what he want
bitch better know that im waiting for war
that bitch better know if i get off to tweakin
i might just go send one these lil niggas home

im just tryna reside where theres no GPS 
bought a new money counter the last one is done
if you love her you might put a fill in her breast 
when she gave me the throat it was somewhere exotic
hold up nigga, gotta put a new plate in my vest
gotta wear me myt armor like my daddy taught me
we was really tryna figure whos aim was the best
so pan & the .3 walkin round with the tommy

WAR (prod. shadow!)

The Death Of Us

Enchantment (Prod. Jacob)

Fax (Prod Jeer!)

Mean To Me

Faithful

Holy

Simple N Clean Cover

Speak

WANT BANDS

I heard niggas say they bout to fry lil panny 

Plus his team 

That’s y’all problem 

Love to fry some shit

 before u niggas eat 

You gon fuck around have a heart attack

Please find a seat 

Figure out a fuckin sit up 

For y’all figure out with me 

All y’all think about is meat 

Know what y’all meant when y’all said beef

He want a double quarter pounder 

Bitch this is not no Mickey Ds 

Said I sing a lullaby 

Don’t know what aris fuckin sing 

Bitch got Antares and all

And still be way off fuckin key 

Fuck is wrong with buddy teeth

Niggas know he rattin hands down 

Back when I was in atlanta 

Niggas wanted me to drown 

Scared of Goldie blue bandana 

in DMs run his mouth 

make me get to actin panny 

Start to air this lil bitch out 

See the reason why these niggas really hate me on the low

Some of y’all have prolly guessed by now 

But this shit bout a hoe 

And that fact that i ain’t fuck 

But I could fuck 

And niggas know 

Gotta choose these bitches better 

They be choosin on the low 



Why you think they go by lonely thugs 

I think these niggas need a hug

Insecure that’s why he mug 

I got a neck n aris doesn’t 

Cuz ant would prolly fuck his cousin 

Ant be jackin off in public 

Catch him parked I bet you’ll see

Tony torta 

No te importa 

Si te 

Give that boy a fresh clook concussion 

Help that fat boy start the see 

Maybe fix his lisp or sum

I apologize to .3 

Disregard 

This shit is nothing 

none of y’all niggas in the thtreets

Stop that cappin stop that bluffin

TONY TORTA N THE LONELY THUGS

PR3Y

Treat U Better

MARIE

THINK

USED TO BE

MAY I

"Rain"

Hex (Produced By BlackMayo)

Isn't What You Want (Waiting)

Her ascend up the mountain

Her Ascend Up The Mountain

Mess

Colorado

WILL BE POSTING THE LYRICS SOON! This song is for you to take your sweetheart to that one spot in town & finally make it to first base. SCORE .. but we respecting woman uheard.

No Man's Peak

LYRICS:

I like to think 
This would happen again

(Your like look at what happened to me
Don’t always end so happily)

Hopefully we remain friends
In the end

(But you got a passed with me
I react irrationally)

But I bet that bitch lil boy
Won’t try me again 

Beat the fuck out him
Bet reas got his foo ass friends

Ain’t no handcuffs 
That ain’t how this gon end

But best believe
They gon use the ambulance 

Fucked around and got tired of niggas

These niggas be talkin
Live to far
Live way off in Kissimmee 
Ain’t got no car
But put on God 
That they gon come and see me
Ain’t worried
Bout em I was cuttin up
 last name sashimi 
My bro n em
Cookin up
 Yall was watchin
 iron chef play on the tv
Bitch y’all ain’t do enough
That’s why they say that panny needy
Cuz I’m better then good enough
It ain’t one nigga that I met
that can see me
Saw me do it first try
And got the nerve to say
That I’m conceited 
Y’all niggas was huddled up
And I did it
None but .3 
Was needed

Can’t trust no nigga panny
They out to get you panny
Hit the hyper drive
They live 
By eye for eye
Accelerate it panny
What is you waitin on
If it’s my time to die
I’m goin world on fire

These niggas hate you panny
Don’t that shit get to you
Am I supposed to cry
Them is not my guys
Can’t fuck with niggas
Annie
They be suspicious 
They be tryna take my shine
So I seem undermined 

I like to think 
This would happen again

(Your like look at what happened to me
Don’t always end so happily)

Hopefully we remain friends
In the end

(But you got a passed with me
I react irrationally)

But I bet that bitch lil boy
Won’t try me again 

Beat the fuck out him
Bet rease got his foo ass friends

Ain’t no handcuffs 
That ain’t how this gon end

But best believe
They gon use the ambulance 

Fucked around and got tired of niggas

These niggas be talkin
Live to far
Live way off in Kissimmee 
Ain’t got no car
But put on God 
That they gon come and see me
Ain’t worried
Bout em I was cuttin up
 last name sashimi 
My bro n em
Cookin up
 Yall was watchin
 iron chef play on the tv

Wishful Thinking (Prod. Wavvy)

Seed (Prod. Lil Biscuit)

in nature we find the balance between us all

PreyforPan

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