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Free Dem Boyz

Quez Free

Go Yayo - Im Bacc Pt. 2 [Prod. by YL on Dem 808s x RickyMadeit] (War)

On My Son (feat. Moneybagg Yo)

Nothing Left

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Members Only (feat. Blood Santana)

Lyrics -

[Verse 1: Lil Mabu:] 
I could never snitch
That’s on my kids
I put a choppa on a blade
Put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinning
Like my last name Smith
I-I-I-I don’t miss
I’m making money while I piss
Like

[Verse 2: Dusty Locane]

Double M bitch we the fever (Fever)
Dead off the muddy, go pour up a liter
Bag on his head, he a Peter (Peter)
Glock-19 and I'm naming it Tina (Tina)
One-sixty on the dash, ain’t checking the meter (The meter)
You better not miss, that switch leave him with amnesia (Ergh)

[Verse 3: Lil Mabu]
I got a plug from the P, free Snow, damn, thе cops got him
Cock one, make the block run, opps duck
Got the drop on somе funds, man, I'm finna cop some (Cop what?)
I'm finna cop that icey piece from Lyana (Grrah)

[Verse 4: Dusty Locane]
I got to keep it thorough, I ain't one of them
Y'all niggas dick ride, go get back for the nigga you call your friend
Cut that fake shit, all pretend
If I miss, I spin again
Spin again, spin again, and I might just hit his— (Shh)

[Chorus: Lil Mabu]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 5: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
Hop out the Scat', where my shooters at? Guess they running late
All my opps probably smoking rocks so I got time to waste
Picked up my pace, 'cause I saw a shop ten feet down the block
Ain’t got a lock, so I walk into it, then I saw the boss
And he like, "Hi, how's your day?" I said, "I'm doing great"
Then I upped it at his face and I said, "Open up that case"
I took a chain, and a pendant too, depending on my mood
I need to run, but the front is shut, I only got one tool (Get out my way)
Then I saw twelve, Dusty rang my bell
He said, "What's the move?" (What's the move?)
I said, "I'm doomed"
'Cause the cops just said that if I move, they shoot
Said, "You a fool.”
(If you got the jewels then I'll be there at 2)
Now I'm pacing, and my heart is racing, don't know what to do
I'm acting cool, drippy like a pool, waiting for the goons
Then I seen 05 let off two, we starting racing with the loot 

[Bridge: Lil Mabu]
(Don't run, don't trip, gah)
(Don't run, don't trip, gah, gah)
Gang, gang, gang
(Grr, we started, grrah)
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 6: Dusty Locane & Lil Mabu]
How many niggas you know is ready to spin when it's time for the drama?
I'm letting off every son up in this clip, I put that shit on my momma
The homies told me, "Chill out," back on his head so he dying proper
We might've mixed it up with fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor
Ayo Double M’s what’s the word
First nigga run up, get hit with that— 

(Mabu)
And you know I ain’t missing that 
Got a beam on my head with a fitted mask 

Pussy niggas be all for the chitta chat
I'ma run down on boy, knock his fitted cap (Yo pass that)

Cane say no to the poll, so now I'm gon' beat him down with a bat
I put an opp in a wheelchair, give me like an hour, I'm leaving him flat (Hahahaha)

I got a custom boot with your face on it—
Now he off the map (Ergh)

NO SNITCHING (with Dusty Locane)

Paid In Full

BigWalkDog — How It Go

The Kid That Came Outta Nowhere

Grave Digger

FLAWLESS LIKE ME

KAPITOL DENIM

Rokk Wit Me

Big Smoke (Prod by. Kid Hazel)

Punch Me In

John Stockton

One Time

Grandson

Phil Jackson

GangLand (feat. 42 Dugg)

$TUPID YOUNG-TRUST NOBODY

Tuff(Prod. Brelly beats)

Smoking in the backyard crash and I can’t start
Blunts to the face when I race like it’s nascar
Bitch I’ve been my own plug growing all my own drugs
Step into the dirt and I’ve been digging fucking bones up

Pretty fucking factual that I don’t like a casual
I’m winging all this shit I’m rolling deeper with no manual
Can’t see well you got glaucoma
Backing up quick put you in a glock coma

No one say let’s go out to fucking Fresno
I don’t needa bitch in my ear cause I said so
Say that I’ll be famous but I don’t think being less known
Making any difference I already made a deathnote

Drug composing I’m down and I’m feeling loaded
I’m smoking alone and hoping a fucker would toe to toe and
Fade that’s a fact no problem when I attack
So wack when they all rap but fuck it I made a stack

Yeah we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint bitch I gotta go deep
Rolling up first then I’m getting proceeds
I’ve been spilling codeine I’m a fucking dope fiend

Body bag zip zip blunts that I rip rip
Bet you went and fuckin told the cops little tip tip
Thinking that you big shit then you start to nitpick
Boutta meet up with your bitch fuck then I dip quick

Break a fucking vessel all my demons I will meddle with
Drugs up in my blood I pay the statement I will settle with
Ain’t a lot of rappers I can say that I be level with
Triple six up I be repping all the devil shit

Back vengeance ideas I fucking penned it
I’ve gotten all your attention I’m serving a time my sentence
Going never ending this money I want to spend it
Well I’m guessing that’s the benefit of federal pension

Locking em up I’m hopping a bump when I ride and swerve
Copping a cup I’m coughing it up now we tied in first
To me it’s so amusing they try me but I’m the master
I beat em into a pulp and I’m leaving a body tattered

Yeah we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint bitch I gotta go deep
Rolling up first then I’m getting proceeds
I’ve been spilling codeine I’m a fucking dope fiend

Lowkey II (낮은 키 2)

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Peyton Daniel