mixed by: volta 

lyrics :
i can’t stop the drugs cus they working
offa drugs im a different person
broke my heart she did it on purpose
i just wanna let u know i ain never wanna go
baby now i’m onna road hope u miss me when im gone
i know u gon miss me when i’m gone yea 

idk what’s wrong 
promise i’m okay yea
yea just try to stay strong
u gone be okay yea 
i know that i’m in the wrong
running from the pain yea 
gotta stay strong 
gotta get away yea

put my all in this shit cus i know that it’s working
put my soul in the mix cus i know i gotta purpose
all the lies that u told me u did that shit on purpose
coulda kept it real wit me coulda told me it ain working

when i’m gone

3nchantment (prod.+uwanna!)

[Lyrics]
Yah
My son walk em down
Young KB slidin' through the towns
Musta took your man down
Sometimes I can't go down
Put yo mud up in the ground
Put that gun up in your mouth opp niggas know the deal, Bow

Blowin' like Osama
Takin all the guap for ransom
My hoe think that I'm handsome
Bitch I got that blade up on my hip like where your manners
Ima pull up with that fuckin blick I got that blammer
Bitch my finger itchin' tryna click up on that hammer
Cookin' in the kitchen got codeine up in my Fanta
My pockets obese eatin' ode just like they Fanum

Nigga tryna play with me, catch a bounty
Lotta bitches put that blame on me, in my county
On my dick they tryna hate on me, can't fuckin' drown me
My neck drowning
Bands on me like Robert Downey
I been counting
Love how that money counter sounding

Love how that money counter sounding
Hundred thousands in the safe and I ain't even round it
Getting too much paper bitch, I need an accountant
Get hit with a laser bitch, thinking you gon' down me

Yeah I told him that he handsome
In some fast shit phantom
Put a bounty on his head that boy get killed on camera
My bae got a blammer on his hip ain't got no manners
Dump out my whole mag and I'm gon turn you to a dancer

I'm so hood I walk em' down
Turn me up don't turn me down
Spray this chop don't make no sound
Ten toes I ain't going down
Opp hoes broke can't come around
Get some pape then come around
You get laced tryna come around
Catch this fade when you come around

My son walk em down
Young KB slidin' through the towns
Musta took your man down
Sometimes I can't go down
Put yo mud up in the ground
Put that gun up in your mouth opp niggas know the deal, Bow

Blowin' like Osama
Takin all the guap for ransom
My hoe think that I'm handsome
Bitch I got that blade up on my hip like where your manners
Ima pull up with that fuckin blick I got that blammer
Bitch my finger itchin' tryna click up on that hammer
Cookin' in the kitchen got codeine up in my Fanta
My pockets obese eatin' ode just like they Fanum

Nigga tryna play with me, catch a bounty
Lotta bitches put that blame on me, in my county

Bounty

Bounty ft. 9inezaza (lukstoic)

Niggas jumpin prod. Onlybino

Prod By Me & Shah

Tokyo Ghoul
by [Tru Montana]

Intro
She goin, goin, goin (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She goin, goin, goin (yeah, yeah, yeah)
…

Verse 1
She said Montana cool, I been this way since school ~
I been up all night like a wolf, in the city like Tokyo Ghoul ~
I was down bad, she ain’t wanna f*** ~
Now she wanna come ride my wood ~
Had to tell dat lil bih I'm good, gave a thumbs up like "bih I'm good."

Yeah, I'm finna rock out at my show ~
Yeah, Aaliyah, she turned to a ghost ~
I was just with Conner tryna make it home ~
Yeah, I thank God we both made it home ~
Yeah, I thank God ’cause everything good ~
They want me to fall off, I wish that I could ~
And it was just me and Lil Wizz sellin’ Juul
Construction man
Yeah, my boy stay with the tools ~

Yeah, I'm rockin' out
Yeah, with diamonds in my mouth
Yeah, bought a brand new house
Yeah, he sad because he bought some clout
Yeah, them ns can’t come to my house
Yeah, my family, I know that they proud
Yeah, my side bih—that is your spouse
Yeah, she ride it, I make her pout
That na lyin’, he is not ’bout s
That boy just runnin’ his mouth
Yeah, I had to figure it out
Yeah, that boy was not what he ’bout
Yeah, we had to figure him out
Yeah, we put a gun to his mouth
Yeah, we brought some guns to his house
Yeah, the money—yeah, that is my route
Yeah!

Hook
She said Montana cool, I been this way since school ~
I been up all night like a wolf, in the city like Tokyo Ghoul ~
I was down bad, she ain’t wanna f*** ~
Now she wanna come ride my wood ~
Had to tell dat lil bih I'm good, gave a thumbs up like "bih I'm good."
(Yeah)

Verse 2
Smoke an opp pack, Bob Marley
I stay strapped up like Somalians
I make your bih bounce—hydraulics
Heard your bih wanna, wanna give me dat top again
Your bih gotta get back with God again
I don’t want her, when I hit, ion talk again
Got more money than you got in your laundry, man
I got more designer clothes than laundry mat

You is not mafia, you don’t know meaning
She not givin’ top? Then I am not meetin’
That bih is a bop, I told her keep dreamin’
They want me to stop but I keep winnin’ (Montana)
I know that they mad because I keep on winnin’
Diamonds in my mouth—you know this is not rented
I been a rockstar, you know? This ain’t no image
They won’t make it far, because Montana finish ’em

Hook (repeated)
She said Montana cool, I been this way since school ~
I been up all night like a wolf, in the city like Tokyo Ghoul ~
I was down bad, she ain’t wanna f*** ~
Now she wanna come ride my wood ~
Had to tell dat lil bih I'm good, gave a thumbs up like "bih I'm good."
(Yeah)

Smoke an opp pack, Bob Marley
I stay strapped up like Somalians
I make your bih bounce—hydraulics
Heard your bih wanna, wanna give me dat top again
Your bih gotta get back with God again
I don’t want her, when I hit, ion talk again
Got more money than you got in your laundry, man
I got more designer clothes than laundry mat

Verse 3
Yeah, I'm finna rock out at my show ~
Yeah, Aaliyah, she turned to a ghost ~
I was just with Conner tryna make it home ~
Yeah, I thank God we both made it home ~
Yeah, I thank God ’cause everything good ~
They want me to fall off, I wish that I could ~
And it was just me and Lil Wizz sellin’ Juul
Construction man
Yeah, my boy stay with the tools ~
…

Outro
She goin, goin, goin (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She goin, goin, goin (yeah, yeah, yeah)

outofit

phaj

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