need.sum.help (w/ oko, iaan, & qlein) (prod. fibrr)

WISH (FEAT. D3MO)

words with no meaning (sickboi)

No Feelin (prod. neverforever)

no place to call home (alteg)

goyard (ft. veiledvisions)

Because I was in a really dark place for a long time,
And I heard all their bullshit spewing in the lines,
The underground is dog shit the Midwest gets lonely,
When ace isn’t with me there enough just to hold me,

theoretically I could set up (bitch nah fuck that),
bitches fire shots at me? you know I bust back,
and I got the squad the saints at my back trust that,
Squeezing at the nipple of the bitch tit you Sucks at,
getting just a little wiff of ashwaganda rap,
getting just a little wiff of some hot ass blunt rap,

hubcap,
bum rap,
this that 
his mat,

we got all these different artists and you know ive been that,

And I was talking on some shit but I didn’t wanna get involved
And I was talking on some dick so I hopped up on the call,
Jamari wants me now said that he can’t ball,
This ain’t even a diss I just happened to hop up on the song,

goddamn,
another fucking payback with a twist,
motherfuckers pissed at me but who gives a shit?

get your brooms out  cause I’m going for that clean sweep,
bitches really be thinking then can beat me,
and I’m really boutta go for a three peat,
0 for 3 I am musically at least, (golly)

Hold up just a second then a motherfucking minute,
it’s the El Capitan and I got my own lieutenants,
Shoutout Jeezy for the lyrics but he needs some form of payment,
And I don’t got that kind of bread on me right now, (dang it)

bitches said I fell off that im past my fucking prime,
forgotten member of saints give a fuck about my time,
cause you be wasting yours standing all in that line,
at the bank or DMV that shit ain’t me no more inside,

bitch,
how could I ever leave,
hard I fucking better be,
that is not my pedigree,
moving shit that you can’t see,
Bitch

(im too lazy to put waryy's verse ;  Kody didn't wanna do it)

Constant Wind (feat. waryy)

one thing,
two birds,
three stones,
4 words,
one thing what it is,
Just the saints we always live,
five stars,
six feet,
seven sins,
skin deep,
eight strings,
on repeat,
i will not suffer defeat,
off rip with a posse cut,
off this and I’m mocking up,
From no plays and Frito lays to full plates,
It’s so lame,
Don’t ever degrade the name,
IE? what a fucking joke,
We play the game just know the name
Long Live the Mother fucking Saints,

(im too lazy to put everyone else's Kody didn't wanna do it)

up!

planet ghoul

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