Rob him for the sticks now I’m Jackie xan
Driving foreign whips I’m a happy man
Got a foreign bitch she from pakistan
Hit the plug for zips in an hour I’ll be back again

I’m cooking the dope with the extra heat
Call it the family recipe
I might just pop me a Tesla bean
Put all my exes on Ecstasy 
High as a bitch my trajectory
Running my business got equity
All on my wrist the Patek phillipe
Ya that my chick she a sexy freak
Oh thats your hoe open sesame
I take your bitch like the SAT
Ho shut your mouth when addressing me
Cut the girl off like vasectomy
Cops are arresting me, question and pester me
Saying I’m after the fact an accessory
Searching for packs and the racks and the weaponry
Happy I stashed it successfully
Back to the trap when they let me be


Rob him for the sticks now I’m Jackie xan
Driving foreign whips I’m a happy man
Got a foreign bitch she from pakistan
Hit the plug for zips in an hour I’ll be back again


I take the gas, to my medulla 
You loser I’m running my trap outta hooters
I’m hooping like hula, take me to court I’mma sue ya
I got the chopper I aim it like Schumer
The shooters’ll do ya protecting the mulah
Removing yo ass is their favorite maneuver
Deuce of the lean in my yeti is cooler
My money ain’t funny got no sense of humor
Stoner medusa, keeping a luger
Shoot you and leave you to sleep in the sewers
The smith and the wesson will keep you from moving
Don’t fuck with you if you beef on computers
Bricks I’mma flip em so cheap to consumers
Sprite is too clear I’mma need to pollute it
Pop me a jigga I’m geeked and I’m booted
Just hold my beer man I seen this in movies
Chew on a xan then I cross myself
Too many xans I forgot myself
Don’t have a blunt then I’m not myself
Yacht master rollie so watch yourself
I Wore my diamonds to Rock the bells
20s in the duffel, 10s in the VIP
I’mma fight the bouncer if he’s asking me to see ID
Your girl a 3 I see, mixtape flame like a Bic
Show no love to a PIG, if he eye me, I D-I-P
Hit a hundred three in the CRV
Catch a bullet to the head like D. Tyree
My levi jeans where I keep my tree
Don’t buy by the G, got a Z-I-P
Baked. 
I see the Jakes.
I serve the junkies that live on the cape.
Serve all the weight
Make my escape
It’s hard to hide when you driving a wraith
Molly with acid it make me feel great
Model with ass and she on my Estate
Tom brady pass if she ask for a date
Got so much cash it won’t fit in the safe
Cut the dope in a large blender
Shoot my shot like Carmelo
See double hit a car fender
Serving xans I'm a bartender 


Rob him for the sticks now I’m Jackie xan
Driving foreign whips I’m a happy man
Got a foreign bitch she from pakistan
Hit the plug for zips in an hour I’ll be back again

Jackie Xan

I been slipping in the muddy
All your bitches ugly, lucky I been whipping in the Chevy
ugh
24/7 that’s my schedule ugh
Drippin more cash, now my eyes like emeralds
Bed of roses cause I’m sleeping on the pedal woah
Coming for my neck well you better get a a better rope
Flowing like a motherfucking life raft set afloat
Get a hoe, let her blow, check her in the centerfold
Mystery to myself still, nobody knows my psyche best
Did the dash switching lanes, always moving right to left
Hype to death, music so flame that it could hype the deaf
I might be next cooking up a rhyme like a pricy chef
Sheisty vets all up on my team rocking icy necks
Kanye still in debt cause he refuse to cash the Nike checks
Fight to death, wait
Come in your city, I’m whippin the foreign edition
I score in the morning you mourning your mistress
You’re in a civic
I’m in the range rove where the floor has been lifted
Yours isn’t tinted
My tints got Kalifa invisible in it
Black out the windows
What does it matter, dropping the top in december
All of the money for memories that I regret or forget altogether

I’mma hit it bar down
Gotta remember that we ain’t in a large town
But I plan to hit it bar down
Flagrant shit, I might commit a hard foul

You keep it 100?
I’m spending a one up and keeping the hundreds
Seem to blunted, I’m moving so slow cause I’m deep in the money
8 hours plus when I sleep in the money
Haters be salty they season the money
Taking the money, no leaving the money
On top till the feds start seizing the money
Pay fees in abundance,
Woah now, ask him please slow down
Homie’s got 4 fouls, playing like it’s no fouls
You kinda weird bruh, get this shit cleared up
I’mma take loud to the head like earbuds
I am Usain but I cross more ribbon
Too bad your bars weaker than El Chapo’s Prison
Smuggle birds in Toronto, that's Canada goose
No one been this high since the man on the moon
My gucci flip flops got sand in em too
Cause I took a quick hop and i ran to the dunes, bar down


I’mma hit it bar down
Gotta remember that we ain’t in a large town
But I plan to hit it bar down
Flagrant shit, I might commit a hard foul

Bar Down

￼
Leave the door open, may be coming back late
Still bitter cause of what you did, it was in bad taste
 dont know if I can live without you
When im down I still think about you
You can tell im broken by the look in my eye
Escape the frying pan just to jump in the fire
Losing power of my wheel, please send me a ride 
Tryna do this solo (so low) and im ending up high

In this damn tunnel ive been searching for some light to see
Waiting for one thing to just go right for me, unlikely
Life was cutting me some slack for once but now its tightening
_My brain was chillin out for months but now its fighting me
My thought patterns all scattered
Miss my dawgs no rottwieler 
Ask if I wanna talk about it
Like gravity I say drop the matter
It could be a sunny day, but mentally cant stop the rain
They say I wish I had your mind I tell em you dont want my brain
Dropped the pain pills, shit still I’ll cant drop the pain
I need you just like oxy-gen, my life since you is not the same
Sorta tired, I aint looking for to cry no mo
I would get more than high, if I aint know it pull my mind so low
I got assorted vibes, on the side, a shame my mind is fortified
This world I find it boring, why I guess that I was born to fly
Life’s a whore I’m horrified, my psyche torn I’m sorta tired
Even tho the night is long when this mic records it’s morning time

Leave the door open, may be coming back late
Still bitter cause of what you did, it was in bad taste
But dont know if I can live without you
When im down I still think about you
You can tell im broken by the look in my eye
Escape the frying pan just to jump in the fire
Losing power of my wheel, please send me a ride 
Tryna do this solo (so low) and im ending up high

How I got no pride, the fall came before it 
Phone rings, the high it call I cant ignore it
But the high i cant avoid I just cant afford it
Maybe just a little green like the mandalorian
Time travel off the benzos, whip a xan delorian
I aint tryna end up in no in memoriam
Dont know where to take this rap shit, I guess the pencil pointing him 
Try to talk about my problems feel like im annoying them

frying pan -> fire (prod. by tinijuice)

I got vectors on me, hit you from different directions homie for your testimony
FN on me knock your cap off like you said balogna
asked me for a ring, blocked her she cant telephone me
Allie moaning now she ask for alimony
Fried my brain with xans and cognac - now I got anhedonia
In the cut like Manson homie your grave i be dancing on it
Said her pussy water, I shoot my shot im cannonballin
Damn im ballin, man im spalding and I hear the Xannies callin
Cant answer, bringing smoke the man cancer causin
Am withdrawing but this time its from the bank li’ darling
Hot as forest fires, and a sauna drugs I am not on em 
FEntanyl had to vomit, then it had me catatonic 
Was higher than a rocket, space station, and a comet
Aint tryna  buy no vodka, yeah I got a handle on it
Phantom parking in my garage I think the mansion haunted
And the tracks Fire on wax. Yeah thats a candle homie
Waste my time, its like breaking a shining diamond Rollie 

Chorus
Hit a 3 from the logo ho
Feel like Jay Z I got 4 .44s
Think I fell in love with the coco so
I feel low low when there is no mo blow
Me and her split a band like Yoko O
Fucked my lawyer so she do it pro bono
Kid Cudi smoking do it solo dole
Designer drug habits smoking polo dro

In the VIP of the strip club, know I’m blowing a stack
George bush in my section I’m over throwing a rack
100 bricks in the Escalade, overloading the ‘lac
Off the opiates I’m Jesus-like overdose and I’m back 
Expensive drug habit it had him losing his scholarship
200,000 dollars shit I sniffed away all of it
Call it quits, liquid with benzos dissolved in it
Just touched down got an Enzo (end zone)Ferrari whip
Got a rack (Iraq) I’m sadr-ist, coming back (cum in back) like sodomists
_
Codeine soda  choose a liter like the CIA
Got a diamond tester, you dont needa, these are GIA
Aint a single plea I take, my lawyer sweet she beat my case
I give you records like a FOIA see I be a great
If you tried, um, half the drugs that I done
It would turn your EKG into a dial tone
Fire on verses organic, you using rhyme zone 
Night out, take x at the beginning like xylophone
The way I dose the downers, like an anesthesiologist 
Time travel two weeks, the xanny be the cause of this
Too many addies, see how manic he be off of this
Stopped the pill poppin now I panic really often, bitch

over throwing a rack (prod. by CASSO BLVCK)

I stay with the white like merry and pippin 
Don’t like my music you bare-ly listen
You in the club just staring at women 
I take her home fuck her wearin my linens
Up north in the ghost, so Polaris my ceiling
I’m rich as Lil Vert, feel like Caris no Kizzy
I’m on 6 30s I’m barely dizzy
I cherish a blizzy with sarin up in it
Carnegie Mellon she barin (baron) her titties
Mami a marilyn yalls is a karen and 
Cop a mclaren be there in a jiffy
Thot in my harem, she sharing the kitty
Copper be staring, take care him with drizzys
__She roll my J’s imma marry the bitty
Look at my face yeah im clearly litty
(Chorus)
Took it to trial and  I bought me a barrister
If he got me on a track I embarrass him
Fuckin with heiresses popping a pair of em 
Dare him to square up im there with a derringer
Got two twin blicks, the Harrison brothers
Shooters so deadly they scared of each other
She Let me cut easy compare it to butter
Snake in the grass so I carry a cutter

Higher octave (falsetto)

Diamonds on the clock getting paid
_Raindrops on the windowpane
_Take ya shit like a gringo mane.  
ET w the blick, my finger flameeee

I’ve gone from wishing he’s home
To praying that the plug doesn’t pick up ThePhone
I need a stick like a blick to the dome
Served my UK homie 61 stone
Perc and the yay yea I left em alone 
Just me myself and my bong
Higher than god, I better atone
Rats in the trap w the cheddar u gone 
My girl a commie she fuck w zedong
Sipping like I aint make buckets in pong
Hit 10k on a couple a song
Fuck up the world, word fuckin Exxon 
And the pressure make diamonds heavy
Pressure on me straight diametric
In the cut like a dissection  
3 withdrawals, the trifecta
Pockets on 3rd trimester 
F no respect if you try testing
Wet him up cuz he dry snitching
Breaking hearts like 'cry bitches’
All my chicks stay fly: witches
They keep the choppas like broomsticks
Take the shit that killed tom petty
Heart breaking and my songs deadly 
Fuck Reagan he aint fly to heaven
He burning where I’m heading 
When im dead imma kill him in hell make him rise to heaven
Climb Olympus to kill the guy again we
Might Like the envy, white lines assembly
Pipe Dimes aplenty mix sprite and dennys
Opps on my ass, they’d like to catch me
But they haven’t yet I feel like zelensky 
Feds rush in like Dostoyevsyky
Make War with the piece, cuz the opps are pesky
Left roxy she is not my bestie

(Chorus)
Took it to trial and  I bought me a barrister
If he got me on a track I embarrass him
Fuckin with heiresses popping a pair of em 
Dare him to square up im there with a derringer
Got two twin blicks, the Harrison brothers
Shooters so deadly they scared of each other
She Let me cut easy compare it to butter
Snake in the grass so I carry a cutter

Paul and him are not the same like a homonym
Bombing the track like Obama, embalming him
Codeine my cup man im off of the laudanum
Whipping a benzo; kolonopin, turn ya head red like im rod’man
Feel like Kim Jong ‘nem, enemies I made a lot of em
Yall are my sons yeah I father em, burner I sauna him 
Commandeer jets im osama bin
Faded, forget where I am like im a congressman
parallel parking I fit these entendres in 
The flows that youre vomiting, so far behind him and
Drowning in drip you need sonar to find the man
Pop one of your homies daily like vitamins
Keeping a 9 next to me because im a 10
Kidnapp your mufuckin mom like she eich-‘-man
Back on the sprite again, Actavis heighten him
She - said - Im number one like im hydrogen
Live like a giant I die a leviathan 
Die a leviathan
Flow cold and smooth like some tiling



(Chorus)
Took it to trial and  I bought me a barrister
If he got me on a track I embarrass him
Fuckin with heiresses popping a pair of em 
Dare him to square up im there with a derringer
Got two twin blicks, the Harrison brothers
Shooters so deadly they scared of each other
She Let me cut easy compare it to butter
Snake in the grass so I carry a cutter

harrison brothers (prod. by NERON)

chekov's gun (prod. by lowtyde)

Plug Only serving white like the people in the legislature
Catch the punchlines decades later, spitting Dennis Rader
Sent a hater to the ventilator, take his breath away, de-
fenestrate ya, you neglect to pay yo gon regret it later
Get a bae to dedicate the medication imma take to 
Excavator; got it out the mud after heavy raining 
Energy expenditure is raising need a generator
Lit verses written every minute this is second nature

Rock Versace, Fly to death like a kamikaze
Or buddy holly, shoot a rapper im paparazzi
Off the wocky, turn a sprite into a pot of coffee
Even junkies tell me “watch it, that’s a lotta oxy”
All the homies sticking to the code I feel like Hammurabi
Tolerance it skyrockets, not the one to try to Cosby 
I think I’d like it probably, I keep a sprite it’s awfully
Muddy, feeling like a Saudi, rich off oil eyes are glossy
Say he got a drake I think he might be joshing
Suck my dick till its numb treat it like a losenge
Pushing rocks to feed your fam is a Sisyphean task
He broke - had to sell his blicky, on his hip be a flask
VLone target, put the shit on his back
D in the women just like Michigan has
Ripping a backwood, bitches think my shit is a bay
Making bomb raps, feds harassing me I feel like Oppenheimer
You copping shein I see the fits you rocking not designer
Got a grip on this game when I got suppliers (some pliers)
I’ve gotten higher than the voice of an awful liar
Been cold (coal) and underground since Paul a minor (miner)
Put some gold on his head out in cali but he’s not a niner
Real G’s (Xi) move in silence when they copping china
Pushing P you just some pussies ya you got vaginas
Bet the burners pierce your epidermis
Rock a presi sip a 8 im second terming
Would po’ed another four but I set a term lim’t
Fuck a barbie on camera, guess im greta gerwig
Margot robbie in my phantom, on my Belfour shit


Sell it en masse, andWork aint touch my hands, I aint palm dappin’
Strong rapping, Felt so free when I was done trappin
So long, farewell to selling drugs, call it Von trapp-ing
Hit after hit like the arm of a com-batant
You on some square shit like a wombat and
Song slapping, im back into contact with
My imagin-ation at long last, hope its long lasting 
Went from bomb passing to passing on bomb gas
I dont want grass in my lungs ash on my bomb fashion 
Im the spec-tacular one smashing a kardashian
A-lladin onto the fly-er fashion, higher than god, ask him
Bombastic on tracks I am the don, bastards
All facts

dennis rader (prod. by bardo beats)

￼
Grab the Mic, Mac is Floating on this flow like a lifejacket
Thats your wife?Might jack (mike jack) it, no white jacket
Try scrapping, we shooting for longer than the fight lasted
False claiming online, having blood type matches
Like fracking, spent my whole life blasted, like capsules
High I might type backwards, always own my masters
Yall cant see me like y’ ass forgot your Skype passwords
These bars are throwaway like rappers i trash em 
My fashion, fly as a flight blasting by Saturn
Always act tough just like y’ ass been typecasted
I cash in - pockets fat, can’t bypass em
Girls tryna hold me like wine glasses, my class is
High ’s ashes, coming out a volcano, fire hazard
While I rap it, say that you tried and matched it Lying bastard, 
Thats like one fire matchstick, vs. entire dragons, 
I climb the ladder, you Canal St. Im Nasser 
Your bag faker than prime numbers with 9 factors
Yall are zeroes: non-factors, im past ya
Crime catchers are time snatchers, I blast em
Bullet gave him a bypass, he die faster 
They dont see the vision (division) like they learning math in braille
Earning cash from sales from the burning grass on scales 
Percocets’ll turn my ass to dirt but Mac prevails
Wanna be my girl I ask her, “well are you Sure what that entails”
Hotter heads prevail when I got the meds for sale
Paid a fee (fe->male), lost my woman when Got them in the mail (male)
Robbed him for the rick he strip, he not with chippendales 
Just watch, he lost his drip, he is the Opposite of well
Feeling awful got her sitting with my Coffin in veil
See I Stopped the popping, sticks im in the opposite of jail

The sibilant syllables I spit in this soliloquy are killing me
Mad drugs, they’d Kill me in the phillipines 

I just want a bad bitch 
She cannot be average
I just want a new bitch
Better than my last bitch
She just want a gangsta
I just wan attraction
I just hope she love me
She just hope I’m mad rich 

Lost a smart ho, my heart froze after
Car 4matic, aint no Harlow rapping 
Shooters hit your car tho, Our knoll grassy 
Shooters out in Dallas, so we ball no mavericks

Bro do Xanax dont you panic, hope to  land on a whole new planet
Feel like goku man it’s ice on me like a snowshoe dammit
I turn coke to granite, pro tools user flow too candid
Say you can see me, oh you Spanish? Flow do damage
Might relapse, im known to plan it, spit free raps like a Nobu bandit
And they raw like coke I dont do man’s outstanding, planet transit
Hand out bands like lance in the Tour de France, got juice so the fans are chanting 
Pop xans so the plans got canceled damn cup muddy the man cant stand up
Shooters in the cut like a candid camera they gon spin like a panorama
Flame on wax like candles cant a-pproach me man im the damn commander
Gotta ask, what u wanna do, put you on the news
I am dope, lke the shit that shot up the  nirvana dude
No man in you like the drones Obama flew
Im osama bin laden, im dropping bombs up on a tune
I dont want a madonna, need a Rihanna kinda boo
Wanna flaunt her too, bank is on comma comma, fool

i just wanna (prod. by Falak)

no man's land (prod. Falak)

In the white range, Steve Novak, just go faster 
Line at 180 make the whole dash a protractor 
White fire and hard this a rap to smoke crack to 
Smoke crackers like some smores after 
Drawback to being this cold is that im so fragile
So I have to, blow a rack on ice, make the gold dazzle 
I know ill have a ghost before I Go casper
Seriously (Sirius) with Demented whores (dementor) they some soul snatchers
I was on mo yak than kodak im so power-
Ful, cowards know I pound their ho for a whole hour
I was on the blow now I do not even blow sour
And I clean blocked the bitch because she so foul

Im like a raisin in the sun with no raison detre
Only got a femme fatale if your bae’s on fent
<->In school, A’s on deck now all my days on X
Lead underneath the bubble coat just in case yall test
<->Spent money on sticks and 9’s like baseball bets
Outfit drippy, give a rainfall effect
Might kick it with a 10 on some Neymar shit 
Sipping on some henn it erase prob-lems
Keep a little stash on me smoke an adolph spliff
I feel like Madoff, ya paper I made off with 
Drip Black all Rick Darth vad-er shit
Los Santos customs how I spray yall whip
Blues on my mind on some sequan shit
Hate yall snitches, Rate your bitches 
5, 5 and 6 like the shit up in AR clip is
You dont fuck you just talk like you date long distance 
Her legs closed like a bank on christmas
Getting money cause they hooked, look how Akon wrist is
Feel like Oppenheimer I got a bomb mistress 

My life a movie with the music no moulin rouge
Film a bitch like Baz Luhrmann she do want booze
She want some foreplay like a 2 on 2
Icy wrist rockin Yukon jewels
Like the CIA girl im cool on you (coup)
Find a pill I can abuse imma chew on two
I cant find a perc I catch the wuhan flu 
Lil guys stick together like a gluon do
Pull a K out the couch like a futon, fool
If we going out to eat then the food on you 
Judge said “no charge” like a neutron, too
-She sin and going lower (Sinaloa) like the Guzman crew
The chap owe me, but the dude want blues 
Feel like the new tom cruise, the mission too poss’ble
Roll my face off pop a few John woo’s

My dick a ray gun, that shit be up in random box
Spitting fire on this wax like a candle top
Me and L’’s dont go together like sandals, socks
I swear you’ll meet your maker if you ever put your hand to gods
Disgusted cuz u show ur ass Joe buck to randy moss
Hard to ride the beat I Cooked the flow up on handlebars
Dash digi track hawk, yo truck a analogue 
Scoring 8 balls out in Georg-ia Atlanta hawks
Gas my people up like you know what, I am Assad
Fan of cough soda po a fo up, I plan to nod
So much ill damage all the sofas I land upon 
Go Oprah go Santa Claus, know what throw a fan a car
Know what? Bro a phantom off the opiates and Xanax bars
Homie stick to An AR, like oral dosing anavar
The overdose is planned tomorrow if no emotions can resolve

steve novak (prod. by BaileyDaniel)


Wanna take a second just talk about my Hometown
The rundown on Natick, MA why don’t you come down
I  moved here when I  was just a kid at 2
So this suburban town was the only shit I  knew
And in this town like American debt I  grew
Close my eyes and remember in my head I  flew
Back to younger days, kids I  met at school
So Natick, this time I’mma spit at you

Now everybody knows bout the Natick Collection
My objection: the rest of the town is perfection
Especially my part of it; the west side section
Where the kids who went to Brown had a special connection
Like playing tug-of-war every year on the field
Get the small kids in front, the big in rear as a shield
Playing lava tag on the playground was funny, 
Until Ms. Small went and outlawed running
Every summer spent at Dug Pond, swimming like the Navys
Get some pastries at the bakery, then we maybe hit up Casey’s
On the daily Natick’s relaxed but life can get so crazy
But on those hazy summer days, life seemed lazy

Remembering summer evenings at the Common gazebo
Throwing balls back and forth like Ortiz was my hero
Every year is longer, as the weather gets warmer
Buying overpriced Ice Cream at Park Street’s corner

Outside all day, it ain’t time to go home
This small town may as well be our Rome
Drive to George’s, get a buffalo chicken calzone
Or hit the dunkin’s drive through, coffee without foam

Remember fantastic fridays, at the cole center
It was warm in the gym despite the cold winter
Five dollars at the door, then we were told to enter
Remember all the good times that we shared together

Remember long hours spent on the T-Ball field
Oranges on soccer sidelines, these all peeled
Stop at Dairy Queen after, that would be our meal
Got bumps and bruises every day, but these all healed

Remember ding dong ditching houses, running away
Remember rec basketball and always wanting to play
Birthday parties, chucky cheese, having fun in the day
Sledding at Elm Bank, loving to sleigh

On half days, walking all the way to liberty’s pizza
Order a couple, pay in cash, we dont have visa
Walk to someone’s house, get bagel bites from the freezer
Then to the field to play football, we’re always eager

On sunday, Brady threw a hail mary or two
Remember blizzards coming through, and buried the school
Can’t get my car out, cause the snow buried it too
30 inches, got a shovel had to carry the fool
After finishing that, I  dug myself a snow fort
But not before hitting up all my cohorts
Unfortunately the snow covered up the court
So we resort to throwing snowballs that’s covered in dirt

Remember long winter nights just sitting by the fire
Coming in from snowball fights, hoping I  get dryer
In the choir prior to christmas eve
Waiting up for santa, I  swear that all the kids believe
The cookies we left out are gone, that’s what the kids perceive
Going downstairs at 8, check what the kids recieve

Every fall raking orange leaves into massive mounds
Trick or treating, weighed my candy; bout at least half a pound
Later on in the year the leaves turned black and brown
In this place I’ll never ever feel I  have to frown
All the other football teams, we’d smack those towns
And always love when fall rolls back around
Better than everywhere else that the map surrounds
Natick’s where I’ll graduate with cap and gown


02 Natick

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(Hook)

I got racks, packs, stacks on Shaq
that’s from the pen and the pad
Whipping a matte black scat pack, you in a Honda a hatch back 
Im on the top of the draft class
I need a thot with a fat ass
Think im the one that they mad at
Cause how I flow on the track
Im bringing beef to your door imma dash
Blowing a backwood, size of a bat, thats fat
Aint got a strap in the caddy, you lack
Shorty appearance and attitude bad

Throwing them bullets with cutters like Rivera
Fuck up my future, that Ciara shit
3 of the tris in a Sierra Mist
Pink from the pints it appear in my piss
I get rich from talking, just like I used to be president
Pigs in my residence looking for evidence 
Potion like Severus, higher than Everest
Soda I redden it: try a lil tenderness
Switch on an FN it fire like severence
Spinning no exorcist, follow that bitch like a shepherdess
Im in her box like suff-e-ragettes
Not cuffin a slut, so im suffering less
Fumbled a baddy recover her yes
Might die from the drugs, I love em to death
Dont feel shit I numb when Im stressed
In lust with a thot may sin again
Gun with a stock pay dividends
From London, she hot im swimming in
Her, they kick her ass out like the minutemen

(Hook)
racks, packs, stacks on Shaq
that’s from the pen and the pad
Whipping a matte black scat pack, you in a Honda a hatch back 
Im on the top of the draft class
I need a thot with a fat ass
Think im the one that they mad at
Cause how I flow on the track
Im bringing beef to your door imma dash
Blowing a backwood, size of a bat, thats fat
Aint got a strap in the caddy, you lack
Shorty appearance and attitude bad

What to you bring to the table, what in the fuck are you offering bitch
Other than box and esophagus, if you not smart im just not gonna offer to hit 
Shot in the back cuz he rocking that Ricky
Owe him (owens) some money im not gonna give
Spinning again and again like a gif
5.56 got a FN (fin) like a fish
They say put the pistol down
Move weight it protect me I lift 4 pounds
My young Gunna rocking the drip dont drown
They say that I got an original sound

Know that im up cuz im Cartier’d down
Shoot my shot full court off the rebound

(Hook)
racks, packs, stacks on Shaq
that’s from the pen and the pad
Whipping a matte black scat pack, you in a Honda a hatch back 
Im on the top of the draft class
I need a thot with a fat ass
Think im the one that they mad at
Cause how I flow on the track
Im bringing beef to your door imma dash
Blowing a backwood, size of a bat, thats fat
Aint got a strap in the caddy, you lack
Shorty appearance and attitude bad

stacks on shaq (prod. by LVKES)

blue stamp

Hook)  
Beat got a tag cuz im the franchise
Paid for her vacation, those are 5 figure tan lines
_She telling all these damn lies
Green paper, playing  with the white I feel like len bias
Bomb kicks; landmine
Blood money, it dont touch my hands unless its sanitized
Hope the lean man arrive soon, damn im  Tantalized,
Size of the lines in the Fanta make me fantasize

No cougar but I keep a 40 on my arm 
<->You just coming up with lies an Record it on a song
<->Marijuana strong I just smoked a quarter in a bong
Never have a shortage, or get shorted, imma god
Scamming homie he could pay ya mortgage offa fraud
_My aura awful strong
I dont do no drugs no more, im bored an awful lot

Spike a sprite I turn it to a rhododendron 
You were codependent, now your ho your codefendant 
Truant student now the private jet got no attendants
I got old bread and you got po’ descendants
Go to Lenox get a ho a golden pendant
If your bro got benzes oh im sho the hoes is rented
He owe me bread and pull up, he leave with broken tendons
I get dough percentages from food that go to kennels 
I take this world serious (series) like I won the pennant
I used to go to Bennett, smoke until I wasn’t present 
The soda hold the sedatives my Faygo a medic
They so upset I made dough and made the soda Redden
On some Otis shit, baddie sitting on the cock, dats my bae 
Sittin on the dock of the bay - so high it’ll kill me
So high it’ll kill me

Hook)  
Beat got a tag cuz im the franchise
Paid for her vacation, those are 5 figure tan lines
_She telling all these damn lies
Green paper, playing  with the white I feel like len bias
Bomb kicks; landmine
Blood money, it dont touch my hands unless its sanitized
Hope the lean man arrive soon, damn im  Tantalized,
Size of the lines in the Fanta make me fantasize

No cougar but I keep a 40 on my arm 
<->You just coming up with lies an Record it on a song
<->Marijuana strong I just smoked a quarter in a bong
Never have a shortage, or get shorted, imma god
Scamming homie he could pay ya mortgage offa fraud
_My aura awful strong
I dont do no drugs no more, im bored an awful lot
Bank account say comma comma dot

Bank account say comma comma dot

i feel like len bias (prod. by KRONIC)

Five albums on my iCloud  
Meds getting to my head I needa lie down  
How u hate the feds, but got a prezi in a white house  
Taking midterms shoulda took a psych eval  
I got Bs on em  
She a model, thick in the hips and got D’s on her  
Start licking her lips, it mean she want him  
He all Salty I hit, that pussy water (seawater)  
He order beef, he a burger, put cheese on him  
Gun made his family frown, but had a beam on it  
Nice ass shit in yo house,  
If you liked it than you shoulda put a ring on it  
No beyonce,  
B and E on ya  
He in a BOA, made a D-posit  
Rerocking- play with the white girl, field hockey  
Fiend profits, get em on base, like a leadoff hit  
We talking, wemby-blockin if its screenshotted  
He ballin? Crib like Pisa a lein on it  
Steppin: put a hole in the opp, like SHEIN stockings  
Thirsty for the D, give her D-asani  
Tell her make like a tree’s topping, leave shawty  
Know i drive high speed, cuz the key scarlet  
I’m bright - neon  
I write these sonnets  
Say you spinning, your orbit is Haley’s comet  
Ain’t see y’often, Assemble lines like a T model  
New bad biddy that’s a Remodel  
She wanna build, tryna De-molish  
Wave riders, cant stand em like deep water  
P going, prion disease on a peon  
Now im gassed up, was on E for an eon  
Was a zombie in the beyond  
We on Demon time all season  
Addy oxy i’m  
Speedballing, heart start seesawin’  
Life start free fallin  
Pills occupy my mind: GI in the Mekong  
God damn, my kicks bomb; landmine  
Opposite of exorcism:
I possess the phantom  
Got the scripts from gramma  
Got the brick from san juan, stamp on it  
Shakiness it fuckin up my image like a cameraphone

psych eval (prod. by Almighty_ Beats)

Bunch styles w the bars known for taking em places 
Like entryway at subway station
Your disgraceful distasteful disses came from displaced anger
Like a racist with hatred 
Gonna get narcanned tryna take what I’m taking 
he gotta get this white off, like liberation of hation 
Talkin drip, not to bacon if I’m making a statement 
Balltaking shots to the face, it’s a flagrant 

copped a blue pill, wake up in the strangest of places
got the blues, hit the strip club with benjamin franklins
Ion pay for…
-Ion pay for these 
 margiela haters be be claiming free masonry 
Tall tale teller- if you say it, then we ain’t believe 
(Basically) they gon be the  Charles ray fella if you ( wait for the, day to see)paul fail, naver

Paul cerebellum like a 9 parabellum with the bars very seldom not god paralleling 
got Caught running with McCain (my Caine) but not Sarah palin 
Youngboys on your doorstep theGlock sing sing a carol and 
Mop make your floors wet, scarlet or crimson 
Bottle said 3 a day I popped 37 
plug couldnt, but i meet you, make an  awful first impression 

Tryna play keep away with the reaper, yeah 
running from my maker, that’s a steeplechase
surprised i survived to be a man, peter pan 
meager brain, raps always on it as im seeking fame (Sikh)
speeding in the beemer, saying auf vedersein
lost my teens to the (milligrams), ion feel the same.  (Meeligrayms)
Nice with the mic, money came, my demeanor changed (meaner/nice) (change) 
see the bae go either way, Chanel be her fav

make a whore moan like cholesterol, thats just science
if i get depressed then oxycodone anaesthetize him 
im a stand up guy, homo erecus kinda 
pride the Main reason bro-bro on a stretcher lying (lion)
How u a musician but u dont know that thats A minor?
_ for bro-bro this just a science
spitting lines twist ya dome in a pretzel kinda
tell popo i dont know a sole soul on, suspected lineups

you an identifier, 

By the way, I’m tryna make big changes
I was hurt, doing drugs tryna make this painless It was heinous, I was brainless, almost ate this stainless
Now my goal is to make it big and make big payments
Ive graduated from being a statistic
Now my stat line crazy are you seeing what ive written
Shoot my shot at ya lady imma DM from a distance
The vehicle im whipping European and im drifting
She aint sucking dick, the brotha leaving her, im dipping
thats a no brainer
rick owens, No trainer;
 moving weight - an aquaintance i know was lifting cocaine up
Ho Hater exterminater, made a 
Time Machine imma rewind the thing
Gave ya 
Mama a coathanger, it’s wild I got a thank you
yo mama hate you so you hate on greatness, on dope rapping
they dont succeed cuz they cant steal my drive, but they flow jacking
no caping, paul mac fin be inconsolable after if some happen to kodak -and  
i think he should go back 
to all rapping, his flow immaculate, but he’s gone back to 
frozen aqua, the shit that walter white’s ass had broke bad with
im so tired of death i got no sadness left, tear ducts dry, so it’s so hard to vent
frowned upon to pulla guy fawkes and smoke Congress; ill compromise, fine, ill smoke a parlaiment
Bar was open, target it, heart is broken, card isn’t
30 minutes later, and the Bar was open, not for him, 
BAC is .20 who tryna know my politics
i think that the poliice should ________ dallas did
when im on those intoxicants, i’m a dose of arsenic
i’m a social arsonist i provoke an argument
can never tell if it’s a terro threat or more of paul opinions 
my presence is a wet blanket, that i waterboard em with


Free Luigi Mangione, im a fan of homie; he innocent 
the CEO had a migrane - all that his United plan covered 
was lead filling his head like exam bubbles

free luigi mangione (prod. by STOIC)

Like my bike broken I can’t handle bars
But the type flows we pen, you can’t handle ours
Make panties drop, she gave mandibles 
Battle Paul, press the red button I ain’t stanislav 
<Petrov, xanny bar atom bomb-esque to paul
<Got a bond with an AR like anadrol - it ends a brawl 
-Not often On campus off adderall 
Pass Paul the ball, he euro league pau gasol
-Free Gaza so im passin on smashing on the actress known as gal gadot 
<Cash it’s for Hamas support
You and I opposites 
-yall rats u on neighborhood watch, and Paul neighborhood watching him -we the opposites 
 watch vacheron neighborhood of
800 thousand dollars cost to own 
 Moderate home on my non-Dominant arm, 
Want one?
not possible bruh, unless u robbing this one i got on 
or got Muhammad bin salman funds



rappers im snackin on wack as sound of rackets for matches of tennis 
balls smacking em back and forth, 
backends on backends when pmac perform rapping
do the math im prime number, yall bastards non factor 
and the beat gon slap ya till its hand and  palm fracture
tryna turn a new leaf over; but thats a long chapter*
go back in time with ratchets, gon assassin Marg thatcher
on addy euphrates gon babylon at ya 
she fell on knees, dump truck on her; a contractor
<texting baddies’ like reflexes with addies, respond faster
like ya arm fractured, the bars i’m rapping, you’re not catchin
Drive faster, in a car dashin not plastic

buy new ghost whip like the dude  possessed
hey you, i got a hublot wrist
will you blow this? you can bring her too tho, miss
i know a dude so rich he sold food for pits, im talking cujo 
he made the work judo flip, 
But now he’s too old, walking DQ cone lick 
Robin son, crusoe; dodge inspector cluseau, island where my new home is 
if the blu e adorned pigs, with IQ’s of a newborn, and firearms produced for fallujah, flip
 execute more kids, and use brute force if you protest
styrofoam and gasoline, the two gon mix
the dude don’t miss, heard that you all dissed
but now im nuveaux riche, so ya crew’s  all swiss
your thumbs down flipped to a neutral grip 
position switching, kama sutra, or politician who got rich
white boy balling, bands gettin to my head like caruso, slick
dude so rich, if i lose all this, the fed going down off institutional risk  
They wanna excecute bro, like zulfikar Bhutto, 
due to the new flow’s nuclear-ness 


 bigger bank, finna get ya rank 
and it getcha Bitches thats thicker, expensivest liquor
mental manipu-lator quicker trickle of sychophants 
who in a ins-tant finna take every nickel that

hublot wrist

(hook)
Bandana i tie to my skull
i got the style from kalifa kone 
bandana i tie to brain
I live my life in Kalifa name
I might just buy a Kalifa chain 
im with guys the Kalifa gang
Try and dress fly as Kalifa maneee 
Might as well try and go lease a plane 

2017 treat my place 
like kids at camp thats a sleepway 
stick together like piece sof tape 
we beefed on occassion but really was rare
marian, terry, tryn claim him as theirs
reef he the purest im making it clear 
never been fake for appearance 
never been chasing endearance
we gon meet again twin, it’ll
be a lil minute, we aint done winning
feeling no fear, cuz i eel your soul near me
bring you on with me, finna gone win it all 
and it all dedicated to my man kalifa kone
you sending energy from heaven
to benefit your family, and friends, 
It give me strength enough, just to win it all 
if i win at all, he did it yall, 
he gon live out the live he shoulda really got
through every individual who keeping kalifa kone 
up in their thought
really miss my dawg

(hook)
Bandana i tie to my skull
i got the style from kalifa kone 
bandana i tie to brain
I live my life in Kalifa name
I might just buy a Kalifa chain 
im with guys the Kalifa gang
Try and dress fly as Kalifa maneee 
Might as well try and go lease a plane 


in kalifa name (#LLK part I)

text turn green (#LLK part II)

back to u

_ yall rap to be known   
meanwhile’that cat paul mac’just be flowing 
to relax cuz the bars are trappe d in his soul 
are passion in rap form, have to be sung 
built up angst- finna blow 
pressure makes diamond plaques on the wall
big steppa, cause cracks in the floor 
saw what paul drove, got slack in the jaw 
raf simmons toes, so fashionable 
rear end dummy, made me crash for the girl
lac with the chrome rims, packing the chrome
Lac was a Caddi, the cat he aint lacking the pole


she attractive, i’m goin saks fifth and blowing 
a bag and a half on her rab what u wanted
after we done, they 
smash and grab had hit the store 
__baddies i pull, oof my lats a bit sore


I’m drawing the glock, no Pablo Picasso 
Like the IRA hittin up ya car, when the aux go
<To my music, its blizzard dawg in these thots nose
Miami fishcale Marlins I rock flows
Client Always on base, bro’s Carlos Delgado 
God when I drop flows, Paul the apostle
<->Say im not tho? Musta sniffed a ball to your nostrils
mini met gala at the Mall when I cop clothes
Long way to drop If I fall from the top tho
Paul pen a hot flow that scalding to yall lobes
hard headed, he aind heed a warning at all, no
got to - place my own palm on the hot stove
Opps smoked, switch make lost souls, pop up on Fox more often than Law and Order cop shows, 
Pussy tight, eat it, face my fears im a claustrophobe 
 involved in a problem i caused with my hot dome
if im balling i brought all the daws to the top floor
audemar for the dauchsunds 
 timeteller skydweller, ice bezels, i buy my fellas time, cuz we lost bro 
 im a lost soul
Off the soda plus the stuff the doctor finna order
If you got pneumonia, I was serving pot in pensacola
With an awful odor, often take a thot and bend em over 
Got a hottie quota, know that if she not a ten its over

Gotta lotta baggage in my mental, it’s heavy
prior to liftoff, cant keep em in check, bro regrets it
burdens i dont need carry on on my trips, overwhelming

strong ass pill that shit so effective
made me go a bit - oh - schizoaffective, 
wait- lemme pop my shit for a second
stones onna wrist so aggressive, 
might cause a visit to a optomotrist, when it glisten 
Nas said some shit that stick in my mental 
that sleep and death kin so be careful, 
so im vigilant i never get close to resting
what the hell is REM sleep kid dont attempt sleep, 
jaw locking, bit more attentive 
im rearranging syllables, bitch close your pelvis

feel like bernie madoff in 2008 once the kid dose the chemicalse -
realize im fucked cuz i took too much - this shits overwhelming



One dumbass that I know, 
Down bad for the dough, man grab for the pole when the craps hit the floor 
stakes high when u Snake guys daily might  
 Rob the wrong dice game, send u up to paradise

lost soul

sistene chapel

learned hand

_Deep hole in P’s soul
she told me she want the gleeful me, 
saw the twinkle in my eye leave,
no smile, on me bro
Facial features be stone
back turned to my family
Sorta Like I’m rocking shirts I copped from Vlone 
I leave em 
Shit, *poof* he gone 
Delay the dude J.D. due to 80 proof Smirnoff
Chase euphoric recall  
I know what she want

she want me on neon sign: 
shininggot a deep desire to see Paul Smile
Why grin tho/no crease on my cheeks no more, “at least speak paul”
“no”
leave me a-lone, the high need paul more
Eyes be all low
Either that or they tweaked out cuz sleep my foe
need peace, my dome It receive tel aviv style war
Back on the Beans had me refried tho 
Jesus bro

Mental see saw, C notes, see those
for 3, 4 seconds at the most
he gone spend until that BoA accout be on Zero 
Release of dopamine control me,
so aint no me at all
Please release Paul  
He gone

lab rat lifestyle
Ain’t no typa life to live, this shit
quite wild, like wow, 

lab rat lifestyle
Ain’t no typa life to live, this shit
quite wild, like wow, 
daylight frighten me, right now
 nightlight like it cuz i can hide and be ight for a while
Im a Vicodin child 
aint too much, I be liking rn
But there’s a..
 a certain synchronicity in gettin clean
everything im missing initially mgets to hitting me 
shooter popped a roxy  , popping shots in slow mo
and a opp he in a box (mbox) he cold tho (oxycodone) 
lost his soul when he got the dough, god locked his doors closed
yo thots a so-so ho from soho, shawty suck cock on go-pro
 thats an awful low blow, thotty Hop on bro pole im not talking pogo 
Play my shit it simulates a whole brick coke sniff
As if bro disc goes and gets spins at discoteques 
Yo bitch on 
Meth

Wish they told me this before I fell in love with sipping lean
Talking bout addiction, P built with the Specific gene
Now im tryna quit codeine
Last night got a hours sleep and had 50 dreams
Waking up with dripping sheets
Thought I was depressed already, this is deep misery 
Just for me to get a script of P’s
I fake an injury like this seasons clippers teams
Baked off beans, take all these, wait paul needs
more - gotta make calls, jeez
plug never showed up, playoff P
Off xans, Cant make a thing, spitting way off beat
Fuck an A and R, p got an ARP
In a styrofoam, aint cough, cuz if Aint coffee
I been awake all week
Think ill geek, take all these adderall taste all sweet
Nah I aint gon sleep 
Heart got an 8-ball beat, may want Que-Tiapine
Seroquel I take lots but I ain’t got sleep

Roxy erode him ,sure turn to xan, my face and brain not creased 
(Rocks, sea erode em, shore turn to sand) 

AWOL if my bae wan’ speak 
Bought 8 bars but take 40, choices made in a heartbeat Take all week to wear off 
Wish to trade Paul’s brain, it say I’m weak 
it hate on me, it make him fiend 
I may OD this brain told me 
And when for once Its on the page I be on 
Abstinent i may just relapse back on these toxins
cerebellum change on me 
one day ill be 
Free

heaven (prod. by MAKSUR)

bad check

School’s out and the crib isn’t far
Fit like four, five kids in the car
The civic ain’t large, but it’s mad hot
Hit the west side trap spot so we can dab pot
Peep what he have bought, shatter, it’s a slab, got
platters of the hash, then we turning into rap gods
Freestyles, all the homies spit the best of ours
Talkin bout the drugs, bitches, sex, and cars, repin hard
Pullin all the raps out their repertoire, extra bars
The battle ends, it was hotter than a pepper farm
And the flight never lands, got a split cigar
This is a night that I plan to forget tomorrow
Someone’s throwing down tonight, they say come thru
Gun brews, maybe just kick it like it’s Kung Fu
I hit em back quick as you can say 1, 2
Said I got the 30 and my homies licking blunts glued
Start sipping till the vision lookin dumb skew
What we gone do? pile all in one coupe
Whip up, getting six cups, where the basement at?
We’re gone, ripped to Zertron, our minds racing fast

HOOK:
It’s a Party (Who’s throwing down tonight)
It’s the harvest (let me blow a pound tonight)
It’s getting larger (The neighbors hear the sound alright)
We ain’t departing, Just getting started
It’s a Party (Who’s throwing down tonight)
It’s the harvest (let me blow a pound tonight)
It’s getting larger (The neighbors hear the sound alright)
We ain’t departing, Just getting started


Party:
Water bottles everywhere, how I'm dehydrated?
Now I be wild faded, ground feeling kinda shaky
I’m set tho, this my life, I love to live it
Go from 1-60, grab the dabber, get it double dippin
Homie hittin double digits, knowing this that summer sinnin
Story I’mma tell my parents gon be getting some revision
She’s my center of attention when she enter
I could stare into the eyes of hers forever
They're some diamonds looking stellar, moon is climbing overhead
I think I’m rising into heaven every time i’m in her presence
Kinda girl make Adam give his rib bone up
Had the marley in my pocket when the pigs roll up
Ain’t a night less i i’m lifted, shifting vision, seeing cop lights
Hop right, vault up the fence then I flop like
Lebron on an off night, gone on the cough sprite
Found the homies bumping at a stop light, boss night 

HOOK:
It’s a Party (Who’s throwing down tonight)
It’s the harvest (let me blow a pound tonight)
It’s getting larger (The neighbors hear the sound alright)
We ain’t departing, Just getting started
It’s a Party (Who’s throwing down tonight)
It’s the harvest (let me blow a pound tonight)
It’s getting larger (The neighbors hear the sound alright)
We ain’t departing, Just getting started

02 Summer Sinning (prod. By BobbyBeats)

In the start my heart beats harder 
Girl you were designed by an artist
I swear I could see your eyes in the darkness
You looking like a model in those garments
Gotta get it started, all the other chicks go on to home.
You’re the only reason I got Vsco on my phone 
Oops I let it slip never thought I’d let a chick whip
Make me feel like the sedatives never did
Have I ever told you that you’re gorgeous
and when i hear you laugh I’m up in orbit
The poor get poorer, the rich get richer
Feel like 100k when i look at your picture`
If I’m with you I could quit getting lit for a bit
Baby, You could get me faded from a kiss
Bumping Frank Ocean, stop with the damn potion
Sit poolside just you and I and tan lotion
Hope it don’t feel like a poem I’m making
Forget the boys with devotion to hating
If your friends chirp, then you know we debating
You’re my favorite snapchat notification
You a fine sight, trine get my mind right
Feeling like a dinner and some wine night
You deserve lime light, Kylie jenner dime type
Look at you and then I thank god for my eyesight

1:38 (Hook)
Girl you make me act a fool
Looking at your vsco at 3 in the morning
Chasing after you
It’s a marathon but I keep on going
Girl you make me act a fool
When i see you my heart skips a beat
And I’m chasing after you
Wanna sit with you parked in the street

Didn’t mean to stalk up on your instagram
But you so fine I don’t give a damn, this the plan
No actavis, happiness, has to go through me
When I’m looking at your natural booty
uh, natural beauty I mis spoke
I could tell a quick joke, see you through the thick smoke
Hold you like a pistol, finger on the trigger till it click tho
Add you up, call it two nickels
Your conversation’s intoxicating, I’m not debating
And often staying the opposite way from moderation
All the other girls i pass em off like a hot potato
but not today tho, I’m waiting till i got your say so
I guess your heart is not for play tho, so i got to lay low
No I’m not an angel, woah, i dropped my halo 
When I’m playing music you be changing how i heard the shit
Saying all the verses ain’t the same as i interpret it
Happens when I’m listening to Power Trip too
And Drizzy makes we wanna spend an hour with you
It's impossible dropping the thoughts that rock in my noggin I stop em often then 
Watch em alter my confidence till I falter it’s monstrous
Bottles are always bottomless if i feel that I wanna quit, imma just take a vodka sip
When you’re here youre my sunshine to brighten my day
Can’t see my troubles with your light in the way

Act A Fool (VSCO Pt. 2)

Since I first heard  I don’t have the words
I’d move small worlds for you to come back to earth
Just to have a conversation
But I know you’re on the way heaven far beyond the constellations, hope you make it
Your life was an inspiration, your tracks were more than music
Everything you rapped about my boys and I were going through it
Everything to keep your memory alive I’m gon do it
But I wish you had the chance to solve your problems like a rubix

Cube, it’s a tragedy you had your grand finale 
But you changed my life drastically for that im always happy
Watching movies no sound, but some great reefer
Old friends, we hate features, New faces on 8 speakers, 
Great sneakers, Nikes on my feet
Rest in peace to a great creature
And he did it all without a drake feature
Seeing colors and the shapes on the acid
I just threw a couple bad bitches in your casket
never speak of Mac in the past tense
He is still alive in a past sense
Wish he didn’t have to get love in his absence, he created magic
Pool room studio addict
I used to blaze and bump KIDS in the basement
Got too faded now I only play Faces
He aint in your top 10 you’re a racist 
Imma head to blue slide park and just blaze spliffs

Feel like a friend passed even though you didn’t know me
Prayers to your family but glad you got your wings homie
Not a funeral, its a celebration
Starting his Ascension, hes achieving elevation
I hope he spits a 16 at heavens gates then
They gon’ let him in no hesitation
 heard he had a reservation
Name preservation, Never outta jet fuel
Haven’t had a GOOD AM since you left, dude
Your fans in the stands are your 100 grandkids, you in heaven
So I bet you’re smoking grams with John Lennon
Here We Go, tell you how I feel put my insides outside
My Friends near Malibu put flowers at your house, I
Boutta cry, What do you do when your savior dies (stay alive)
Might need therapy, Polo jeans boost my self esteem just bar-ely
Hope you feel very free
Your concert on my 21’s happy birthday
Tears falling like rain, pain on my worst days
Rap diablo, Playing drums staccato
Studio insomniak producing el dorado
Stunden in an über, has a wicked sense of humor
The mind of a genius, I think he could see the future
In conclusion, life is an illusion
Condolences to all my friends we’re never gonna lose him

If you thinking what’s the use, Fight the Feeling
Don’t be Delusional, time is running out, Gotta seize it
“Who am I?”’s The question, clarity is needed
Stop popping vitamins, start having feelings
Objects in the mirror always bigger than appearance
Your music causes apparitions, god blessed your spirit
You made it full circle, God Speed, now im tearing
Your tracks aways stuck in my head like an earring
So it goes, Mac Miller showed me self care
Listen deep to every lyric that’s my mental health care
Worried for my welfare
Mac and I were similar so when I read the news I saw myself there

astronaut who blasted off to Saturn, awfully happy cause I think he found himself there
Edgar Allen Poe’s his heart tell tales
Eat drink and let the Mary go round
The nikes on his feet are up there in the clouds (wow)
Don’t drown in a shallow soul
Never sadder, climb the ladder, just remember that you matter though
Wish you let the chatter go, go outside? You’d rather flow
Rap game DiMaggio Only making hits when you the batter tho
Ab-a-ra-cadabra, tell her scatter, bet that heaven had a badder hoe
Life or death I let the latter go, 
And We’re all Swimming, floating, 
Living in the ocean, an aquarium
The Star Room above us isn’t scary, and
Im carrying spirit in my ears when they bury him
I just wish my dog got some help, no vetrenatian
We were just some motherfuckin kids, listening
Afterschool at Kal’s dabbing to that Larry Fisherman
I miss you man, guess you got tired like michelin
If there’s a Lord then im Sure you’re a gift from him

Just Some Kids (RIP MAC MILLER)

I only bump music I can do mad drugs to
Fuck boom bap let the new rap come thru
Eat hella beans In the stu that's lunch fool
Still awake at 3 cause my dude had one too
WHo’s that new cat, think they call the dude Mac
Woulda had a few stacks if skills produced plaques
I could buy my boo a new ass with my loose cash
RIP Malcolm I been tryna bring the blues back
No 30s flow dirty
If it aint rolled purty
 no it aint smoke worthy
I prefer my dough dirty
All your damn hoes flirty know she want a snow flurry,
No worries,
Sent my chauffeur to go for so blow for me
He likedesigner so I put him on a T Shirt
They keep you in the minors cause they think youll be the leagues worst
These words? Free verse, ion need to rehearse
 Death comes in threes, I think jesus took peep first
They lie on the news and we following the leader
The facts They need to spin it like Kyrie on the reverse
Funny how the wealthy get their way yelling “me first”
Living in an era where reaction’s always knee jerk
Need to find self worth, but use IG for it
Half my town needs percs, generation Z cursed
I like my beer at 5.9
Shoot my shot from deep like a 5 point line

My homies checking in and shit
Worried imma snap like D rose ligaments
“Please, yo Everything but the weed prohibited”
All about the green like C-Lo rippin it
My inspiration died and my eyes still dilate
When I reminisce I spit some fire and I buy an eighth
Hope Mac miller in a choir in a higher place
Tryna put a bullet right inside of his suppliers face
Annihilate a lying fake who try to lace his buyer base
Lower their survival rate cuz he was tryna buy a wraith
Bushmaster in the bank get your hands tied up**
F and N with the drum get my bans higher
Off a extra xan, no recollection this transpired
Your girl said she the best with head… damn liar
My main girl always need to have her man by her
Side bitch so fine that I cant hide her
Think this shit a smith and Wesson man?
You should Guess again,
Walls around my crib, like I be staying in West Berlin
Rob you for the Tesla pills, I roll with the X men
Handful of xans has me
Fucking with me’s like pouring gas on a campfire
Money tall, it stands out like a man in the shire
I wanna meet god and demand he retire
More bars, less reverb
Dough worthy ho flirty know she want a snow flurry,
No worries,
Sent my chauffeur to go for so blow for me

he like designer so i put him on a t shirt

Cold Blooded (pmac x Charlie White)

(Chorus)
I just met the plug
I just me the plug and I knock him off
Robbin for his drug
Cause I saw sum diamonds on his wristwatch 
Homie aint a thug, said he was a blood
Thought it was a drought but I hit em with a flood
All your shit stepped on, we aint ever cut down
Dark Knight Rises when the pack make a touchdown

If she a crazy ho only gett fellatio
You have parties and you worry bout the ratio
I just catch ya girl on demand thats that HBO
Took her to the beach put a tan on a pasty ho
All my boys from Florida are outta pocket
All my Massachusetts homies love to pop it
How you sellin work and never have a profit, 
Heavy pockets, all my boys are copping Andy Milanaukus 
Might leap frog ‘em
The weak Keep talking 
sleeping in deep coffins even with precautions
Command, delete, option you off the beat often
You on repeat? 
Not in my fuckin Beats, parter

(Chorus) 
I just met the plug
I just me the plug and I knock him off
Robbin for his drug
Cause I saw sum diamonds on his wristwatch 
Homie aint a thug, said he was a blood
Thought it was a drought but I hit em with a flood
All your shit stepped on, we aint ever cut down
Dark Knight Rises when the pack make a touchdown

Caught a Xan Fade
Rolling blunts handmade
Man, They tyna block my shine like a lampshade
You all bugging, man where the damn raid
Flyer than a falcon, Sam Spade.
Tan babes, ran game cuz they got D’s like exam grades
Im in the cut more often bandaids
Plainclothes cops  at the trap they birdwatching
Im allen Iverson, you just the third option
He was prolly talking shit fore I Molly whopped him
Fuck a Milly rock I pop a Molly rock and
Y’all some actors thats Macauley caulking
Selling wok, cop xanny with my profits
If the opposition stop and listen Glock and smith’n stop the tripping
Mother fucker y’all should listen
Rap game trap game Sirius black mane
Team on my shoulders got some serious back pain

(Chorus) x2
I just met the plug
I just me the plug and I knock him off
Robbin for his drug
Cause I saw sum diamonds on his wristwatch 
Homie aint a thug, said he was a blood
Thought it was a drought but I hit em with a flood
All your shit stepped on, we aint ever cut down
Dark Knight Rises when the pack make a touchdown

Getting High high im the kush master
 Drive by with a bushmaster
Im a ghostwriter dont push casper
Silencer make you shush faster
Off the addy uninhabited bro
She stripping for sho, she hitting the pole
You MFs aint rippin the smoke
Y’all ducking cuz im fixing to blow
I’m on my quidditch shit, tryna find the little snitch
My slime turn your ass to stone, that tom riddle shit
You used to really grind my gears… transmission fixed
Driving in  that STI, no damn syphilis
Listen bitch, spitting It’s a wrap like a chrysalis
Pop a pill Limitless, push rocks sisyphus
Kush got crystals, cop Bush like a missile hit
When I see red, I go HAM-er on my sickle shit
The safe is uncrackable
You tried to rob me with the safety on, laughable 
Face the bong, pass it, do the race If cops lacking dude
Hope you got wheels, imma chase and run after you
Face a blunt, smash the booze
You never move forward on the airwave, bastard that’s a lateral

(Chorus) x2
I just met the plug
I just me the plug and I knock him off
Robbin for his drug
Cause I saw sum diamonds on his wristwatch 
Homie aint a thug, said he was a blood
Thought it was a drought but I hit em with a flood
All your shit stepped on, we aint ever cut down
Dark Knight Rises when the pack make a touchdown

I Just Met The Plug

I get high
I get high
I get high
And I get low
Now I guess im coping more
Stilled scared to walk into the open door
I get high
I get high
I get high
And I get low
lowlowlow

Im getting too high for my liking
So high in the sky I could fly right by lightning 
I try writing to cope,  my mind fighting 
I hope. 
my eyes bright when I dont,
Try just lighting the dope
Pmac when he’s right a Sight to behold
My mind playing tricks on me I deciphered the code
My life on the edge of a knife and it shows
Im stifling those who give good advice to me yo
But lighting the dro’s better than the Vicodin tho
It’s frightening how I could throw my whole life in a hole
I can’t escape, so enticing you know
Wishing for the ice and the gold
But I’m only getting ice and the snow
On nights im alone
I like getting right in my zone
Smoking dro  by the light on my phone
Its taking me home
Face it straight to the dome


Gettin high 

I get high
I get high
I get high
And I get low
Now I guess im coping more
Stilled scared to walk into the open door
I get high
I get high
I get high
And I get low



(2:00)
I blaze mountains. weighed 8 ounces and counting
Game blouses. I aim out this range crouching
Red dot sight to your dames houses
Stayin spouting this ‘caine outta my brain loudly, proudly
Kill the english language now i got you speaking spanish
Think about my problems and i smoke em into ashes
Theres secrets in my mind and I’m opening the latches
I think we found the perfect high, I’m hoping that it lasts us
Tryna fight my demons feel like rope a doping cassius
My dosage getting massive, slower than molasses
Tell myself I’m chilling but i m knowing a habit
if i kept it up id be going for the casket
In a sea of codeine, I’m overboard the fastest
Throw my life away didn’t know no one would catch it
Smoking on grass, now my ass asthmatic 
Everyone toting sticks and drums like band practice

I get high
I get high
I get high
And I get low
Now I guess im coping more
Stilled scared to walk into the open door
I get high
I get high
I get high
And I get low

I Get High (prod. by balance cooper)

ART BY ADELE MCKIERNAN

Sometimes I wonder why I get so high 
One of these days I’ll end up in the sky, by bye 
Im moving too fast and the world so cold 
They tell me that I’m young but I feel so old, why why  
They tell me that the liquor might heal my pain 
But all it ever did was try to steal my brain, no lie 


I feel so good when I’m around you 
Mary Mary Mary cant believe I found you 

You put me down when we started to fly 
So on the next woman I aint even gon try 
Always asking “why why why” 
When im faded I be speaking “blah blah blah” 
Goodbye, hey hey, nah nah nah 
Hard to get high when you down, oh my 
And I’m down on my 
Luck 
In this town of mine 
I’m stuck  
Though we were in love on Sunday 
But, hey. All that shit evaporate in one day 
Now I wait for the weekend 
Girl you cover up the shit that take me off the deep end 
OG 
Gas in a stogie 
Pass to the homie 
Hash in the middle of the morning 
How could I be lonely 
You my one and only 

Sometimes I wonder why I get so high 
One of these days I’ll end up in the sky, by bye 
Im moving too fast and the world so cold 
They tell me that I’m young but I feel so old, why why 
They tell me that the liquor might heal my pain 
But all it ever did was try to steal my brain, no lie 


too many times i fail to find the words that i lost in my head 
i would be lying if i said i remember everything you said
losin my mind chasin a vibe smokin until i forget
wasting my time all of the time I’m prolly better off dead

pmac

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