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Trap

Irresistible

I follow a big path
The bouncers
I slipped past
I was never a first choice
I've always been picked last
They dash pass me laughing 
Hope passing
Grasping
Any and everything 
To keep from collapsing
(But now I)
Found my voice
Lord steering the course 
Knock them off 
Of they're horse
I feel the power
Flow through my
Pores
Pulling right from the source 
Resurgence 
That's been opening doors
The jackals before
I can hardly
Hear them 
Cackle 
No more

Step 1) all I got to is pray
Step 2) Lord I got faith in you
Step 3) just have to wait and see
Step 4) watch as it opens a door
Step 5) now you going watch me rise
Step 6) The moment building brick by brick
Step 7) Real time, seeing it then
Step 8) Give thanks, and we do it again

Sure as the time goes
I've entered no fly zones
I've been different positions 
That be having these minds
Blown
The weird 
Is where I operate 
Supernaturally grown
Only place that I find home
Is when I'm in the unknown 
There's a force 
That is guiding
It will not leave me alone
It be turning water
To crystal
And turning cotton
To stone
There's unbelievable feats
Inside my life 
That have shown
Threats
And spiritual pressure
From evil 
On tombstones
Belittle
Try to Berate me
Never taking the cake see
I'm Always cooking 
And baking
On something else 
To create
A new aroma 
You smell it
It's something different 
Can tell it
Despite the difference 
You felt it
It's gold refining 
And smelted 
It's 
Two things
That conjoined in one
8 steps 
Is not plan 
It's how my life
Is summed
I was taking L's from before
And now I'm taking none
Any challenge 
I gladly welcome
Come and get you some

Step 1) all I got to is pray
Step 2) Lord I got faith in you
Step 3) just have to wait and see
Step 4) watch as it opens a door
Step 5) now you going watch me rise
Step 6) The moment building brick by brick
Step 7) Real time, seeing it then
Step 8) Give thanks, and we do it again

Peep The lyrical mastery
gift he's given me massively 
It doesn't operate casually 
I got to handle it masterfully 
If I don't use it in earnest
Then it's guaranteed 
It will master me
All who listening 
Casualties
If I don't rap 
With my faculties 
(Geeezzz)
Ease up
Don't get carried away
Didn't go through
hardships
And lessons
To get buried today
Made a covenant 
With all of my soul
And I can faithfully say
It has serve me
To fill this role
Till all my hair
Turn to gray
Once the truth
Got revealed 
I Unraveled 
Unpacked
Then he put the pieces
Together
I ain't never look back
All the weapons
 that formed against me
He thwarted every attack
They were blasting 
Heavy machinery
We blast them off
Mac
Cannon
I'm back handing
Every obstacle
Non standing
The tri-force
When pierce your heart
Your done
Ganon 
No wasted shots
When I finally throw them
They're all landing
If you don't know him
I'll gladly show them
An understanding 

Step 1) all I got to is pray
Step 2) Lord I got faith in you
Step 3) just have to wait and see
Step 4) watch as it opens a door
Step 5) now you going watch me rise
Step 6) The moment building brick by brick
Step 7) Real time, seeing it then
Step 8) Give thanks, and we do it again

8steps

Till Then Ft Libsey & PlayWryte (Prod. By DevinDidTht)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)

[Chorus]
(Yeah) Who gon’ slide wit’ me? (Wooh)
Who gon’ ride wit’ me? (Let's go!)
Who gon’ die for me? (Brrra)
Bitch, who really outside wit’ me? (Pow!)

(Yeah) Who gon’ slide wit’ me? (Skrrt)
Who gon’ ride wit’ me? (Boom)
Who gon’ die for me? (Ayy)
Bitch, who really outside wit’ me? (Rah-Rah)

[Verse 1]
Choppa sing like melodies, watch that opp boy take a nap (Brr)
Told me, "Put that Glock away," nah, we spinnin’ right back (Skrrt)
We don’t play wit’ opposition, send that addy, get ‘em whacked (Boom)
223s gon’ fold his chest, make sure his fuckn' ribs collapse (Blah)

Yeah, we slide, fuck a mask, let ‘em know just who we is (Yeah)
I ain’t never need a deal, been a boss since I was six (Huh)
Grew up ‘round them sticks and bricks, keep a drum, no need for switch (Brr)
Say my name inside a diss? Now his gang ain't sayin’ shit (Shh)

Hop out like a task force, camoed up in all black (Skrrt)
Switches on them Glocks, boy, this ain’t Fortnite, ain't no cap (Boom)
Hollows twist inside his chest, boy, he gon’ bleed out where he at (Blah)
Say he tough, but he just actin’—he ain't built for combat (Nah)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Yeah) What the fuck is that? (Boom)
(Yeah) What the fuck is that? (Brr)
Bitch, that’s how we step on nigas (Step)
Turn his whip into a pack (Skrrt)

[Chorus]
Who gon’ slide wit’ me? (Boom)
Who gon’ ride wit’ me? (Brrra)
Who gon’ die for me? (Skrrt)
Bitch, who really outside wit’ me? (Pow!)

Who gon’ slide wit’ me? (Rah-Rah)
Who gon’ ride wit’ me? (Boom)
Who gon’ die for me? (Ayy)
Bitch, who really outside wit’ me? (Blah)

[Verse 2]
I don’t do no back-and-forth, I just up this 40 torch (Boom)
Glock got kick, it break his ribs, he hit the ground, can’t find his voice (Ayy)
Ain’t no mercy, hit his homie, they gon’ take that boy in pairs (Yeah)
AR got that scope, I see him clear like this a movie glare (Skrrt)

One, two, three, four (Brr)
Bust his top, now close that door (Boom)
Five, six, seven, eight (Ayy)
All his dawgs ain't comin’ home (Nah)

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve (Huh)
Fuck them jakes, won’t ever tell (Nope)
223s hit through his vest, make his heartbeat skip like Dell (Boom, boom, boom)
Bullets spin like DJ sets, watch ‘em drop, no fairy tale (Blah)

[Bridge]
Ayy, my Draco like my ex, she quick to bust on sight (Huh)
Let a niga play wit’ me, we spin they block twice in a night (Skrrt)
Why these rappers cap so much? They ain't never took no life (Never)
Bitch, my Glock be talkin’ loud, you gon’ think this hoe got rights (Blah, blah)

Hollows jump like trampoline, make ‘em flip up out they jeans (Boom)
Caught him lackin’, made ‘em freeze, shoulda moved wit’ more esteem (Yeah)
Bitch, we deadly wit’ this beam, red dot turn his shirt maroon (Pow)
Ain't no warnin’, when we slide, we turn that whip into a tomb (Blah)

[Chorus]
Who gon’ slide wit’ me? (Brrra)
Who gon’ ride wit’ me? (Boom)
Who gon’ die for me? (Skrrt)
Bitch, who really outside wit’ me? (Pow, pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)

Outside with Me [Prod. PMO Music]

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Planet 13 (Disc 1)

Lyrics:

(PMO Music)

[Intro]
Hop in that jet (hop in that jet)
Balmain fit, got a Glock, no vest, and my wrist on wet (yeah, yeah)
In the stu with gang
Eyes low but I'm sharp, got checks on deck (woah, woah)
Run that bag up fast (run that bag up fast)
I need full respect (I need full respect)
I been ready for war, but I play it smart
Gotta move correct (gotta move correct)
Baby, I’m complex (baby, I’m complex)
I got racks, no stress (I got racks, no stress)
Park that whip, two-tone tint
Whole block get vexed (whole block get vexed)
.44 ACP (brra, brra, brra)
Ain’t no talk for free (ain’t no talk for free)
Ain’t no lookin’ back, on the fast lane
Ain’t no crossin’ me (sku, sku, sku)

[Verse 1]
Reppin' my block (yeah!)
I’m out in LA (pa, pa, pa)
Ain’t no stopping me
Ten deep in the spot, no time to play (nah, nah)
Take my time, no regrets, never no sleep, that’s just my wave
You had one shot, now it’s over, gotta move quick, no delay
Dubai, New York (Dubai, New York)
New York to the Bay (New York to the Bay)
I’m out there for work
Always on the move, ain't no way I stay
Ain’t no sittin’ still (ain’t no sittin’ still)
I’m just like Zidane (awouiw)
Shawty can’t forget, she won’t let me go
‘Cause I’m way too sly (sly, sly, sly)

[Pre-Chorus]
All my dogs go wild, they don’t come from Paris
I got that FN beam, name that thing McLaren
I got that hard drive, hard drive
All these girls on live, girls on live
You get caught in that Ra-Ra-Raptor (pah!)
Ra-Ra-Raptor
Ain’t no fake ones in my section
Pull up masked up like a weapon
Residue inside the kitchen
Homies blastin’ from a distance

[Chorus]
Ayy, Lewis Hamilton
Push that foreign like I’m racing on adrenaline
Speeding off in that Turbo Cayenne
Blow through racks, got it all in advance
Snatch your bag, even take your plan (ha)
Ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey

[Verse 2]
Houston, Dubai (Houston, Dubai)
Dubai to LA (Dubai to LA)
I’m out here for work
Too deep in the game, gotta find my way
Ain’t no time to chill (ain’t no time to chill)
I’m just like Karim (awouiw)
They can’t stop me now, they remember me
‘Cause I’m way too mean (grie-grie-grie-g)

[Bridge]
That cash in them packs, stack it up in racks
Better not move wrong, or they pull out straps
Do this for my city, never turn my back
Ain’t no looking back, I’m just moving past
Baby, move slow, come and count this stash
Hella racks, double up real fast
Foreign coupe but I can’t even stop
Riding for more, so I shop nonstop
Abu Dhabi trips, but I been a top
Big amount, so they watch my guap
Slide with the gang, no need for talk
Skinny dude but I keep that Glock

[Outro]
Houston, Dubai (Houston, Dubai)
Dubai to LA (Dubai to LA)
I’m out here for work
Always on the move, ain't no way I stay
Ain’t no sittin’ still (ain’t no sittin’ still)
I’m just like Karim (awouiw)
They can’t stop me now, they remember me


Turbo Cayenne [Prod. PMO Music]

Haunted

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Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yeah) (Huh) (Let's get it)

[Verse 1]
They call me Slick and they know how I step (step)
She got that drip and she droppin' it off in a whip — make a mess (skrrt)
I need a bib, this pressure a gift, no rookie, I’m built like a vet (facts)
I move with a chip on my shoulder, the blick on my hip, I don't flex, I protect (grrah)
She say I'm cold but I’m heatin' her soul — baby, I ghosted the text (brrr)
Playin' it smart but the Glock got a switch, I don't argue, I settle with tech (boom)
Whippin’ up plays off the Zelle and the CashApp
I ain’t just rap, I’m the asset (big)
You out here cappin’ and tweetin’ for clout
I’m out here livin' it — past that (wooh)
Block hot, hoodie on when I step (step)
Stay in the cut like a Gillette (yeah)
If she keep askin’ me "where you at?"
I'ma switch numbers and reset (gone)

[Chorus]
Workin’ the streets, from AM to dusk (grindin’)
They tryna compete, but they ain't built like us (nah)
Keep me a freak, she don’t need no trust (nope)
Soon as I nut — (I’m ghost) — she crushed
I’m never gon’ chill — (not ever) — too real
I got it on lock like a vice on steel
Shooters on go with a vibe you can feel
Get outta line and you dyin' for real (grrah)

[Verse 2]
I got a freak who get nasty with manners (uh)
Don’t need no flash, she still got the glamour
Told her to ride, she jumped on like a scammer
Made her tap out with no camera (nah)
They watchin' my moves, I’m spinnin' in silence
Ain’t gotta post proof, I’m the pilot (facts)
Opps tryna link? Man, them boys childish
I’m somewhere remote gettin’ mileage (vroom)
I’m pushin’ the brand like I’m part of the label
I’m stackin' like Cain at the table
If it ain’t money, that convo disabled
Won’t do no fakin’ — I’m fatal (BRrrra)
Told my youngin' if he can't get a strap
Then load up a sock with a padlock (pow)
Gotta get it by any means
Even if it mean servin' the backdrop (serve)

[Chorus]
Workin’ the streets, from AM to dusk (wooh)
They tryna compete, but they ain't built like us (nah)
Keep me a freak, she don’t need no trust (never)
Soon as I nut — (I’m ghost) — she crushed
I’m never gon’ chill — (not ever) — too real
I got it on lock like a vice on steel
Shooters on go with a vibe you can feel
Get outta line and you dyin' for real (grrah)

[Verse 3]
They be like "how?" (how?), I just be movin' in silence
Whole gang sturdy, no guidance (let's go)
Put her on game, now she grindin’
But don’t get too close, she violent (vicious)
She post a pic with the chain in her hand
She buggin', now she on the blacklist (blocked)
Say she ain’t messin’ with nobody else
But I got the drop from a actress (facts)
They puttin' devices in ride shares
I’m switchin' the route with the fast gears (zoom)
Told my young bro if they reach for his soul
Then leave 'em laid out like last year (wooh)
I been performin', they know I deliver
She said I’m cold — I’m a blizzard (ice)
I got a shooter, he livin’ on edge
He call it a thrill, not a trigger (pop)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah — still goin'

AM to Dusk [Prod. PMO Music]

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