Now Or Neva

prod. jadon

Yea, I’m back, coming strong
Get the pack, then I get it gone
Where yo strap?, the fuck going on?
Where you at? cuz im tryna go, moving fast
yea yea,
Do you love me baby? It’s a test
When she suck me up, leave me a mess
In the back of the whip with a Tec
Yeah, in the back of the whip with a Ruger
She got an ass on her, come over, we making a movie
If you don’t make money, the fuck is you doing?
Gotta bunch of groupies tryna fuck, it’s confusing
Momma don’t like how I’m moving
New diamonds, my neck got a new tint
She stress me out, she a nuisance 
In the O with my twin, and we boolin
Huh, I’m coming up on a new wave
He can try to get on, but he too late
Wockhart, I ain’t sipping no Kool-aid
Moved out, I’m onto a new place
Moved on, I’m tryna get better
This is the start of this shit, this a demo
Blowing her off, she ain’t get the memo
Chrome heart jacket, went blue, green, yellow
Won’t talk to you, not even hello
Yea, her ass get to moving like jello
Black on the outside, the inside espresso 
Real Wock sipper, it’s never Modelo
This the start and it’s just getting better
Money raining, I’m changing the weather
Done playing, I’m coming with pressure 
No other option, it’s now or it’s neva 
uh, uh
(Talm bout it’s now or it’s never, it’s now or it’s never)
(yuh, talk bout it’s now or it’s never, haha!, yeaaa)

im back

prod. ?

Baby talk to me nice if you mean it
She the type to cut somebody off for no reason
I just want your heart, bae you know what i been needing (you know what im needing)
Yea i been needing-you, ha

We-we started out so simple (out so simple)
On the highway and im speeding yuh
Fuckit my whip presidential
I put diamonds in my bezels
Girl, you know that i miss you yuh 
But we too far gone now, itll never be the same

Up out in public im hiding my face 
Making my music and smoke in the rain
She wanna get driven round in that Range
My life like chapters, im flipping yo page 
Seen your true colors, i knew you was fake
Wasting ya time entertaining these lames
Off of the drank and im switching up lanes
She hit my phone and said she need a break yea
oh no!
You should know im not gon go for that
To-told myself that i was done
But here i am, still wrote you back
Sumn about you girl, my friends told me i thought you was ova that
But i cant give this up, i just want yo love i told you that yea

yuh! yuh, yea yea yea! woa-woah!, yea yeah, woa-woah! 

Said that i was done
She aint the type to talk too much
She live for the fun yuh, she live for the trill
Geeked up out my body nah, 
I-i cant feel
Got me wondering, was this ever really real?
Im so sick of trying, i need time to heal, yea i need time to heal

I know im gon make it yuh, no there aint no other option
Sick of all the fighting with this girl its way too toxic
Give this music shit my all, my devotion, aint no stoppin
Put her ass in Neimans, used to shop up at Hot Topic
Put that lil hoe in Balenci, they cant fuck wit none of our swag (nona our swag)
Remember when i used to scam, this legal pape gon cover my bag 
I-i hadda stop taking alla them drugs, overthinking killed my head
And this hoe doing way too much, leaving all my texts on read
Like who been in yo bed, who been in ya head yuh
What happened to those texts, this shit is a mess yuh!
Okay go ‘head do you, imma do me and count my checks up
My new bitch talking too rude, keep it cool, move onto the next one

Baby talk to me nice if you mean it
She the type to cut somebody off for no reason
I just want ya heart, bae you know what i been needing
yea i been needing, what i been needing yuh
Baby talk to me nice if you mean it
She the type to cut somebody off for no reason
I just want ya heart, bae you know what i been needing
Yea i been needing, i been needing you
(needing you-needing you, uh yea, yea yea-yea yea! right!-go!)

no reason

prod. bbkj

(Yeaaa!)
(again and again)
yea, feel like we fighting bout the same shit, again and again 
Off that juice, watch me lane switch, gettin head in the Benz
Bought some new clothes, he got the same fits, I got on Vetements pants
Yea, new Glock, this ain’t the same grip, fuck ‘round and knock off your head

Baby you know that you the one for me, you know I ain’t tryna do this 
I want you forever baby, all this arguing is useless
Baby let’s go to the jeweler, go and get you sumn newer, fuck it I’ll get you the newest
Me and my bruddas, we too, rich
Look at my sleeve, got a new wrist

You know that it’s up to ya
Driving round in that lil Beamer,
Don’t need no one else, so it’s two seater
Diamonds they drip off my shirt, Aquafina 
Ain’t worried bout no one, I’m keeping my Nina
Out in the field with my fye, I’m D1
Fuck Givenchy, I want matching Celine ones
Fuck these hoes, girl, you know that I need ya

Convertible coupe, yea, put the top down,
Play my music loud, let it rock out
Ain’t got no jacket, I’m letting the rocks out
Look how they starring, every time we pop out
AR15, let that lil bitch, knock down 
You know I’m missing ya, when you’re not round 
Been used to this shit, don’t think I could stop now
Hadda slow down the whip, cuz I know them cops out

Latest trim on the Benz truck, it ain’t nothing bigger
When you with me, just know it’s official
Sippin on drank, ion sip no liquor 
Hit from the back, yo ass look thicker
Yea he touch bread, but I get it quicker
They like “damn, AD do yo big one”
When it comes to a girl, I ain’t gotta pick one
Nah!, it ain’t no one better, you the one for me, so why

yea, feel like we fighting bout the same shit, again and again 
Off that juice, watch me lane switch, gettin head in the Benz
Bought some new clothes, he got the same fits, I got on Vetements pants
Yea, new Glock, this ain’t the same grip, fuck ‘round and knock off your head
Baby you know that you the one for me, you know I ain’t tryna do this 
I want you forever baby, all this arguing is useless
Baby, just know that you mine, all this fighting is so stupid 
(oh yuh, you the one for me, Ian even tryna)
(again and again, again and again!)
(again and again, again and again!)

again & again

prod. Airbourn

It’s been a long long long time, since I felt some shit like this 
That bitch like to talk talk, Ian tryna hear it baby, eat up on the dick
I could never fall off, Ian on yet, but soon, I know that they gon hear me
If you wanna brawl, nah, Ian putting hands, fuck boy, you gon eat dis clip
yea!, put that mag on em, That’s yo mans? how you finna rat on em?
Put a beam on em, laser tag on em
Broke her heart, I done went out sad on her 
BTA, I been going bad on em
Lenci’ tracks fuckit, runnin laps on em

Huh!, don’t care what the tag say, if I want it, just know I’m gon get it
bread ain nun, if you need it I get it
Brudda 4L, cuz he carry business 
When we going up, it’s gon be the biggest 
Top floor room, wit the baddest bitches
Told my ex hoe get out my mentions

Tell the next hoe, Ian playing around
(hrrrt!) I fell in love with the sound
Drank on me, I’m in love with the taste
Whole pound on me, what the fuck is a 1/8th?

I wanna love her, but somehow I can’t 
Love for my brudda and his kid on the way
Play wit em, pull out the dick on the Drac 
Pla-play wit em, I’ll put that stick to yo face 
I’m off the Roxy, don’t know what to say
I know it hurts but it’s gon be okay!
Needa go sit down and pray
Don’t want you to go, promise you gon stay wit me
Huh, told ha stop playin wit me
uh-huh gotta foreign hoe layin wit me 
Im a 1of1, no mistaking me
You too damn broke to be hating me 

It’s been a long long long time, since I felt some shit like this 
That bitch like to talk talk, Ian tryna hear it baby, eat up on the dick
I could never fall off, Ian on yet, but soon, I know that they gon hear me
If you wanna brawl, nah, Ian putting hands, fuck boy, you gon eat dis clip
yea!, put that mag on em, That’s yo mans? how you finna rat on em?
Put a beam on em, laser tag on em
Broke her heart, I done went out sad on her 
BTA, I been going bad on em
Lenci’ tracks fuckit, runnin laps on em
For a long time, I been belt to ass on em
My lil’ son finna have some racks on him

long time

prod. ?
@saykayb
Uh-huh, uh-huh, u-uh,
(over)
I’m on that drank, fallin over,
I don’t like to be sober 
Why can’t you look me in my eyes? (look me in my eyes)
Tell me that it’s over
You don’t understand me,
I ain’t got a plan B
I just wanna be loved, so I can feel what it means (feel what it means)

I got a baby, she got a baby, jus stole my heart, the bitch got me crazy
I’m off that drank in the back a Mercedes (yea, yea-yea!)
Yeah, you know this the latest
I’m poppin my shit, and that’s why they hate me
Play, put you in the pavement 
Codeine, I just been craving
Waiting on my time, I’m patient 

You feel, I feel, I’m lost, in the hills
Fell in love with them blue bills, fell in love with all these pills
I know this life get real, they know this life get real
Why you cause all these problems? I’m, just tryna chill

You, act like you perfect 
Yea, you act like you worth it
And you, snaked me out, I ain’t know you was a serpent 
She get on my dick and get to working
She get on my dick and get to twerking
And I tried to change for you, but this love shit ain’t working (it ain’t working, ain’t working)

It ain’t, working, no it ain’t
I told my brudda yea pour up the drank
Why you? Switching sides, acting lame
I love ya, but this shit ain’t right (right!)
Where you at? tryna see you tonight
Rolls Ghost, put you in them lights
New hoes, this shit outta spite
Yea you drive me crazy

Fuck that Rolls, cuz we went Mercedes
I’m off the drugs, got me moving lazy
If you want a feat, then bitch you better pay me
New car off the lot, told em watch the pavement (heyy!)
I ain’t never signing, fuck that payment (no!)
Silly bitches, yall hoes entertaining 
Silly wrist like Uzi, make a statement
Stay down till you come up,
Consistent and patient 

This shit is mine, for the taking
I know, that this is what yall waited for
I’m sorry, but I can’t save you hoe
New AP my wrist, it’s paid in full
Yea, I’m in love with them diamonds,
I swear we on perfect timing
She want me, just cuz I’m rhyming
We too up, ain’t no declining

You, act like you perfect, yea
You, act like you worth-it
She want my heart, think she deserve-it
Nah! kick her out, tell ha she worthless
I can’t, call you back, cuz I’m working 
Everything I got, I done earned it
He the type to cop it, then return-it
We the type to spend it, yea go burn it
(yea go burn!)
(yea go burn it all, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh,)
(woah, woah!)

perfect (ft. Desire)

prod. Stxndos n chxrles

Yeah! Yeah! (hey, hey!)
Yeah!, yeaa, yeaa-uh
(go!)
Yea, go against me, I wish you best of luck
They hating on me, I don’t give a fuck
Yea, check my pockets, I’m still up
Big blunt, I’m still stuck
I been booted off these drugs yea
Still rolling dubs yea
Im still smoking runtz, huh

I do this shit for the fun of it
Way I’m moving, bout a hunnid sticks
yea, way I’m moving, get you done up quick 
Yeah!- get that money, then I double it
Huh!- I been recording all week
If- you want an open, it’s a fee
Got like 10 racks up on me
Double-double down, 20 racks on me

Way I’m flexing these hunnids, that bitch wanna fuck me
Laser the stick, I hope that you lucky
They said drop the tape, I told them “don’t rush me”
She said I’m the greatest, told her to quit sucking
Yea, I know I’m still new to this
Told a bitch move, like I’m Ludacris 
Ex hit me up, I’m like “who is this?”
Yea, she throwing pussy, I’m refusing it

Nah, I can’t fuck with no hoe (neva!)
(bssh) pole waving out the Rolls
Yea, you can look at my neck and it’s froze
All y’all bullshit, starting to get old
Told my brudda light up that bowl, we getting high tonight 
Fuck me good, baby ride it right 
She fell in love with the exotic life, yea

She wanna take pics in that spider 
Roll up my weed, bitch where is my lighter?
Don’t need no one else, I’m my own provider
I’m punching this in, not much of a writer
You wanna sip Act, yea I’m the supplier
I’m already high, I’m tryna get higher
Hoe why would I lie? Not much of a liar 
Yuh, I’m always keeping it real
Box what? You could box this steel
Off two X, tryna box these pills

They said that I changed, but I’m still up
You ain’t changed shit, you still dumb
I’m tryna touch a hunnid mil, or sumn
After that one bitch, I’m still numb
Shit, I guess that’s how it goes 
Where the wock at? Tryna sip that fo’
Codeine, Promethazine, it’s all the same
Project insecurities, boy you a lame
It don’t really matter, I’m still touchin pape
(yuh, still touchin pape!) 
(mmm mmm, Mmm, mmmm, mmm-mmm, ha ha)

I’m still!/best of luck

prahsprr

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