Now Or Neva

KEVIN! - 13TH (PROD. RAMOS)

maison margiela (prod. zdk)

A minha vida não para e eu não posso morrer a tentar 
Eu defino o meu status com peças de ouro no body
Eu pus ouro no dente sorrio e os fakes não sabem
Eu sonhei com Margiela eu quero vestir mais designer 
Estou Todo de preto na race não vejo os meus adversários 
Traz o teu shoota contigo o meu shoota comigo não falha 
Os meus manos são Junkie exijo que tenhas cuidado ya
Eu imagino que não queres a minha vida eu não vou duvidar 
Os Demons desviam a minha rota o inferno a minha volta é Verdade
A mix das drugs importa é a vida que eu quero levar 
Se eu pego no Bimma eu corro rápido mesmo eu não paro
Tu estás com os opps eu estou com os shootas meu mano eu não falho
Eu estou com o Hate trancado no estúdio meu mano isso é fácil 
Eu sonho com Teslas eu sonho com Bimmas eu quero um Bugatti 
Um casa com um pátio os meus sonhos são caros eu quero mudar 
Eu disse na vida o que eu quero fazer agora eu quero ver o que tu fazes 
Mano eu sou mesmo caro motor V8 motor importado 
Mano eu sou mesmo caro motor V8 motor importado 
Mano eu sou mesmo caro motor V8 motor importado

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Prod Bludi

V8 Prod Bludi

evolve prod luhpray

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. yvkie

(bsssh)
Riding round, got that thang on me 
Boy I’m shootin sumn like D Wayne on em
Jewelry off, put my chain on ha 
Broom stick, sumn wit some range on em
It’s a lot of people that done changed omme
Fuck them, I’m switchin lanes on em
Give a fuck, what they gotta say about me
Got a bad bitch, tryna lay up on me
For my brudda, yea I’ll catch a stain bout em
(frttt) yea 

I been getting better, my diamonds is wetter,
Stupid bitch, look at my bezel 
4-5 like a kettle 
Act like I ain’t met em
On the way home, beat up the pedal
lil bro swangin’ metal
If they don’t know about me, betta tell em, yea you betta tell em (brrr)

My lil brudda gon wet em up
Fuck all them rappers, I’m ahead of em
Only you, yea it’s fuck the rest of em
Don’t pull on my shirt though, this some Vetements 
Lift up my shirt, there’s a 4-5
I ain’t tryna hear that, if it’s more lies
You can’t fuck bitch, you a broke broad 
Sippin on drank, yellin “roll tide” 

That fuck-boy tryna meat ride 
Yo music trash boy, you needa retire 
You too slow, sumn like a re-
Got a Spanish bitch, Mamacita
Coolin, black truck, smoke a 3.5
Scat pack, sumn like a bee-hive 
Tryna do sumn? lil boy we live 
You a pussy, sumn like a feline 
 
Size 47, I step
Ain’t right wit the clique, then yo ass gettin left 
In the back of the whip, goyard bag wit a tec
Don’t like the Balencis, I’m back wearing Rick
This the moment girl, get yo picture 
I can love you, but I can’t fix ya 
Got her hands up, sumn like a stick-up
Stu’ dark, till I lift my wrist up

If it’s dark I let them diamonds dance
All my people rich, got a lot of bands
Do this shit for me, don’t need a lot of fans
Blowing up all year, I got a lot of plans
Yea, going up, the kid unstoppable 
Stop mumbling boy, that shit un-audible 
Yeen’ tryna scrap, promise I’m on all the bull 
AMG truck, sumn wit a lot of room
(brrrr)

tell em

Xé nengue (lima hllw)

produced by wa
mixed by HeyRicoo
Mastered by HeyRicoo

Lyrics:

Yuh brr huh
Keep it on me
Keep it on me
I had to keep it on me
I got binaries on my stick
I got new Givenchy for my bitch
Hit my nigga Wa for some beats
Put ten 10's on the whip
Do the math imma keep 100
And these calling me a witch
Cuz i turn nothing into something
I had these niggas going crazy
Had the whole fucking crowd jumping
Bass boomin Bass boomin
Got the bass bumping
Niggas be hating on me that's love
I don't really care
Bout these losing ass niggas
I only just go for dubs (W)
Shit i don't really give a fuck
Shit i don't really give a fuck
New bag run it up
New bag run it up

Andamento sangrento com Loubi no pé eu não falho
All these niggas that be hating on me
Eu só mando esses wi po caralho
Lembro dos dias que tava na lama
Nunca troco os meus bruddas por fama
Sou bem gordo nunca parti minha cama
Sim eu sou gordo mas não parto de cama
Eu sou quero fazer lucro
Cabelo grande tipo o Mabululu
Mexe comigo nigga tas maluco
Niggas bem parvos confundem
Cavalo com Burro
Xe damas bem burras endemoniadas
Vou te atirar com água benta Xe
Essa não se apeita lhe passo o blunt ela já ficou lenta

Yuh brr huh
Keep it on me
Keep it on me
I had to keep it on me
Yuh brr huh
Keep it on me
Keep it on me
I had to keep it on me

tell em

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