Interlude

or sum <w/jaydes>

(Prod By. Eem Triplin & Charlie Myles)

Lyrics:
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Uh 1 time for the hoe
2 times up for the gang
30 rounds and a scope topside that's what i claim
Can't trick on a hoe i ain't never stress about a bitch
Fell out with my folks but i guess it is what it is
1 thing i need to know if i fucked up would you tell me
Don't know if i should up and go
Cause staying wit you isn't healthy
Know i keep my feelings on the low
But i think it's time to let you know
I don't wanna see you up and go
But i think it's time to let you go

Pray to god every day so i get him
To wash away all of my sins
What's the point of giving you a chance
If you might just do it again
I'm protected with all of my friends
From the opps that want revenge
You can ride around in my side of town
You can spin around in my Benz
Get whatever you want lil baby i got it
Know you can talk all that shit cause you poppin
Walk in the function the stick in my pocket
Nigga try me he gon die bout this Prada
I got a stick on my hip and that bitch really cooking and flipping like it's Benihana's
Bet he don't know that she fuck with the oppas
Better stay cool watch that car that's behind em
Fuck what they talking bout we might go rob em
Bodies be dropping we put em in coffins
Glock 9 on me we is not boxing
Stick on my hip finna solve all the problems
Fuck a millimeter bitch i ride with a shotty
Bullet holes all on his chest and his body
Big drip on a hoe lie Fivi
Only trust god cause he got me
I thought that we were friends
But i guess i was thinking wrong
I can't pretend that you was just my only one
I'll make amends
I'm coming clean to you for once
Are we still friends?
Ahh yea Ahh yea Ahh yea Ahh yea
1 time for the hoe
2 times up for the gang
30 rounds and a scope topside that's what i claim
Can't trick on a hoe i ain't never stress about a bitch
Fell out with my folks but i guess it is what it is
1 thing i need to know if i fucked up would you tell me
Don't know if i should up and go
Cause staying wit you isn't healthy
Know i keep my feelings on the low
But i think it's time to let you know
I don't wanna see you up and go
But i think it's time to let you go

LET YOU KNOW FT. $NOT

XX pt. 3

2 GEEKED (prod. manny x chulo0)

pretty ricky just walked in mf HAAAA

out on all platforms now 
(PROD. SAURON)

Lyrics:

Hahaha
Yeah
I - I - I just walked in 
Im the richest nigga let’s go band for band 
I’m the man 
I said f*** my ex won’t see that b**** again
Rubberband i’m the rubberband rubberband man
I got hoes just so that you know 
She probably one of those 
At the show 
None my opps better be posted at the show
Give a f*** 
What you heard about or what you f****** know
B**** i’m posted with a glock 43 up under this coat 
N**** try me 
Then i put em on the bench like i’m the coach

Hoes man i’d be man too i’m all the hoe had 
Hit the scene my hoe 38 she riding in that Jag
AMG GT 53 you see me riding past 
Pretty E b**** i’m Pretty Eem the n**** of your dreams 
Watch yo tone when you speak to me 
Cause i rock with a real piece on me 
I herd that boy wanna feature me 
But he can’t afford my feature fee 
Moved out the hood to suburbs 
I be where all of my teachers be 
Get off ya a** and go get you a job 
That’s where yo broke a** need to be 

I - I - I just walked in 
Im the richest nigga let’s go band for band 
I’m the man 
I said f*** my ex won’t see that b**** again
Rubberband i’m the rubberband rubberband man
I got hoes just so that you know 
She probably one of those 
At the show 
None my opps better be posted at the show
Give a f*** 
What you heard about or what you f****** know
B**** i’m posted with a glock 43 up under this coat 
N**** try me 
Then i put em on the bench like i’m the coach

Uh
I went from rags to riches 
B****** you had i had them b******
I’m the only n**** from my F****** City to run up a milly on my business 
And i keep it 50/50 not 100 cause i do not trust you with my business 
Call me Walt White in the F****** studio cooking like i am a chemist
If i said sh*t then i meant it uh
You a bad liar and you broke that’s tough 
You still owe money bruh don’t act like it’s up 
She came through with her friend i ain’t f****** this up 
She a goth bit*h so i’m fu**ing her rough 
i’m so focused on money i can’t fall in love
Only put my trust in the powers up above 
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

I - I - I just walked in 
Im the richest nigga let’s go band for band 
I’m the man 
I said f*** my ex won’t see that b**** again
Rubberband i’m the rubberband rubberband man
I got hoes just so that you know 
She probably one of those 
At the show 
None my opps better be posted at the show
Give a f*** 
What you heard about or what you f****** know
B**** i’m posted with a glock 43 up under this coat 
N**** try me 
Then i put em on the bench like i’m the coach
Yeah

WALKED IN

WALKED IN (PROD. SAURON)

DEMONTIME (prod. greg + rodz!) [Lib. Only)]

(PROD. EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

pretty ricky bih i’m back 
(lyrics)

Do you mind if i slide on the 1 time ?
Thick thighs oh my and her bun tied
Glock 9 if he fucking with them opp guys
Got yours and you know a nigga got mine
Don’t stop keep going through them red lights 
Come and lay up with me baby on a dead night 
We can ride till the night turns daylight 
Had the words but a nigga couldn’t say it right 
Had to tell my old hoe go kick rocks
i can really give a damn what the bitch thought 
Got all blue hunnids finna crip walk
can’t kiss on a thot won’t lip lock
Hoes see young eem get lock jaw
I was just a schoolboy like Top dawg
Now i’m out with your how getting topped off
Take a good girl out the scene get my rocks off
Yea Yea yea yea
Went broke then the bag came right back to me 
She know i ain’t shit but she fuck with me fully 
I’m up in her kitty im up in her goodies
Bro mad that i got a lil buzz like Woodie
I can teach you how to run it up but your couldn’t 
And i’m out with ya bitch living life to the fullest 
He tough on that net bet her can’t dodge a bullet
i can talk bout that sack cause i got this shit 
Louie V for my bag got the guap in it 
I be sleeping on hits i ain’t drop em yet
She the one that i want i ain’t got her yet
Will you hold this shit down till i make it baby 
We can ride till the moon and the sunset 
It’s so many things i ain’t done yet 
Now let ask you i got 1 questions 

Do you mind if i slide on the 1 time ?
Thick thighs oh my and her bun tied
Glock 9 if he fucking with them opp guys
Got yours and you know a nigga got mine
Don’t stop keep going through them red lights 
Come and lay up with me baby on a dead night 
We can ride till the night turns daylight 
Had the words but a nigga couldn’t say it right 
Had to tell my old hoe go kick rocks
i can really give a damn what the bitch thought 
Got all blue hunnids finna crip walk
can’t kiss on a thot won’t lip lock
Hoes see young eem get lock jaw
I was just a schoolboy like Top dawg
Now i’m out with your how getting topped off
Take a good girl out the scene get my rocks off
Yea yea
Yea yea 
Opp guys
Got mine
Yea yea
yea yea
yea yea
yea yea
yea yea

TELL ME IM RIGHT

TELL ME IM RIGHT (PROD EEM & CHARLIE MYLES)

FOR A LONG TIME (WHAT THE HOE CRIED V1)

Voodoo

a small culmination.
written and performed by me
engineer: orph.eus
mixing/mastery: orph.eus/[Manny]
prod s0ulunreal

Interlude

rog.☽