GEEKING

Geeking (prod. Sweezy)

Dead Memories … OUT NOW!

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Dead Memories

Dead Memories (Prod. Sweezy)

Hell Has Frozen Over

Still

Got Damn ! (Prod.Sweezy x Rich James x Taurs)

Lyrics:

bumboi:
Down from the south to the north we some playas

Down down from the south to the north we some playas



Call up yung chop he might pop 
he gon spray sum 
Let that boy talk he a mop 
He might say sum 
Only time she call when she want 
me to lay some
Straight from the south to tha north we gon
Bake em 

Brodie said he want all the muhfuckin smoke yea 

Why he talkin sick better go n wipe his nose yea 

Say he got a cold we gon hang em like a coat
Then

Throw em in the sticks let him find his way home 
Yea


Uh 
he aint about it 
He be steady pillow talkin boy ikno he rattin
Grimey as them bugs that be stuck up in his mattress
Why he plottin on the bum boy u kno that gon end tragic

Aye yo money short just like it todo
Pull up to yo scene finna shoot it like a photo 

I aint never been the one to play tho
let the lemon squeeze
We gon fold em like some playdoh

Uh uh uh 
Uh uh uh uh uh 


T-Choppa:
 tell me why you looking neckless
Big chop pop mop hella reckless
Mofucker life I’m dip where the exit
If you wanna problem wit me den come press
the way you keep my dick up in yo mouth impressive 
anything thing we drop make the ops uneasy
Ima keep g gotta keep hair greezy
I’m hella fucking mad ayo bum pass bleezy 
Hot box shit like we kicking tip 
U don’t fucking we den you can suck a pp
I’m da beetle juice in cope moving creepy
Im horn dog mama best not tease me
Ima get these bands yeah my hands look cheesy
Pull up bow bow wow do a motherfucker greezy

BAGITARIUS - bumboi x t choppa (prod.bumboi)

LYRICS
We bring dirt to your ears
What it is hoe, and what it ain't
Bitch my pockets full, I'm making bank
Say what it is hoe, and what it ain't
What you see me do, these bitches can't

Go, go
Slide, thru the sticks wit my blicky, uh
That boy not no demon that nigga more like Little Nicky, uh
He not from the South he fakin' accents like Woahvicky
Bitch, DSG the mob who fuckin' with my committee
Tell him, pick your side and stay over there
Gangnem get on his head and lay him down like some baby hairs
I, I, don't give a fuck, we don't play it fair
Cryin' on the net about your problems nigga who cares

You wanna slide bout it? you, you, you wanna die bout it?
All that shit that's in your music know you lied bout it
I, I, I can't work with none of these rappers, Ion believe they words
You didn't really do that action I don't believe your verbs
Thinkin' that you fuckin' with li 8, boy put the drugs down
Came in with this 40 up this bitch and throw these slugs 'round
Tell em free the gang, free my dawgs out that dog pound
Thought he was the sickest so we had to put his dog down

Slide, thru the sticks wit my blicky, uh
That boy not no demon that nigga more like Little Nicky, uh
He not from the South he fakin' accents like Woahvicky
Bitch, DSG the mob who fuckin' with my committee
Tell him, pick your side and stay over there
Gangnem get on his head and lay him down like some baby hairs
I, I, don't give a fuck, we don't play it fair
Cryin' on the net about your problems nigga who cares

Who, who, who cares (Who cares)
Who, who, who cares (Who cares)
Who, who, who cares (Who cares)
Who, who, who cares (Who gives fuck)
Who, who, who cares (Who cares)
Who, who, who cares (Who cares)
Who, who, who cares (Who cares)
Who, who, who cares (Who gives fuck)

Who Cares (Prod. pharmacist x cloudymane)

870Glizzy- Webbie flow Remix

YES YES

Literally freestyled all of this, only needed to do 1-2 takes for the entire track and needed 1 take for the background vocals

RAW FREESTYLE (Prod.2 Lz)

shitshow {p.byscorez}

LYRICS:

Same ones hatin gon copy my ways
Been through fie now I shine through da haze
Roll my pain up, blow it off in a day
Still stand tall, I don’t bend, I don’t fade

I don’t trip on what I lost, that’s the price of the game
Every L that I took just refined all my aim
I was down in the dirt, had to fight through the rain
Now I move like a ghost, they just whisper in my name

Keep my mind on the plan, I ain’t stressin tha noise
I was grindin so long I forgot to enjoy
They be frontin’ online, tryna fill in the void
I been learnin my peace don’t come from a choice

Smoke cloud drift, let it fade out the pain,
Learned to let go, can’t be stuck up in the chains,
Every scar that I got just engraved in my frame
I ain’t need validation to prove that I changed

I was down for awhile, had to sharpen my blade
Now I Built For Da War, Ion fold, ion cave
let them talk on my name, i just smile, im amazed
Hook drop smooth same ones hating gon copy my ways

I been stackin’ my peace, can’t be movin’ off rage
Every loss that I took put some ink on the page
They was watchin’ the boy, now they study the sage
Then i drop the line

Same ones hatin gon copy my ways
Been through fie now I shine through da haze
Roll my pain up, blow it off in a day
Still stand tall, I don’t bend, I don’t fade

(BEAT SLOWS DOWN)

Same ones hatin gon copy my ways
Been through fie now I shine through da haze
Roll my pain up, blow it off in a day
Still stand tall, I don’t bend, I don’t fade

COPY MY WAY (prod.remidyl)

It's Sweezy, mane

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COPY MY WAY (prod.remidyl)

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