prod @yharhin 

i keep stick up on my side yuh
lightin up another wood lightin up da fiyah
st laurent and bentayga

bentayga yuh
arp gon leave him faceless yuh
in the pavement yuh
and dis blunt ima face it yuh
bad girl nd she asian yuh
white plug and he racist yuh

dat boy shop at saks yuh
i cant (woo) wit dat yuh
get back yuh
(no racks huh)
das sad huh
i cant go out bad yuh

asian (yharhin)

baby wipes prod keji

production by undeadmanwalking
vocals done by cahri, sakai & reign
mixed & mastered by reign


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keep ya head up (feat. sakai & reign)

boonky - cabbage (5dwade + core)

quam - whats da deal

Produced by Kashcrew
Vocals & Lyrics by Reign
Mixed & Mastered by Reign

connect with reign : solo.to/imreigning

Lyrics :

nigga run up he in trouble
yea this chop gon pop his lil bubble 
vroom vroom, nigga on the way on the double
say we got beef?, this aint a mcdouble
you in the court, you snitched, you fuddled
im in the court, I aint have no rebuttal
yea this chop gon turn you to rubble
hollow tips hittin you, turned to a puddle
hollow tips, hittin you, turn you to smithereens
my bag too deep like a ravine
now I just sit back and laugh like a hyena 
pour up that 4 in that sprite, this not ribena
cops on my ass, I can see the high beamers
go for the break, I aint see my slime either
young nigga workin, got passion
in that trap makin shi disappear… magic
damn she wanna fuck me, thats classic
I got racks in this bitch, like im baggin, damn
she want me, got baggage 
yea in the trap work hard, athletic
ya, she want weed but she asthmatic
this bitch bad asf, she aesthetic… damn
its a real cold world out there, gotta keep that heat, damn
bro tried to run down on me, he lost his feet, damn
workin so hard in the trap, cant even eat, damn
and that nigga dont go outside, his ass a NEET, damn 

nigga run up he in trouble
yea this chop gon pop his lil bubble 
vroom vroom, nigga on the way on the double
say we got beef?, this aint a mcdouble
you in the court, you snitched, you fuddled
im in the court, I aint have no rebuttal
yea this chop gon turn you to rubble
hollow tips hittin you, turned to a puddle
hollow tips, hittin you, turn you to smithereens
my bag too deep like a ravine
now I just sit back and laugh like a hyena 
pour up that 4 in that sprite, this not ribena
cops on my ass, I can see the high beamers
go for the break, I aint see my slime either
yo ass is fake, whats yours aint even mine either
…mine either

ribena

jump w loxcy

throwed (perc40)

We Made It

What did I do¿?

I was forged in the dark where the cold winds chew,
where the lights burn out and the lies sound true.
Every step that I took had a bone-cut view
now the ground shakes hard when I push right through.

They were hoping I would fold, now I flip that script,
put flames on my name till the smoke just ripped.
Yeah, the weight on my back made my stance go stiff
now I move like a storm they could never predict.

Had a mind full sparks with a locked-up fuse,
every scar on my skin turned a sharpened bruise.

They were talking in the air like they can not lose
now they mumble in the dust when my boots cut loose.

I’ve been breaking off the chains that would choke my sight,
I’ve been cutting through the fear like a midnight knife.
Every crack in my chest made the core ignite
now I rise with a force that rewrites my life.

I don’t break like before,
I’ve been rising from the dirt with a heart full war.
Every step that I take shakes the whole damn floor

Now  they look at my path like a force reborn
I don’t break like before,
I’ve been cutting through the noise that they all die for.
Every push that I make hits a locked-down door
now I move like a wave they can’t brace no more.

Now the storms that I faced wanna bow my way
’cause the fire in my breath never learned decay.

Yeah, the doubt in my head had a sharp-ass grip,
tried to drag me to the ground with a sinking trip.
But I clenched on the void till the shadows flipped
now the ghost in the mirror sees a king equipped.

Every loss that I took made the next blow land,
turned breaks into bricks I could hold in hand.
Now I stand in the wrecks that were once unplanned,
and the world steps back when I take my stand.

Let the noise die out,
I’ve been carving every fear that they spoke about.

Every tear that I shed turned a war-scar shout
now I rise from the dirt with a stronger route.

boonky - cabbage (5dwade + core)

xore