lyrics:
I piss the money you drink, bitch
I’m out of here, missed attendance and everything, 
Got like 2 mountains worth of hoes in my lunch box, bitch, 
I never starve, yo mama packed it



Young, tall, and rich,
P money going take ya bitch,
All it takes is one ring,
Ima make that pussy sing,
P King, P mean, yo bitch want this P dingaling 
P green, P a fiend, yo sis is my sneaky link,


50 cent for the chain, but this bit still shine bright,
Pussy ho, I’m reck, bring yo bitch to a knife fight,
She know I’m the captain, she going always say aye aye,
First she get the pipe, then I send her down the pipeline,
You niggas staying watchin, but ain’t even on the timeline,
You niggas never move like you stuck at a stop sign,
P money too smooth, steal ya boo, then ya call cryin’,
Then pass her to myself, like fuck it, I got alzheimer's,
Then pass her to myself, fuck again like I forgot,
Yo ho keep thinkin bout the dick, no wonder they called thots,
Aye, I got a question, why y’all bitches sound like bots?
Keep on talkin, and I’ll have ya car lookin like some crocs,
Holes, holes up in ya rocket, like a hot pocket when it’s hot,
You like, “what’s he talkin bout?” bitch I’m letting out the steam,
Gang bang ya Queen, with the team, feel like Mr. Clean,
Not because I’m baldin, but we squeeze, get up in her crease,
Then pass her to myself, fuck, like I forgot,
They say the third times a charm, and by golly, it hit the spot,


I could charge you pussies bout hunnid per a word,
Bitches got me doing bridges, cause they can’t afford a verse,
Kill ya bitch then go to church, pray for all my sins,
For all the pussy that I killed, I ain’t even got no Timbs,
But I do got that BB that she see see goin in, 
Then pass her to myself, fuck it, here we go again

P Money (prod. lvcien)

lyrics:
Damn(15x)



All about my peeps, bout my P’s, bout my prx’s,
All about my gang, bout my G’s, bout my gold’s,
You all about fuckin round, never doin any goals,
You ain’t about shit, you a bitch, get a rope,
All about my green, bout my bucks, bout my dough,
All about my b’s, bout my sluts, bout my hoes,
You was tryna stunt, I ain’t even fucking know, 
‘Cause that lil shit ya put on don’t even fucking glow

Fuck a gram, fuck a snap, fuck a chit, fuck a chat,
Fuck ya state, fuck ya map, fuck ya face, then from the back,
All this money in my pocket, I ain’t worried bout a tag,
All these lil hoes wanna talk, I’m only worried bout the bag,
No S on my chest, I can’t risk it over y’all,
All this dick that I got, but y’all stay on my balls,
Trigger finger itchin like I’m going through, withdrawals,
So I scratch, ya gone, Big Dog, big paws,

All I hear and see is evil, so of course that’s how I speak,
They thought they was on top, til I pushed em off the peak,
Yeah, these bitches just be so weak, they ain’t even tryna tussle,
If ya think ya bitch dig ya, it’s ‘cause I’m bringing the shovel

Hah hah hah hah,
I can’t take no breaks,

I’m back up on you pussies, it’s still fuck ya til ya leg shakes,
When you got this kinda money, you don’t ever have to wait,
My bitch is heaven sent, they sent her ‘cause I can’t get in the gate,
I’m on demon time, you can see it in my face,
Horns up on my head, I’m on that bullshit that ya hate,
But if they keep waving flags, then they life is at stake,
So while my name in yo mouth, I hope that bitches love the taste

All About (prod. lvcien)

lyrics:
PG, nigga,
That’s prx gang,
That’s prx gno,
That’s pushin genius,
Pussy getter,
13 bitches giving head in my sec’



F-R-A, with the U-D,
You know you a fraud, you know that’s how you be,
You might hate yo pussy self, don’t put that shit on me,
We stay one sided, yeah we 2D, 
Stay about mine, y’all can’t move me,
You switchin sides, ain’t down for ya team
When you see that PG, remember 1-3,
‘Cause when I kill you fucking kids, it’s like Friday 13th



Fuck a fam, fuck a friend, fuck a clan, fuck amends,
PRX a ride or die, but all them niggas left me for dead,
Resurrected for revenge, goin C-ollect all them heads,
They was dead weight, so you know I had to bench press,
I’ve been holding it in, but I gotta get this off my chest,
I can’t stomach acting neutral, fuck you if you ever left,
They tryna stir the pot, but they know I’m the chef,
You ain’t put no effort, so why you tryna get cred?
They tryna eat off my plate, but won’t get no bread,
I was starving for a ticket, y’all ain’t make sure I was fed,
I see you a fed, I see you a fraud,
I’m going get you wet, then I’ll wet ya broad



F-R-A, with the U-D,
You know you a fraud, you know that’s how you be,
You might hate yo pussy self, don’t put that shit on me,
We stay one sided, yeah we 2D, 
Stay about mine, y’all can’t move me,
You switchin sides, ain’t down for ya team,
When you see that PG, remember 1-3,
‘Cause when I kill you fucking kids, it’s like Friday 13th

FRAUD (prod. lvcien)

lyrics:

Big heads giving brain on the top of my skedgy,
Tell them hoes I’m ready for my slurpy like spaghetti,
Big breads coming in on the top of my skedgy,
Tell em that I’m ready or I’m throwing this machete

Good shit in my dreams,
For the people in my team,
I do it for the cream,
I don’t do no shit for free,
Bitches ‘top of bitches,
Topping bitches topping me, 
Money ‘top of money,
as far as the eyes can see,
Pussy in my reach,
Gold like a noose,
Money for my speech,
Blunts for my shoes,
Yo ho was a 4, I 10’d when she with me,
I turn a bitch out and having her eating kitty,

All my exes mad, ‘cause they miss the dick,
Tell them hoes quit, my ears burnin like a bitch,
Y’all all up in my hair, hoppin you get picked,
But you all get cut, lil jhit catch these clips

Wrists got cuts, finna cover witta Millie,
I keep her tongue out, she ain’t tryna look silly,
Man these niggas future Grim just like that nigga Billy,
It’s finna be summer, I got my jacket like it’s chilly,
She goin jack it with the zipper down, feelin chipper now,
That’s yo sister, ima dick her down,
And then I’ll rip it out, that’s my bitcher now,
She sendin pictures now, 
She ain’t on liquor, pal,
I’m finna lick her now, sike,

Tuh, t t t t t

Only my main gets gets tongue play,
My bitch so bad, she need a runway, 
Yo ho mad ‘cause ya ugglay,
End you weak niggas just like a Sunday


Whatchu know about it? 
I get a whole gang knocked,
They don’t know who there,
I popped up on some rando shit finna blam a bitch,
You a sacrificial lamb, I’m finna can ya, jhit,
Bad bitches be tryna talk to me and I just ask where the money at,
You ain’t got no money, why you talking to the dick?
Fuck outta hear, turn a deaf ear all that,
Gang shit,
Fuck wrong with you


Twin sisters in my room, going down, 9/11,
PG reppin we put lead up in ya zeppelin,
Pussy think he fly, think he cool, think he on it,
Tell them pussies they should stop it ‘fore we get to poppin,
Damn,
Damn,
What you know about that?
PG reppin, I put holes up in ya back,
All these hoes up on my back,
And they wanna ride the sack,
All these hoes up on my back,
But them bitches don’t get jack, gang

on my skedgy (prod. lvcien)

lyrics:

Fuck a PR, you get X’d out if you ain’t team,
All about M’s, I’m a menace, 
Rep that big 1-3,
My X’s mad, it got me glad, 
That shit got me T’d,
I don’t give a fuck, if you stunt, 
Get popped like a bean,
When I’m off the X, you get N’d, 
PRXMXTIXN a fiend,
I’m with the drum, hear it dump, 
Sound like tambourine,
Why the fuck they front, act like cunt, 
Get they wig split cleaned,
Add em to the trunk, stink like skunk, 
Bodies looked like Halloween 



On this lonely road,
I ain’t trust no one befo’,
Enemies watching my moves,
Hope they enjoying the show,
King Krxmx, I don’t pose,
I really shoot you like vogue,
I ain’t new, but I know,
I ain’t blue, but I’m cold,
Ain’t no deal to be made,
I’m really choosing my soul,
Got a 9 on my side,
Just watching to see who ride,
No talking, or seeing inside,
No hopping til I decide,
No dropping until I die,
No stopping until I shine

scheme (prod. MAJZKLUANI)

lyrics:

P be on top, these niggas jelly,
Tell em to stop, they got mouthful of cock,
From me, I’m a God, yo thot want my rod,
Says it’s ghad, I’m so hood, like Hijab,
These niggas don’t got no jobs, they just talk and talk,
Talk and talk, treat you like Bruce, and I’m droppin ya off,
At the bottom of coffins, I hope you get lost,
P so insane, he twisted like knots,
You niggas not on the same level, not on the same block,
We pull up with glizzies, with choppers, with glocks,
Swear that we grizzlies, we chop ya then flock,
One eye open, I’m watching the cops,
I’m watching them crackers, these feds tryna hop,
But if you froggy then jump, then get mopped,
Security guard at the mall, on my moms, never seen ya cop,
Say that you spending, but don’t even shop,
The inside person, y’all niggas get robbed,
P is so cocky, but never move sloppy,
Yo bitch is a slob, and she gobble my knob,
If we got a problem, then who gonna stop me?
Shit is a mockery, smoke ya like broccoli,
Don’t care if you rock with me, ima keep poppin regardlessly,
You is not taxing me, you is not charging me,
Not blackballing me, not even blocking me,
I’m still a star, in my own rocket league,
Yes I am clean, but you is not washing me,
I got ya bitch, guess you can watch, and see,
But this is my movie, no pausin, or droppin P,
I leave ya hangin just like an apostrophe,
Fuck your apology, and your astrology, 
If you ain’t checking up and you ain’t calling me,
You just an enemy, catchin a shot from me,
Body ya pops, and ya squad, every opp to me,
Blow up ya spot, like I got me some mods on me,
I am top notch,
You internet gangsta, you is not Pac,
I’m chalkin ya posse, we will not box,
I got you in check, then I’m crossing ya off,
Swear I be geekin, when I’m off the sauce,
You niggas be reachin, be stuck in a loss,
Just shut the fuck up, ‘fore lines get crossed,
Just shut the fuck up, and listen to the boss, bitch

I'm Geekin (DDG remix)(prod. Xtra Beatz)

lyrics:
WAR
WAR
WAR
WAR



On the phone wit my hitter,
He finna come get ya,
You bitch going suck it,
Ya bitch is a kisser,
You a cuck motherfuck,
You going watch me get her,
Last bitch tried bark,
And that shit done bit em,
Put him 6 feet deep and his bitch in the swisher,
I been sippin on some potions, bitch, I hate my fucking liver,
Bitch I hate my ops, see em floating in a river,
Drop the spot, drop the addy, 
Bitch and I will deliver,
On God I’m a killer, on God I’m a sinner,
On God ima kill yo ass, pussy ahh nigga,
Bitch I’m off that G, 
Off that Y, off that K,
Got some hitters from Jax,
They going come where ya stay,
Don’t care if you from Chi, NY or the A,
I know some niggas that will kill ya just for looking strange,
Pop up with that thing,
Hear a fucking bang,
They going see somebody hang,
Damn that’s yo bae



WAR
WAR
WAR
WAR

WAR (prod. lil memory card)

lyrics:
PG REPPER,
BIG STEPPER,
PG REPPER,
BIG STEPPER,
PG REPPER,
BIG STEPPER,
PG REPPER,
BIG STEPPER



Skraight PG, I ain’t never rep no other side,
You a side switcher, bitch I put it on ya mothers life,
I got plenty switches, I could take ya mother fucking life,
Switch again, bitch, I’ll pull the plug if ya fucking try,
I’m a PRX, but you the one that get X’d,
Niggas work for me, how ya think I get em checked,
You ain’t never been gang, you done folded, never pressed,
I got a pole for ya ho, she won’t dance around this shit,
I do the money dance, oh I be dancing in ya bitch,
And my fans like a cult, feel like Manson, lil bitch,
Take ya ho for ransom, I want bands for the bitch,
If I don’t see no green, then you can meet her in a ditch,
PRX GENESIS, ho we limitless, 
Never fucking fold, 
I stay 10 toed til the end,
It’s NAM 2, bitch I know you see the war paint,
My dogs aim at you roof, then shoot, without warning,
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, let’s go
Code name Iceman, ‘cause I’m way 2 cold,
My damn clan ran all through yo ho,
And its P-R-X, not P-R-O,
Still 1-3, til my soul G-O,
I been the OG, but this shit never get old,
I could kill yo ass now, act like zoe,
Cheap ass Doe, put a tag on yo toe,
I really slide, don’t make me trape yon kò,
Feed yo ass bullets, act like want more,
I’ll leave you ass on the floor, bitch

Skraight PG (prod. lil memory card)

lyrics:

The money I got is stacked,
The bitches I got is racked,
The other day the opps tried to slide,
But I ain’t greedy I did it right back,
Popped me 30, I move in a hurry,
You look at me dirty, you whacked,
The boy, he ain’t right, he is mad,
The boy, he ain’t right, he from Jax



You better scurry, yeah, you better move,
If I lose me a perky, I’m acting like Rue,
Me and my dogs, we hang out the roof,
But we gonna get ya, bitch, we do not roof,
Hop out and pop ya, you might lose a tooth,
Bust in ya bitch, you will lose ya boo,

“But PRXMX, we bro’s though, I thought we was cool?”

Nigga gimme yo bitch, ima turn ‘to a pool,
Me dicking her down is getting her through it,
She don’t listen to you, she turn up my music,
She like a PRX, that be my ho, so don’t you confuse it,
You said there was war, but when you going prove it?
You acting too feeble, bitch where is the pressure?
I look at yo side, I see depression, 
I looked at yo wallet, shit lookin decrepit,
The money over here is fat,
The money over is stacked,
Money over here can’t ‘lax,
Swear you busta ass niggas ain’t jack,
Swear you just talk, and ya just chat,
If money’s discussed, you know I’m tapped,
Bitch every color, you know that’s facts,
But that green just can’t be matched,
Lui Kang with that fucking strap,
‘Cause if I kick it, it’s spitting to split em and kill em, if I’m the villain, they done,
Master finesser, the money spreader, bitch I want the cheddar, bitch I need the funds,
I want yo bitch, she gimme the bread, and she gimme the head, and I’m taking the crumbs,
I feel like I’m Nicki to all of you bitches, but I am not kidding, you niggas my sons



The money I got is stacked,
The bitches I got is racked,
The other day the opps tried to slide,
But I ain’t greedy I did it right back,
Popped me 30, I move in a hurry,
You look at me dirty, you whacked,
The boy, he ain’t right, he is mad,
The boy, he ain’t right, he from Jax

Stacked! (prod. lil memory card)

lyrics:

This was a freestyle and ion feel like writing out the lyrics

Way 2 Cold (prod. lil memory card)

lyrics:

Woke up, had a grin on my face before my eyes even opened,
What a beautiful day, like already, so joyous to be PRX’TIXN,
Hopped out of bed threw on a fit, and brushed my teeth,
Grabbed my keys, my wallet, my phone and my stick before I would leave,
Made my way to my whip, shit still slick, then took a seat,
Rev up the engine, still grinning, finna pick up some tree,
Pull out the driveway, put on some new shit, that I am yet to drop,
Get to the red light, as I creep to a halt, and then I stop,
Don’t see no ops, don’t see no cops, don’t see shit, so we good,
The suns out as it should, made it safely out the hood,
Pulled up to *beep* then I picked up the G’s,
I’m tryna blaze for days til I cannot see,
Then get on a beat, rinse and repeat,
Record me a coupla of hits,
My brother Dub GG tryna slide,
Get in the mix,
So I pick up my clique, 
After the haze, goin pick up a plate, 
Then head back to the hizzy, mane it’s crazy to say,
I ain’t used to this shit, but I def gotta say today was a good day

Today was a good day,
Today was a good day,
Today was a good day,
Today was a food day

Pull up, bag full of dro,
That me and my PRX finna smoke,
He inviting hoes,
Got us repa, got to the door, 
No barks from piman,
Bae inside, on the couch chillin,
She know that we finna record and kill it,
Roll up a spliff, bit we finna chow,
Finish the food, roll up another doob,
Scheme bout the next move,
Then hop up in the stu,
Put on a few beats to set the mood,
We was whipping up some tunes,
No tragic, no static, and no bull,
Everything cool, everything went great,
I’m glad to say, today was a good day, 

Today was a good day,
Today was a good day,
Today was a good day,
A good day

It Was A Good Day (prod. docent)

King P, move militant, a killah jhit, kill a jhit for real,
I might pop ya silly bitch, then feel ya bitch, then steal,
Refill the clip then spill a bitch simply for the thrills,
I could kick yo ass forever, when it comes to kicks they in the mils,
They thinkin that they body beats, you talking to Buffalo Bill,
If ya wanna rumble, then you gonna tumble whenever I grip the steel,
Niggas think they fly, but dumbo, let me make something clear,
I run this shit, I call the shots, and you just all ears,
I’m so one of a kind, I can’t see myself in the mirror,
I can’t listen to these clowns, promise they all weird,
2-faced scout, they goin wash it whenever they ain’t near,
I’ll pop ya top like beer then turn ya to a tear,
Y’all be crying bout a spot, but quit the pouting, you ain’t here,
You see S, A, B at the top, bitch you know I’m top tier,
Every bop that I jot worth a lot, you can hear,
You ain’t made shit hot, stop fronting to ya peers,
They won’t back you, stay like statue when them PRX’s appear,
You know that it’s my presents when flow just sears,
Turn ya to toast, ya fear, I’m like the Ghostrider,
I’m like the Human Torch, more than a few resources,
Thinking that you’re fire, ya ass get skewed then scorched, 
Act like you want smoke, treat ya like a Newport,
We armed to the teeth, plus we good at headshots,
Fully loaded, I pull up on ya like I’m deadshot,
I got a gun so big, this bitch can’t fit on earth,
You thinking you talking to a star, you can meet my converse,
I’ll have ya seeing stars when ya looking at the don, bitch,
Then I’ll get yo ass right, for coming at me wrong, bitch,
Step on my toes, then you’ll meet up with God, bitch,
Stomp yo ass out, then have ya speaking nonsense,
Niggas know it’s on sight, they dont want to log in,
So if ya know ima getcha, why the fuck ya talkin?

Iffy (prod. docent)

lyrics:
Grew up without my father, he was barely in the pic,
My mother had her man’s, but he wasn’t helpin with,
Paying bills, buying food, let alone raising her kid,
No help with school, so I would always try to skip,
We would never have money, so I turned for ways to flip,
Sold weed in sixths, but luckily I got out of the mix,
But I taught myself to stop, wasn’t guidance or no tips,
Felt like my mom did her best, but there was something that was missed,
I was an only child, you’d think I’d have all the attention,
But I felt a lack of that, it hurt, made me feel so distant,
Middle school I would cut, not classes, I mean my wrist,
I felt a bit depressed, felt like any day could be the end,
I wrote a couple notes, but I’d ball em up and trash em,
Kept a smile on my face, act like thoughts like that could never happen,
Seventh wasn’t lucky, I would get in lots of fights,
But I was sick of life at home, sick of school, sick of the sights,
Sick of all the issues, and not being treated right,
So I snuck out one night, plotted running away,
I ain’t get too far in the plans of my escape,
Got out for a bit, I was running like a stray,
Came back in the morning, before my people wake,
Thought, “there has to be a way out, this ain’t a place for me to stay,”
In eighth I’d start to write, I was 13 at the time,
I put pencil to the pad, started filling in the lines,
I said damn I’m way too good, but really I ain’t even tryin,
Imagine what I could if I only I keep up the grind - so it’s,
Jumpin out my slump,

~

Fuck dragging my feet,
Whole list of goals,
That I’m all tryna meet,
This that 3am written,
I can’t even fall asleep,
This that make shit happen,
Who cares about a dream?
This that fuck sitting down, mane,
Get up out ya seat,
I got wallets to fill,
I got buildings to go build,
Only worried bout my girl, myself and my guild,
Y’all was sitting on the porch, I was out in the field,
I was skipping sleep, skipping work, skipping meals,
I was in the stu, don’t care about I feel,
All I know is grind, all I know is ambition,
If ya ain’t with it, you don’t see the damn vision,
And if you ain’t the picture, you can’t see the image,
And if you ain’t bout the cheese, ain’t no smiling with you bitches,
So if you ain’t tryna get it, then don’t try to visit,
Bitch I’m back in business, dressed in all black, on a mission,
By any means necessary, you best not be sitting,
I ain’t tripping, I ain’t bitchin, I’m just tired of the endless wishes,
You know you done with the struggle when you tired of not being able to fucking go get it
I been, repping 13 for almost 13 years, 
I been in my bag, used to worry bout my peers,
But niggas switch like lights, and it’s weird,
But it’s funny how the world spins, but don’t be shocked when you ain’t here

13 (prod. docent)

lyrics:
Ain’t nobody tryna hear that bullshit, what the fuck
GYK, GYK,
This that prx flxw, ho


Offa dat G, YK,
Poppin dem shits, all day,
Stay in my lane, that shits a broadway,
They askin for help, but I ain’t Sasuke,
Try cracking my code, you ain’t safe, no lie,
Put ya eyes lower than the dro that ya fry,
Blow out ya brains, while ya dame give me mind,
Open her wide and she hoping I cli-
Maxed out cards for all my accounts,
Hydraulics ya girl, once she rides, we bounce,
I can’t wait to be great, I’m moving these pounds,
These hoes ain’t shit, they so up and down,
Ya testing my hoes? I’m hunting ya down,
Like J.G Wentworth, I need cash now,
Y’all can suck my dick, pull ya knee pads out,
And I want the throat til my D pass out,
Jax representing, been on the road, hit it,
I’m so gold, after “War,” need an emblem,
Leave ya main ho dripping, I killed it,
Ain’t been myself like a nigga got Venom,
Bitches say I’m cold, bitch I’m just chilling,
PG Lieutenant, get yo addy, and send em,
Move with gorillas, don’t move with no snakes,
Thinking you a king, cobra ya fake,
You thinking ya slick, ya know ya name,
I feel like Dub GG, I’m winning every game,
Niggas be hating and steady be lame,
I hope that you find a little bitch you can claim,
Then I’ll find ya dame, then jump on the bitch,
Then turn her to rain, and give her a rang,
Why put the big dog up on his chain?
You know I’m a break out, I’m so insane,
Throw up PG, or don’t and die,
Try me, get ya wings clipped, I won’t let it fly,
Push me, you dropping, and I won’t let it slide,
If I see ya thottie, I’m hopping inside
If the topic is money, then we going discuss it,
They wanted a loan, but I couldn’t cut it,
That bs you ps just don’t need a budget,
There ain’t a chemistry, I’m switchin the subject,
I’m switching the topic, I’m picking you off and then fitting your coffin,
Y’all splitting the loses, I am with the bosses,
You want it, we charge it, we tax em, no bargain,
I’m grabbing the ball, and I’m running it off then kill who tryna cross em,
I’m winning, I got this, you bitch, you just talking,
Yo bitch is a target, I’m hitting, I popped it, no tripping, no jogging,
I’ll run up the profit, you scoff at a list, because you couldn’t top it,
Yo bitch want to top it, I’ll get it in office,
Bill Clinton, I’m awesome,
PRXMX is flawless,
Get hit with that bala, 
Then you going hear BAKA,
Next is yo muhhfuckin partna, 
Why is y’all niggas still talkin?
I’m turning y’all niggas to ghost,
You, say that ya stepping, but you is on yo tippie toes,
You cannot fuck with the PRX’s especially whenever I flxw,
I got ya ho in my scope, 
Bitch I might pull the, trigger,
I got yo bitch and ya sister,
She on my dick right nah, mister

PRX FLXW FREESTYLE (prxd. dxcent)

Original beat: https://youtu.be/Fr52MGtqa88


Oh look, it's professor bitch stealer, huh?



Okay, look, I'm so dope I might OD,
Low-key, I could have the most cheese,
Y'all niggas fucking owe me,
But I bring yo bitch to my fo' seat,
Type of nigga to invite your bitch when you leave her lonely,
Trust me, y'all don't know me,
Beating your bitch up like Broly,
Oh shit, she say proceed to fold me,
I'm like okay, thought I was gonna say no way Jose?
Pffft, no way, I do what that ho say,
Once I get what I need bruh,
I cut off the visa,
Run like a cheetah,
Stample the next ho like a zebra,
Get off yo knees, cunt,
Stop tryna put yo feet up,
I'm like, yeah it was nice to meet ya,
Then I meat ya, then I beat ya, then I leave ya,
That's just what I do, fucking read up,
How I treat a ho,
I don't need a ho,
So you fucking gotta go,
I just need my dough,
I just need beats to flow,
So I can make my Vevo,
She call my dick "incredible," way that I be Hulk smashing,
Peter Parker taking pictures, way that I be snapping,
Huh, steal yo bitch like Pittsburgh,
Fuck then I kick her to the curb,
Steal yo bitch like swiper no swipe,
She call me Luigi, I give her that pipe,
Call me JT 'cause I get her right,
She gimme face, I ain't talking 'bout Skype,
I'm bored of the key to your heart, you are not my type,
If I ever gave a shit, I'd fucking wipe,
Bitch I'm greener than Bruce Banner drinking a fucking Sprite,
Now get the fuck up out of my face and we'll right?
Treat my face just like a bike,
Treat my dick like a fucking mic,
If we got a problem, let's fight,
Don't lose your fucking life tonight

PG...13 
Gang shit ho, you know what's up.

PRXMXTIXN - Demotion (prod. Sauron)

i dont wanna hurt anyone ft. Prominence (prod. dontlust)

something (prod. Breezeh)(prod. Sauron)(prod. Byte)

lyrics:
Everyday's,
A different day,
All I want,
Pretty things,
Yellowbone,
Call her lemonade,
Put her ass,
On a dinner plate


I be so empty, whenever yall hit me up,
Virgin to cares, I cannot give a fuck,
All I wanna do is get lit up,
Take her to the room,
Then finish her,
She's injured as soon as I enter her, she think that I'm into her,
I think that I'm ending her,
Got her on images, dont need her for shit no more,
She say that I'm immature, no I'm just sinister, bitch





















Thanks for support guys

Pretty Things ft. Prominence (prod. KevinKatana)

lyrics:
Love,
Has,
Brought,
Me,
Back,
To,
Life,
But now I still want to die


I'm so confused,
Love has done so much for me,
But so much to me,
How could you be so in love with me?
What more could you possibly want from me,
I gave you my all, please dont run from me,
Take you to the spot,
Get in the spot,
Yeah, come with me,
And cum for me,
Only want you in my company, 
Baby, where you want?
There we go,
Incomparable, 
But damn when we bad, 
We hit rock bottom,
Go from falling in love,
To grabbing a gun,
But when we straight,
We so damn straight,
Everything goes great,
Nothing holds weight,
But you hate when I ask you to wait,
But I pray and I pray for these days to keep us as one,



Tell me when in the fuck can I count on your love?

Hope that's true, because baby I depend on you

How fucking far would come for me?

I know its mixed feelings, but you ain't peeling, and I'll make sure of that

Tell me when in the fuck can I count on your love?

Hope that's true, because baby I depend on you

How fucking far would come for me?

I know its mixed feelings, but you ain't peeling, and I'll make sure of that



To be honest, you're the only reason I wake up in the morning,
And you're gone, mad at me for some self-absorbed shit,
I mourn, bitch,
Just more shit to fork lift,
But I got so much damn endurance, 
This love is so pure, bitch,
Whore bitch,
You dont have an option forfeit,
I'm crazy in love,
Maybe you're a drug,
In you, I see Angel's and dove,
Halos and love,
Babe, what the fuck,
Drank in my cup,
Listening to Drake in the club,
Tryna catch a buzz,
Tryna get you off my mind,
Time flies, bye bye,
I ain't never left, so we must be right,
Hopefully I make the drive,
Because I dont wanna die,
I want to be there tonight



















Going through it

Mixed Feelings (prod. KevinKatana)

lyrics:
(Verse 1)[Prominence]
This don't happen alot
We was booted up, round town to shopping,
Having good times til you brought down the lot, 
You started spending time, but with me you not.
They started comin going you started tagging along, 
They was runnin, showing out, 
You ain't pick up calls
like I could feel the energy you was actin wrong 
I was down at home, you was out wit em all.
Baby, we both feel together
Baby, we both kill together 
Lately, I know I'll be real forever 
And sum up with us, guess you feelin tethered and
I've been faithful enough
See I've been the one that had it rough
See you the one I look to for love
Now you the one I think I cant trust
You dont know what pain is, 
you only hop skip and drop top tipped by anybody with a crotch grip and never think of kids you could make families girl, you so shameless.
But this only a speculation cuz my head and body separate, I'm a mental patient, but you never know I was cuz you moved so flagrant, so quick to slide and it as quick to take it
The next night I come quick to find, a doorbell rang, I knew it couldnt be for mine, he said he come for you, he tracked your single line, i got it out of him my inner villain breached inside
All the:  pointless explaining
All the: money you was takin
All the: time you was wasting
To the point I couldnt take it no more



(Verse 2)[PRXMXTIXN]
See, it's easy to state, you'll stay no matter the weather or not,
Whether we're poor, about to lose our spot, or if we're chilling all the way on top,
I take all the things you say straight to the heart,
I'd give you any piece of any part of anything that I got,
Without a second thought, 
Why do you do this?
Leave me clueless, 
Make me cross bridges,
Dig ditches,
The bullshits repetitious, 
You know I'd do anything for you, in any condition,
But you cant do shit but drop more and more bullshit,
Like a nigga really finna pump slugs in you slut,
Fuck all of that lovely dovey shit,
You just fucked me up,
How'd let a nigga fuck you, and then fuck us up?
Fuck this trust up, huh?
Fuck this love, and this time that I've spent on us,
You took me for a fucking imbecile,
No telling where these bullets'll go,
Hopefully in your soul, 
Easy come, easy go,
Get your hands off of me, ho,
Fuck you reaching fo',
See I dont need you, no,
Eenie meanie miney mo',
Catch a fucking lying bitch in the fucking act,
Dont cry now, don't scream, dont run,
As, I, reload the shotgun,
Shot one in the air,
Just to let you know I'm on yo ass,
Ima teach you not to play tricks on a nigga who only wanted to make you feel right,
But you gave me the steel knife in the back, it turns black,
I got my hands 'round your neck, it's real tight, ima make you feel bad,
As your final breath seeps out, I'm all, on you, and all you hear is a snap,
I tore my heart out for you, you couldn't even give a smudge back?
What the fucks all that about, 
Coulda been forever, guess you had a doubt





























Kendrick Lamar - Bitch, Dont Kill My Vibe remix 
she shouldnt have cheated, fucking whore

easycome,easygo ft. Prominence (prod. Sauron)

lyrics:
This one ain't for you, ya lil Mexican ass BEOTCH 



I was parked in, Parkland,
Starvin' for some carcass,
They call me Nikolas Cruz, 
How the button make 'em snooze,
Turn niggas into pools, 
Make 'em ooze from the Uz', 
Sure we in school but you finna be a brain dead fool,
Let me aim lead, ow!
How everybody get a piece like I'm tryna break bread,
Dude,
You get caught in the hall, 
Nigga you draw, but nigga I draw,
This ain't no draw,
You hide in the stall, the glock make you piss on your balls,
You hide under a desk, nigga you dead,
Red dot the sight, and the plus the laser light on it red,
School shooting jokes aren't funny,
Nigga I'll take my shot,
Then you'll take this shot,
Then I'll ride through Georgia, 
Take that thot,
Nigga fuck you thought,
Nigga fuck your thot,
Already fucked your thot,
Like rip,
Rest in piss you little bitch,
Forever niggas talking shit,
Forever I will red dot, dead shot your shit,
Cut off your neck, then head out,
See how you talking, when you dead now,
Exterminator, I take the pest out,
Pussy boy mad I'm the best out
4 dissed drop, quality ain't flop, what's your defense now?

Niggas going talk,
Niggas going talk, what the fuck up now?

Niggas wont spark, niggas wont spark, what the fuck up now?

You talk that shit, you talk that shit,
What the fuck now?

You aint that shit, you ain't 'bout shit, you ain't 'bout shit, nah

Yuh, yuh, 
Yuh, yuh


















This is just a diss track. I dont have any ill intent.

Red Dot (Lil Noiz diss)(VDiA)(prod. Sauron)

Whoops! (remix) ft. Prominence

lyrics: 
She always ride for me,
She's willing to die for me,
She loves when I'm possessive, 
She's always trying me,
Might have to slit her throat, 
Might have to beat her shit in,
So the bitch dont joke,
And if she tries to go,
Then the bitch is getting choked,
I'ma grab the fucking rope,
No, bitch, you ain't leaving,
Stop screaming,
Gimme a reason I shouldn't snap your neck,
Said you would die for me,
Or did you lie to me,
Said you would die for me,
Now you can lie with me,
Put this bullet in both of us,
So you can fly with me


Used to fight for me,
Now you fight with me,
We used to hide from them,
Now you hide from me,
Baby we can work it out,
Baby let's just work it out,
She always ride for me,
She's willing to die for me,
She loves when I'm possessive, 
She's always trying me,
Why the fuck you stay trying me?
Why the fuck you stay trying me?
Why the fuck you stay trying me?




















I just noticed I didnt do lyrics its 10/22

With Me(prod. Diemothy)

lyrics:
I can't go without you
I can't go or I could lash out at you, I need
Someone to keep safe for a start (for a start)
If you stay I'll fight my way 
into yo heart (into yo heart)

Into yo heart (I'll find my way into yo heart)
Into yo heart(I'll find my way into yo heart)
Into yo heart (I'll find my way into yo heart) 
Into yo heart



You were this, you were that,
Can't fucking lie I want you back,
Been chasing and chasing I did wrong,
You chastened me but we belong,
Have faith in me don't let this go,
We can take it really slow,
You're all I got I thought we'd last,
But I slipped messed up and fucking crashed.



You a heroine,
I dont want to be your friend anymore,
We can go back now we gotta make amends(gotta make amends)
You see all these scars, 
I promise baby I can shield you from all the harm
(Shield you from the harm)



I can't go without you
I can't go or I could lash out at you, I need
Someone to keep safe for a start (for a start)
If you stay I'll fight my way 
into yo heart (into yo heart)

Into yo heart (I'll find my way into yo heart)
Into yo heart(I'll find my way into yo heart)
Into yo heart (I'll find my way into yo heart) 
Into yo heart

Lee Regal - From Harm ft. PRXMXTIXN(prod. Micco)

lyrics:
Sometimes,
It's hard to keep ya head up,
Life's sped up,
Feel like, 
You can neva,
Catch up,
Left fa',
Dead but, you gotta keep going,
Show 'em that you got it in you,
If you fall, get back up, dust ya self off and continue,
Never be drug down,
Clowned out,
Half assed, when you know you deserve better,
Keep it all together,
Even if it falls apart, you gotta stay strong,
Soldier, we going fix what's wrong,
Even when everyone's gone,
We just goin' keep moving on,
And even if you feel helpless, just listen to this song,
We going get through it,
Don't do something stupid, and foolish,
Lose it, 
Some want you to fail,
Some want you to succeed,
All that matters is that you believe,
Aye, if your heart still beats,
You're still moving, 
Then that just means, you're all you need,
Let ambition feed, it's okay to have a team,
Dont be controlled by greed, sharing ain't going kill you, g


















Idk just in my feelings

Keep Ya Head Up(TA)(Remix)

lyrics:
Demons,(de-mon)
I see them,(see, see)
They keep calling,(Hello?)
And reaching,

Angels,(an-gels)
I can't find them,(no, no)
They must be hiding,(hi-hide)
Feeling so blinded

Love is,(broke, broke)
Nonexistent,(yeah, yeah)
'Cause if you loved me,(lies, lies)
Why are you missing?(the fuck, aye)

Hatred,(ahhhh!)
When I'm alone,(lone, lone)
All that makes sense,(fuck love)
You cant fake it(no, no)

Broken,(In half)
Split inside two,(in two)
All I wanted,(want, want)
Was to be with you(with you)



Tryna go away, from the pain,
Suffocated, feeling strange,
Tryta leave, but couldn't breathe,
Tryta runaway, you clipped my wings,
Talked to friends, they cant help me,
Popped 3 xans, to feel at ease,
Ain't no I in team,
But there is an m and e,
Sometimes I wish I had no memories,
Sometimes I wish that I had sympathy, 
Sometimes your cries sound like symphonies to me,
My is heart are eager to hear you with an injury,
I do you dirty, then you left, you had no idea of what you meant to me,
We were meant to be,
You are my remedy,
My smile, and my energy, 
I love you more than anything, 
Bitch you know you're what I need



Demons,(de-mon)
I see them,(see, see)
They keep calling,(Hello?)
And reaching

Angels,(an-gels)
I can't find them,(no, no)
They must be hiding,(hi-hide)
Feeling so blinded

Love is,(broke, broke)
Nonexistent,(yeah, yeah)
'Cause if you loved me,(lies, lies)
Why are you missing?(the fuck, aye)





















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