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Lyrics:
You left yo blood in the mud, 
And you ain’t help me up,
I was going through some shit,
I was going through too much,
Mane, where the love at? 
And, where my blood at?
Mane, where the love at? 
And, where my blood at?
Months and months past, now I don’t need no help,
My girl got my back, ion need no one else,
I can’t worry ‘bout nobody, gotta take care of myself 
(Gotta, gotta take care) gotta take care of myself 



I can’t put you first, you was never down to ride,
I’ma end up in the dirt, if I keep you by my side,
They say that the truth hurts, but nothing hurts like lies,
And shits getting worse, but that ain’t a surprise,
Head down under water, and where the fuck was you?
You left yo blood in the mud, you know what I was going through,
You was going through it, and where the fuck was I?
I never dipped, never split, I put my blood before my life



You left yo blood in the mud, 
And you ain’t help me up,
I was going through some shit,
I was going through too much,
Mane, where the love at? 
And, where my blood at?
Mane, where the love at? 
And, where my blood at?
Months and months past, now I don’t need no help,
My girl got my back, ion need no one else,
I can’t worry ‘bout nobody, gotta take care of myself 
(Gotta, gotta take care) gotta take care of myself 



Tell ‘em straight, you a snake, I can see ya,
You a fake, that’s okay, I don’t need ya,
Fuck ‘em all, that’s when I cut ‘em off, 
I can’t trust a fraud, all these niggas flauge,
You ain’t a comrade, you really put me down bad, 
Gave you all I had, the fucking shirt off my back,
I’d die before I crack, I’d rot before I snitch,
My blind loyalty is why we had a friendship



You left yo blood in the mud, 
And you ain’t help me up,
I was going through some shit,
I was going through too much,
Mane, where the love at? 
And, where my blood at?
Mane, where the love at? 
And, where my blood at?
Months and months past, now I don’t need no help,
My girl got my back, ion need no one else,
I can’t worry ‘bout nobody, gotta take care of myself 
(Gotta, gotta take care) gotta take care of myself























They say my life is Hell on Earth. Luckily I’m an Athiest.

where the love at?

lyrics:
It’s that motherfucker prxmx, from the bottom of the pit, 
Popping pussies, take ya bitch got her throbbing on my dick,
Talk too much, I’m starting shit, promise we going chop ya lips,
Too many bullets in the clip, got me aiming off the hip,
I couldn’t miss if I wanted to, bitch who is ya running to?
Drop the addy, do whatever, promise that I’m coming through,
Promise that yo ass won’t show, got me gripping on the pole,
Put a bitch on the stove, then I’ll cook up a pussy ho-
So I put ‘em in a bag at the bottom of a lake,
Let ‘em ride with me for a day, promise they going break,
You messing with the wrong one, bitch that’s a mistake,
I don’t play, that’s on yo dame, turn ya fucking bitch to steak,
I’m a rough neck kitty killah, they let me off the leash,
I can’t help it, when I see a pussy, I just want a piece,
Keep talking smack, I’ll catch you lackin’, you’ll be kill of the week,
Better run quick, these bullets playin hide and seek, nigga 






Sabo give ya halo, all y’all other aim’s potato,
Claiming you a God, bitch I promise that I’m Kratos,
Only do headshots, keep that Malfoy this draco,
Turn ‘em to Alfredo, then steal his fucking pesos,
Bitch I’m blood thirsty, in a hurry, tryna get a sip, 
Spitting nonsense going get ya fucking melon split,
In half, I drag, ya remains and feed the dogs,
You can’t see me in the fog,
Don’t get lost, you won’t be found-
I’m putting holes in ya body, then ya body in the ground,
That ain’t paint on his face, bitch you know I’m killing clowns,
You can scream all you want, but no one will hear a sound,
Ima merk you in the woods then scatter your parts through the town,
I’m a fucking killer, boy, I’m a motherfucking villain, boy,
Grip the fucking steal, boy, I steal ya life for real, boy,
Pop the pistol, leave ya still, boy, killing pussies is a thrill, boy

San Frét ft. sabian

lyrics:

Still with the iron, who the fuck wanna try it?
Still take a life, p leave em all dying,
Still keep a clutch, never trust, fuck a code,
Still, you get fucked, then get dumped, lil ho,
Still act reck, still don’t give a fuck,
Still steal ya bitch, still do what I want,
Still repping what I’m repping, I ain’t never switch a side,
Still stepping how I’m stepping, test, I’ll put ya in the sky



Still move like a boss, gotta watch every step,
I see it in ya face, you envy niggas want me dead,
Take my dick out ya mouth, and go worry bout ya set,
If you pussies want my paper, you going only get the lead,
PRX is the best, he always in the lead,
Still fuck ya bitch, if ya see, I proceed,
If, If he want the stick, I connect him like a Wii,
Ya bitch is my pet like a dog on a leash,

PRX to the bone, she want the pro bono,
Ho, is ya slow, you best pay the fee,
PRX got the gas, got the pump like Sunoco,
Put a hole in ya skull if ya tryna play me,



Still with the iron, who the fuck wanna try it?
Still take a life, p leave em all dying,
Still keep a clutch, never trust, fuck a code,
Still, you get fucked, then get dumped, lil ho,
Still act reck, still don’t give a fuck,
Still steal ya bitch, still do what I want,
Still repping what I’m repping, I ain’t never switch a side,
Still stepping how I’m stepping, test, I’ll put ya in the sky



Still fucking hoes, y’all can have the sloppy seconds,
I really am crazy, Martin Riggs, Lethal Weapon,
Still pop ya like quiz if you come with all them questions,
Test, and this F will put an end to ya session,
Then make ya bitch cheat, she know this dick A1,
If you thought you was bout it, you would handle, you won’t say nun,
Pussy you a cuck, and ya bitch get took,
RXMX is a crook, and I get ya bitch hooked


























Miss my Sauron beats😔

Still (prod. Sauron)

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)





















Help me...

Demons

Untitled999 (ft. Zenkashin, Gr3ydiamond, Azul, and Blaize)

lyrics:
Wonder why these motherfuckers hating on me,
Got them looking at me like they waiting on me,
Getting all the cheese, yeah I'm raking up the leaves,
Making bacon, breakin' records, yeah I'm taking off,
Got your bitch over here, she ready to take it off,
I got niggas taking shots, but we ain't playing ball,
Got them rugers spraying off, 'cause we ain't chasing y'all, 
Bitch you better pray to God that these bullets fading y'all 


Back when I, 
Was just a, lil jhit,
I stayed on silence,
Only thinking talking was the choppers clips,
Better hope the chopper miss,
I'm really with that popping sticks,
Dropping ops and shit,
Keep that glock up on my motherfucking waist,
Promise on ya mama, ima have to catch a case,
Aiming at you niggas, but I ain't saying grace,
Got the K up on me, put a pussy in they place,
And ima gun 'eem down, if he inda fucking way



Pussy boy, speaking, but what he want,
I dont know, bro, but he talking tough,
Somebody get him, 'fore he get slumped, 
Sawed off pump, just, for a punk



I have awaken from my slumber,
Just to slay these bloodsuckers that is tryna steal my thunder,
I dont got trust in not one of you motherfuckers,
Promise yall going suffer, claim that you a brother but I dont need ya, so fuck ya



Wonder why these motherfuckers hating on me,
Got them looking at me like they waiting on me,
Getting all the cheese, yeah I'm raking up the leaves,
Making bacon, breakin' records, yeah I'm taking off,
Got your bitch over here, she ready to take it off,
I got niggas taking shots, but we ain't playing ball,
Got them rugers spraying off, 'cause we ain't chasing y'all, 
Bitch you better pray to God that these bullets fading y'all

Taking Off

lyrics: 
Making my own wave, and these niggas getting mad,
I know I ain't safe, 'cause I'm tryna get this bag,
Saying they with gang, but I know that they all cap,
Bitch boy tried to hate, because he ain't got it like that,
Now he bust through, wondering where his wife at,
Got her busting ass, cause a nigga got it like that,
Must be puffing gas, 'cause you ain't got it like that,
She sitting on my lap, 'cause, bitch, I got it like that



Hoes be throwing panties 'cause they want some Sabi,
Get inside the car, I'm driving all these hoes crazy,
Tall, with good manners, may I help you lady,
Open the door a couple times and now she want my baby,

She show me the price, I say fuck the tag,
She tried to gimme top, baby I want some ass,

I ain't like these niggas, I ain't boujee and shit,
Only want mouth, and say I like booty and shit,

I ain't like that,
Daddy give ya pipe, yeah,
You my type, yeah,
You my wife, yeah,
Fuck a one night, yeah,
Maybe just 2,
I just want you,
Wont you come through?

Savage, yeah,
Magic, yeah,
Bad bit, yeah,
Gotta have it, yeah,
Savage, yeah,
Magic, yeah,
Bad bit, yeah,
Gotta have it, yeah



Making my own wave, and these niggas getting mad,
I know I ain't safe, 'cause I'm tryna get this bag,
Saying they with gang, but I know that they all cap,
Bitch boy tried to hate, because he ain't got it like that,



I ain't like that,
Daddy give ya pipe, yeah,
You my type, yeah,
You my wife, yeah,
Fuck a one night, yeah,
Maybe just 2,
I just want you,
Wont you come through?

Savage, yeah,
Magic, yeah,
Bad bit, yeah,
Gotta have it, yeah,
Savage, yeah,
Magic, yeah

Like That

lyrics:
What you want
Im the plug
I got drugs
All up front 
Prerolled blunts
Lean in cups
This that stuff
You aint done
Dont you front
Its up front 
You know wassup
Its up front
Come get you some
You is stuck
On this junk
You an addict
Why you lying 
Why you perking
Why you capping
Im just sayin
Why you playin
Lets be real
You caught feels
Its okay
Just for now
We can sneak
Get away
For a while
We can go
On vacay
Go get wild
We can go
Where we want
When we want
But do not lie
You want some
Dont you front

Why you lying I can see it
You be speaking with ya demons 
Lets be real about your feelings
You caught feels when I was reeling
Your heart is steel but Im stealing
Just let me know is you willing
I need to know where I stand

She said yes 
Youre my man 
But heres the plan
You and me
Not enough 
I want three
Another bitch
We can split
Holy shit
Thats the move
Bitch lets go
Act a fool



Bae be acting up
But I know what she want
She wanna have fun
We going find the one
Then we going make three
Baby want more than me
I said bring a friend
She know what it is
Of course it going be fe
But we dont pay no fee
We get it all for free
Now we going roll in three 
My bitch got a bitch
Thats how its gotta be
Thats your dream 
But not for me
This is reality
My bitches pull for me
Theres plenty of Saby
Calm down ladies 
We can work it out
You can lift your skirt for now
We can go get wild
We dont gotta fight
Because we got all night
We got all the time
Come on now dont be shy
I dick them if they grind
I fix them if they whine
When Im inside I slip and slide
If I dont share thats suicide
The side bitch pretty fine
But my main is a cutie pie
Shell merk a bitch if she try

Bruh just cut this shit bruh
If diem found out I did this shit she going fucking kill my ass bruh
Just stop the tape
Next song bruh,
Next song




Brown skin bad bit she going do what I say
Arguments turn to sessions
Why she act like she wont stay
Boss shit hell yeah she know that I dont play
But she stay tryin a nigga why she always playing games
She got one more fucking time or Ill blow out her brains
Hope she good at dodging bullets cause I got good aim
Keep that bitch in the frame and I promise it wont change
Keep the bitch in my circle cause I like my pretty things









Come on Diem :c pweeeease

DARK MINDS THINK ALIKE! - TRUTH X MIKEY! (PROD. MIKEY!)

HARDSHITHOE! - ICG

FASTER THAN A BULLET! - TRUTH X KARITORIKI

lyrics:
Said they want beef, I'm 'bout to drop the order quick,
On my flawda shit, swinging gats like swords and shit,
I'm packing all sorts of shit,
Shit don't even gotta name,
Aim the thing up at yo brain, 
Like I aint tryna take the blame,
Let me catch 'em down the 'Vard,
Put that bitch in the yard,
Pussy nigga think he hard,
'Til that chopper pop 'em from afar,
Steal his car then fuck his broad,
Put my dick in her jaw, put his bones in the wall,
So he can meet up with God
Stomping on ya mob, 
Bitch it's PG, only,
Holy, God flow, y'all know, 
I go, smoothly,
Y'all go, pothole,
Tryna follow what a nigga do,
I ship you with this clip, so it's getting pulled,
Flow so cold, but I still keep it hot,
Nigga think he fresh, put him back in a box,
.44 at his cap, snap back with a pop,
It's PRXMXTIXN, ima steal yo job,
Bitch I run the whole lot, goin' gun ya whole mob,
Funny ho, just stop, bury you in sod,
You a dead ass nigga, I'm being dead ass nigga,
Wanna run with me, you going be dead last nigga


Said they want beef, I'm 'bout to drop the order quick,
On my flawda shit, swinging gats like swords and shit,
I'm packing all sorts of shit,
Shit don't even gotta name,
Aim the thing up at yo brain, 
Like I aint tryna take the blame

Flawda Shit (prod. Lee Regal)

lyrics:
Hell Awaits at Heaven's Gate,
I dont really wanna see what tomorrow brings,
Different day, but feels the same,
I tear my fucking hair out and I just scream,
I don't know, where to go,
I am just, so lost,
Riding solo for so long,
There's nothing for me to hold on
I sink, I drown,
I scream, I shout,
I cant breathe, please

*someone let me out,*

Water fills my nose, ears and mouth,
My veins, my heart, my lungs, I cannot take this,
I'm fucking breaking,
Cracking up,
Fucking stuck on repeat, this fucking sucks,
Just my luck, 
I hate my life, 
Did so much, for this bitch, 
And in return I'm given this,
Ain't no fucking benefits, 
I'm walking around pacing, thinking 'bout my happiness,
Don't think I ever had the shit,
Point me where the casket is,
I'm 'bout to settle in the sand,
Once the red is in my hands,
The Devil's in my mind, 
Tryna help me set up my plans

What Tomorrow Brings

SHUT THE PHoNK UP (HARD BASS TRAP)

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Flawda Shit (prod. Lee Regal)

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