make it messi when we step on da field🥱

TIME, PERSEVERANCE. HOLLOWS GONE FRY EM AND SEER EM 💫💫💫💫

tucking the cut like neosporin 💯💯send shots they hot they scorching🔥🔥

I took a L and added a V to it Rip Virgil 🕊️

B Lovee Burna Boy Remix
B Lovee Move Tact

B Lovee – Yea Yea

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x4xudDs9PlI

WANT ME TO LOSE

Quelly Woo - ASCENSION

Nobody Bigger

No Discussion (feat. Shawny Binladen)

B Lovee - Jocelyn Flores

Time and Perseverance

Virtue

Sorry 4 The Wait...

One Mic Freestyle (feat. Sha EK)

Just TP Vol.1

REAL FRIENDS feat. Jah Woo

GOLDEN

I am the constant they can’t distort
Carved in space where the void resorts
In the core where the laws contort
Compact codes in a hidden court

I walk between fractures clean
Where order breaks and pain begins
They mirror me, try to contain
But my face returns — I am the strain

Written in math, born of the crack
Two sides meet — I don’t step back
Gauge the field, I snap the track
You see control? I see the trap

This symmetry’s not just design
It’s built in stone, it's redefined
It ain’t balance, it’s a cage
With mirrored rage behind the lines

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

I’m the crack that doesn’t heal
The fracture screaming what you conceal
The field’s symmetric, but the weight ain’t real
Justice blindfolded, bound in steel

They split us up — say “equal sides”
But load one down and call it right
Your half’s clean, mine’s the fight
Your half’s light, mine’s the night

Symmetry’s not what they sell
It’s just control in a softer shell
A mirrored cell, designed too well
To let you think you ain't in hell

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

My half —
The broken schools.
Your half —
The hedge-fund tools.
My half —
The prison queue.
Your half —
The interview.

You call it even? I call it lies.
Symmetry’s where justice dies.
I tried to split it, tried to patch —
But every wound just draws a match.

Symmetry of time?
Then why we stuck in generational crime?
Symmetry of space?
Then why your street's not safe to pace?

Symmetry of law?
Then why my skin’s a cause for war?
Symmetry of rights?
Then why you choke us out at night?

No less, no more —
That’s what they preach.
But that’s the leash.
They balance silence with a speech.

They balance murder with a plea
They balance rich men’s fraud with me

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

Symmetry —
A word they weaponize.
A mask that sterilizes.
It don’t mean justice.
It just hides the bias.

Symmetry (Political reload)

MR TP QUELLY WOO   💫💫💫
INSTAGRAM @Quelly_Woo

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