The Upload

LYRICS:

Do you really fuck with me
Nah, nah, nah
Ain’t no fucking guarantees, yah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Do you really fuck with me, nah
Nah, nah, ahh
Ain’t no fucking guarantees, yah
Nah, nah, nah

You see I moved across the country, huh

Several times I pawned the mic for money, huh

Signed a deal, shit was all legit, once the ink dried shit got funny, huh

Listen close you hear my stomach under verses, in the session going hungry, huh

Pour my heart out every bar even though I can’t tell if they really love me, huh

Being dope what nighas pray for, not me I went and I paid for

This the shit I turned down plenty pretty pussy, parties and I slaved for

Broke nigha problems, rich nigha hustle -  ain’t that shit what nighas came for

Real G’s take no guarantees, left the safe zone and I’m still at war 


Do you really fuck with me, nah
Nah, nah, ahh, uhh
Ain’t no fucking guarantees, yah
Nah, nah, nah


A nigha hit a strip club put up rent money for a bitch he never met

See you trynna get a business off the ground and never put a rack up for the set

All I hear is: bro that shit was fire - don’t stop - keep it coming

Never heard: yo what’s going on? shit ain’t moving, got some bread let me help with something

I got 5k, you got 5k … two more band mates, we got 20 in

With this cream together, put a team together - you ain’t gotta say: let me in

Run the budget up to market Kev Decor, we gon make sure that this shit connect

Hit the floor running, get on tour or something - in couple months they’ll show respect

Double down again, everybody put another 5, now we 40 in

Bet a couple ETH that my homie’s teeth

Change the narrative before the story end

A year from now, if we play it right, that initial 40 is 120 large

300% on our 10k, 30 bands each and that’s just the start

Now we on the map, 5 for a show - 4 of those and we got a check

If you follow me we turned 10 to 30 each, plus 80 thousand for a couple sets

All profit off a couple texts, using money how it’s meant to be

Working for us even when we sleep, instead of 9 to 5’ing for century

Uh huh, nigha


Do you really fuck with me, nah
Nah, nah, ahh, uhh
Ain’t no fucking guarantees, yah
Nah, nah, nah

No Guarantees (Prod. by MarzP & LunÁtic)

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LYRICS:

You hold it together so well
Like everybody trynna buy what you tryin to sell
I wonder if when you alone, you come outta ya shell
When I ask what’s the deal between you and me 
It’s like
You forget that you got a cell
Got me waiting like ya fingers stuck inside of a cell
Ain’t you the one that say forever we gon’ be parallel 
Side by side, that’s only place where you wanna be 
Sounds right

But the way that you act
Makes it easy to let go 
Easy to press go
When I took a chance, you
Turned uneasy and stressful 
Believe me I just don’t 
Think i understand why
The change in your plans

How you say you wanna
Spend yo days beside 
Me, and claim you gonna 
Show that you are like
Me when you’re all in 
There’s just one problem
I need all of you
But you wanna split yourself

With all of them now
I need all of you
But you wanna split yourself
With all of them now
And I’m not with that
I’m not with that


I put the time in, yah yah 
You wasn’t clocked in, yah yah  
What’s perfect timing? yah yah 
If we just declining? yah yah 
You ain’t responding, yah yah 
Guess you ain’t riding, yah yah 
You acting childish, yah yah 
What happened to that big game that you was talking 
What the fuck tho, we was on road now we totaled 
Told you, I be holding back from being hopeful 
You so full, of shit, I shoulda listened to my gut, I shoulda known you 
Turn on me, like nighas folding clothes 
Fuck the drama, swear to god almost got ya name around my collar 
You gon’ learn that to be fuckin’ with me is an honor 
Why it feel like when you good they all wanna try ya
I hung on to every word you said 

But the way that you act
Makes it easy to let go 
Easy to press go
When I took a chance, you
Turned uneasy and stressful 
Believe me I just don’t 
Think i understand why
The change in your plans

How you say you wanna
Spend yo days beside 
Me, and claim you gonna 
Show that you are like
Me when you’re all in 
There’s just one problem
I need all of you
But you wanna split yourself

With all of them now, no no no
I need all of you
But you wanna split yourself
With all of them now
And I’m not with that
I’m not with that

Split Yourself (Prod. Kev Decor)

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Engineered by Alex Allinson

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