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I made this in 2021

Prod. Y1M

Phases

Crazy Motion

Yeah, I’m fuckin paranoid
Peekin through the blinds at the slightest bit of noise
Check my line of sight strapped ready to deploy
A little peace of mind isn’t something I enjoy

Yeah, I’m fuckin paranoid
Peekin through the blinds at the slightest bit of noise
Check my line of sight strapped ready to deploy
A little peace of mind isn’t something I enjoy

Ask me how I made it say I came up off of crypto
Using that to fund the rap and soon I’ll play a hit show
Vocals smooth, prepped the microphone with crisco
Every single night I count it up like Monte Cristo

No I never worry bout the ice around my wrist hoe
Go ahead and try me if you really think the risk low
Opps like stormtroopers cause they always miss those

Yeah, I’m fuckin paranoid
Peekin through the blinds at the slightest bit of noise
Check my line of sight strapped ready to deploy
A little peace of mind isn’t something I enjoy

Even homies known to hate betray you like he’s Lando
Even then they still be looking out for helping hands though
You can come and take it you know how to reach the bando
Fuck it I could come to you, Rambo in a Lambo
I ain’t hard to find, I don’t need no fuckin camo
Fuck that, got straps, and the ammo
Take what’s mine and ya gonna get handled
I’ll burn you down, I got demons on my payroll

Yeah, I’m fuckin paranoid
Yeah, I’m fuckin paranoid
Peekin through the blinds at the slightest bit of noise
Check my line of sight strapped ready to deploy



Prod. Squirlbeats

Demons On My Payroll

In memory of the homies who went way before they should have.
This pain is very heavy, very fresh, and very repetitive..
Solemn Veterans Day this year for always adding to the wrong statistics..
I miss my boys :(

Featuring: Jae Tempo // https://soundcloud.com/jaetempo
Prod. Anywaywell

11:11 (Ft. Jae Tempo)

11:11 (Feat. Jae Tempo)

This is what we on
Featuring Jae Tempo https://soundcloud.com/jaetempo
Prod. Squirl

What We On (Feat. Jae Tempo)

when will you learn
Featuring nobody & that

Prod. Anywaywell

Blue Clues (Feat. nobody & that)

Blues Clues (Feat. nobody & that)

An ode to our new favorite beverage // NOT SPONSORED BUT @PANERA HIT US UP !!!

This is the first collaborative effort between myself and my wife to bring you music made entirely from scratch, all in house, all in the family!

Prod. Liquid Culture https://soundcloud.com/imliquidculture

Panera Death Lemonade

Narco Tropical

they said I was dreamin. dope dreamin

Prod. Squirl

Dope Dream (Yoshi)

LYRICS:

Leaned in yeah I been leaned in 
Early 2020 best friend vanished I was reeling
Leaned in then I fully leaned in
Nothing felt like it was real so I went where the green went

Never meant to be the plug but that’s where I was needed
Friends had told me tabs were tainted they were RCs then
Sense of civic duty felt like I was gatekeeping
I knew where to get the good shit and they were fiending

Huh yuh fiending my homies were fiending
Nicotine was child’s play, it’s LSD season
Yeah it’s LSD season 
Now you know my story yeah now you know my reason

I never wanted this path for myself but I promise you I’m not a bad guy
I never thought I would go down this road where I steady be making the packs fly
Stress from a job that’s evading the law got me wound up as tight as a slackline
Bet if I tried to retire with this then by 30 I’d pull up a flatline

Lucky with all of my pastimes
Must have been good in a past life
Even if I never made it in music at least I know that I can trap right

At least I know that I can trap right
At least I know that I can trap right

Leaned In

LYRICS:

Never tried a drug until I signed up for the military
Since then fuck a job I can’t be working for a dingleberry
Rather live a story worth repeating at the cemetery
Bury me with golds up in my mouth to pay the river ferry

First drug acid
Duty type active
They were testing every other thing that’s all I had then

Send three sheets to the motherfuckin post box
Bend no knee I be moving with the most sauce

People be looking for medicine out on the streets they getting terrorized
Wonder when people will wake up and realize the government’s a parasite
Take it from me cause I used to be uniformed then I fuckin saw the light
I calibrated my compass I took off the colors I know my wrong and right

Hit the beach, high tide
Sipping on muy thais
I don’t even drink, Alexander Shulgin my guy
Molly in my cup, yeah that’s sounding like a nice time
I’ve been coming up, yeah I found a money lifeline

Yeah I found a money lifeline
I’ve been coming up yeah I found a money lifeline

Tryptamines I’ve known and loved 
Sit with me and make a buck
I could die with nothing on my chest I’m not a guilty one
No one die from something on my shelf I got the purest drugs
Those who died from robbing killed themselves and I just held the gun

TiHKAL

LYRICS:

Accomplishments eclipsing what you thought about me
Accomplishments eclipsing what they said about me
Accomplishments eclipsing what they thought I’d do
Bitch I got that dog in me, motherfuckin Marmaduke

Huh what fuck no I don’t sweat the small stuff
I ain’t serving dimebags bitch I’m not a mall plug
Bunch of guns for every day of the week, and I got em all tuck
Ask around Atlanta for me, ask about the bald plug

Aw yeah bald head shining like a full moon
Feel like a pirate I be stackin my doubloons 
Stackin my doubloons I be stackin my doubloons
I ain’t gotta wait a while fame is coming soon

Masterfully complex
Whatever my project
I been spittin sonnets
Squirl make the drums hit

One two what’s new bigger than a monsoon
Three four need more sounds that they fiend for
Five six I get DMs saying drop this
Some of them encouraging and all the others nonsense

Told you I did it I got to
lyrics are like a shiatsu
Do all the shit that I say that I do, glock isn’t part of a costume

I never needed to bot views
Walking the walk with a hot tool
Ever need something you know that it’s safe to consume, you know that I got you

Syllable spitting my strong suit
I never miss with the bomb tunes
Finally get recognition and all of the homies had said it was long due
Accomplishments eclipsing what they thought I’d do
Bitch I got that dog in me, motherfuckin Marmaduke

That Dawg (Eclipse)

LYRICS:

When I turned 18, it was my first day homeless
All I had was my guitars and my bicycle was rolling
Sleeping out behind the park or the backyard of my homie
I had to get it from nothing my path was already chosen

When I turned 19 I spent the summer in France
Gave my father all my money it was only a band
Called it my birthday present but it was paid in advance
By the college that he taught with the exchange program

Turning 20 I was halfway done with basic training
Graduated top of my class and I thought I made it
Got to school and found out what I really fuckin hated
Then my homie pulled the trigger on what I had contemplated

Spent my 21st in the barracks by myself
By the morning had an empty handle on the shelf
Grateful for my family introducing me to L
By the time I got out I was fully someone else

22nd Birthday was the last one with my best friend
Now I’m in the business I stay strapped up with a test kit
2020 started writing bad songs with a red pen
I got so much backlog I don’t know what I said then

Turning 23 I was fully leaned in
Turning profit off of anybody who was fiending 
Started dressing like a viking raving every weekend
Actively avoiding all the places where police is

Turning 24 with a fucking awful credit score
Walking with a weapon selling shit I got on TOR
Writing every night but never learning to record
I was Edgar Allen with the pages raven nevermore

Woke up on my 25th sweating down at sound haven
Bass was fuckin bumping Minnesota had the ground shaking
Counting up the cash and it was looking like a down payment
Never made an enemy, never had a pound taken



Woke up 26, turned and gave my wife a kiss
Met her down in Denver the last time I took a trip
It was just a month before I moved my baby in
Now I’m thinking daily couldn’t get better than this

Here’s to the future, fuck all your past mistakes
Every decision you made in your life is the reason you’re living today ay
Here’s to the future, fuck all your past mistakes
Every decision you made in your life is the reason you’re living today ay

LYRICS:

I had to do what I did on my own, yeah I couldn’t trust nobody
Play hard mode like CSGO when I’m in a Russian lobby
Rap online, trap on the side, yeah that’s my money hobby
Now I been stacking like GTA and I got the money modded

I had to get it alone 
Made a few million off of my phone
Stacking it silly and letting it grow
They say it's illegal I already know

No one can stand in my way I’m competitive
Not no police or a label executive
I’m always thinking a few steps ahead of em
Call up my people and know that I vetted them

Making my moves like Kasparov
Blowing up like an atom bomb
They say I got me a fashion problem
Mixing designers and matching em all

I ain’t know what Bape was until I moved a shit ton
Now I spot the fake ones but I don’t fuckin say nun

They call me the suburban stepper
I do what they talk about doing but better
I’m walking my block and I’m making my cheddar
Don’t ask me how much I’m a number forgetter yeah

I just get better and better and better yuh yuh
I just get better and better and better yuh

I had to do what I did on my own, yeah I couldn’t trust nobody
Play hard mode like CSGO when I’m in a Russian lobby
Rap online, trap on the side, yeah that’s my money hobby
Now I been stacking like GTA and I got the money modded

They call me the suburban stepper
I do what they talk about doing but better
I’m walking my block and I’m making my cheddar
Don’t ask me how much I’m a number forgetter
I just get better and better and better yuh yuh
I just get better and better and better yuh

Suburban Stepper

LYRICS:

I had to do what I did on my own, yeah I couldn’t trust nobody
Play hard mode like CSGO when I’m in a Russian lobby
Rap online, trap on the side, yeah that’s my money hobby
Now I been stacking like GTA and I got the money modded

I had to get it alone
Made a few million off of my phone
Stacking it silly and letting it grow
They say it's illegal I already know

No one can stand in my way I’m competitive
Not no police or a label executive
I’m always thinking a few steps ahead of em
Call up my people and know that I vetted them

Making my moves like Kasparov
Blowing up like an atom bomb
They say I got me a fashion problem
Mixing designers and matching em all

I ain’t know what Bape was until I moved a shit ton
Now I spot the fake ones but I don’t fuckin say nun

They call me the suburban stepper
I do what they talk about doing but better
I’m walking my block and I’m making my cheddar
Don’t ask me how much I’m a number forgetter yeah

I just get better and better and better yuh yuh
I just get better and better and better yuh

I had to do what I did on my own, yeah I couldn’t trust nobody
Play hard mode like CSGO when I’m in a Russian lobby
Rap online, trap on the side, yeah that’s my money hobby
Now I been stacking like GTA and I got the money modded

They call me the suburban stepper
I do what they talk about doing but better
I’m walking my block and I’m making my cheddar
Don’t ask me how much I’m a number forgetter
I just get better and better and better yuh yuh
I just get better and better and better yuh

Suburban Stepper (NIGHTCORE)

Suburban Stepper (SUPERSPEED)

LYRICS:

They say bro don’t quit your day job
I could never leave these streets
All I do is trap and I’m ten toes deep
Hopping on the map with the company I keep
Puff and then I pass the fuckin blunt with DMT

Got tattoos of shit I own
I don’t like to sit at home
Let’s go fill the oppy spot with motherfuckin bullet holes

Always carry hollow nines
Double up my dollar signs
On the beat I homicide 
Like motherfucking columbine 

Too soon, was it though
Shut up bitch I’m on a roll
Best in class in rapping but I never made my honor roll

Actually I got held back at both the schools I went to
Everyone in every grade thought I was fucking mental 
Now I’m in my 20s and I’m picking up my pencil
Rhyming random stories bout the crazy shit I been through

I been through the rentals 
I done shit that’s sinful
I blow cash like windfall
Move boxes like bento

Oo the kid just did it again
I like to make all my money with friends
Bands of blues in the back of the benz
Top of my class I can’t even pretend 

Biggest in the 404
Selling like I’m door to door
One puff of the shit I’m smoking knock you out like chloroform

Ooo yeah that’s my weed
Go on pass it back to me
Frosty shit so tasty but yo memory a casualty
I got all the cash I need
Wifey is a masterpiece
Every time I say I rap it’s always wait no actually

Columbine

LYRICS:

Trapping on my apple watch
Orders blowing up my wrist
Trapping on my apple watch
Orders blowing up my wrist
Trapping on my apple watch
Orders blowing up my wrist
Trapping on my apple watch
Orders blowing up my wrist

Look who’s popping, all they wrists is frozen
I like the style yeah but I prefer my motion
Place them orders quick, window’s fuckin closing
Packs are flying out, I just paid the postage

Lemme check the time oh shit it’s shop open o’clock
I gotta break my fuckin scale them fiends are lined around the block
And they all hungry holding out they hands they beg for what I got
That cash is ready best believe because a stain will get ‘em shot

Hollows in a drum so I can maximize the violence
Never had a problem but I’m ready if they try it
I just wanna spend my time rapping what I vibe with
All I see is money like it’s tatted on my eyelids

Trapping on my apple watch
Orders blowing up my wrist
Trapping on my apple watch
Orders blowing up my wrist
Trapping on my apple watch
Orders blowing up my wrist
Trapping on my apple watch
Orders blowing up my wrist



PROD. SQUIRL

Apple Watch

LYRICS:

Your MVP is beat out by my weakest fucking link
Yeah if trapping was a sport I’d have a championship ring
I’m getting to the money and you worried bout a link
My woman got a ring so I don’t worry bout a thing 

I don’t worry cause I’m better 
All my earthly ties have severed 
Now I’m fucking huge and flying like a 747

You can see why I’m a winner
All my crimes are front and center
If you did what I been doing you’d be rich instead of bitter

I’m off the deep end 
I’m off the deep end
Everything I do if I ain’t number one I’m fucked yeah
I’m off the deep end

Treating my life like a video game
I gotta win all the money and fame
Leveling everything I can access like I’m drunk on the job in a 100 foot crane

Always been an outlier
Recently an outlaw
Always been a pound buyer
Boxing like a southpaw

Bots in all your comments like your only fan is R2D2
Imma leave a legacy to rival that of machu picchu
Challenge me in anything I do and imma have to beat you
I just signed the titties of the pope he said I’m glad to meet you

I AM BETTER

LYRICS:

Every single night I smoke a blunt like it’s a ritual
I don’t give a fuck if what I do considered criminal
You could say that I’m a risky type of individual
I could give a fuck, got success in my subliminal

Cookout at midnight I light up in line
Walk up the window I’m taking my time
White cheddar bite quesadilla and fries
Passing my blunt to my buddy behind

Cotton mouth hit gotta get cheerwine
New song end hit a quick rewind
Brand new stick hold fifteen nines
Jungle king like big feline

Razormane just slayed the game again
I play the beat and fade the sample in
I’m feeling Skynard I’m a simple man
The only thing I like is weed and friends

I sing my song and do my lil dance
I got more bread than bakeries in France
I’ll get enough retire all the fam
I’ll stack a bil and do the running man

I just hooked my city up
I just stacked a milli up
Don’t knock what I do until you seen what’s in my pockets
Imma do that Elon shit and take off like a

I got a different type of pipe
I got a AR with a light
I got a red dot sight
I got the meds you like

Not a womanizer I’m a weaponizer
Not a stock investor I’m a metal buyer
Not a reggie smoker I be hella higher
Just a normal dude with an empire

Packing white widow in a tight rillo
For the high bidders cause I’m tight with em
We shoot the shit say that’s life innit
Got people waiting I’ll be right with em

And all the homies got pipe with em
For all the people might try hit em
They ride around with like five figures
And feel alive cause they mind different

Blunt Ritual

LYRICS:

Pressure got me geekin
Addy got me tweakin
I got 13 different reasons I make money every season 

13 products on my shelf I got what you been seeking
Take a hit from my top shelf and ask me where the week went

Got enough stories to run out of breath on
If I’m outside then I got me a vest on
Living my life at a level 1 DEFCON
Hardship follow me fuck it I press on
Hardship follow me fuck it I press on yeah
Hardship follow me fuck it I

Distract myself with accomplishments
I’m stepping out with that confidence
The opps smoking that sour dick
But I’m smoking biscotti bitch

Got unc smoking them parliaments
The trap jump when that parlay hit

Drug dealing but I been stuck in the rat race
Burning skywalker OG with my Padme
Trapping in secret I stay in the bat cave
Serve in the backstreet I want it that way

Casting a spell like I’m throwing up gang signs
I’m just a bard I don’t really got gang ties
Trapping retarded the money just stay high
I got more dollars than people in Shanghai

Fuck It I Press On

LYRICS:

I got more ink in my body than I ever put on a test in grade school
I got more bread in my pocket than I ever had before and I’m grateful
I got like thousands of products and right at my fingertips that I can pay for
I got more plugs than a socket I’m covered from every possible angle

Been down bad but I feel good
My AK got real wood
My better days were so delayed I was raised late by the real hood

Atlanta plugs done taught me
Them cops never caught me
I put in my time in the corner and now I’m moving by proxy

Donate weed to the homeless, sell molly to a billionaire
Both tell me I’m goated, the only one that really care
Ozone hurt we smokin, I blow that zaza in the air
I’m never broke again bitch I’m frozen like a frigidaire

I got more ink in my body than I ever put on a test in grade school
I got more bread in my pocket than I ever had before and I’m grateful
I got like thousands of products and right at my fingertips that I can pay for
I got more plugs than a socket I’m covered from every possible angle

Been down bad but I feel good
My AK got real wood
My better days were so delayed I was raised late by the real hood

Atlanta plugs done taught me
Them cops never caught me
I put in my time in the corner and now I’m moving by proxy

Grateful

LYRICS:

I been driving through the city with the pack on me
5 over the limit no suspicion they ain’t tracking me
Stacking fucking paper and I’m laughing through these tragedies
My whole team of trappers we a wild bunch like Cassidy 

We ain’t robbing fucking trains hitting stains though
We just getting paid in exchange for the halos
Always riding dirty bitch I’m staying with the payload
We gon get it right cause I motherfucking say so 

Yeah I motherfucking say so
Got a lotta champagne, purple looking dayglo
Got a couple points of molly in my faygo
Purple molly in my faygo 

Brought a priest in the booth and he asked what you in for
Tell you the truth I just I passed all my mentors
He said I’m confused what would that be a sin for
I said oh well father I sell drugs oh ten four

I been driving through the city with the pack on me
5 over the limit no suspicion they ain’t tracking me
Stacking fucking paper and I’m laughing through these tragedies
My whole team of trappers we a wild bunch like Cassidy 

We ain’t robbing fucking trains hitting stains though
We just getting paid in exchange for the halos
Always riding dirty bitch I’m staying with the payload
We gon get it right cause I motherfucking say so
Yeah I motherfucking say so

Molly In My Faygo

LYRICS:

Let’s get it crackin
You know I’m bout that action
You might catch me out but you won’t ever catch me lackin

Varsity trapping
I need a letter jacket
I’m the MVP yeah I turned winning to a habit

Bitch I got it out the mud I been ten toes
At the party with a couple of extendos
I got molly I don’t carry fuckin benzos
Treat your body with respect it’s not a rental

Blowing up big as a hydrogen bomb
Couple of demons I’m fighting em off
I’m getting rich and I’m righting my wrongs
Trapping until I’m a pile of bones

I’m the best plug to ever bless the scale
Yeah I’m less thug and more Navy SEAL
I’m a vet son but I’m making deals 
I got lessons for the grateful ears

Feel like Shrek with the earth tone fit check
Got it out the mud and I got my princess
Stacking up bread always held my interest
Forbes list when you do a first born sitrep
Forbes list when you do a first born sitrep

Let’s get it crackin
You know I’m bout that action
You might catch me out but you won’t ever catch me lackin

Varsity trapping
I need a letter jacket
I’m the MVP yeah I turned winning to a habit

Bitch I got it out the mud 
I got weapons on me yuh
Done a dozen different drugs
And you know I sold a ton

Bitch I got it out the mud 
I got weapons on me yuh
Done a dozen different drugs
And you know I sold a ton

Sold a ton maybe two


PROD. SQUIRL

Varsity Trapping

LYRICS: 
I’ll send you the files in a minute say it’s fire
I’m breaking down my walls and I’m building my empire
Removing anybody that could possibly conspire 
Cause they plottin on my downfall but I’m never getting tired

That’s just the way that it goes yuh
Look at me changing the flow yuh
Got you to stop it and drop it and roll and
You tell me you wanted it colder
I could oblige for sure yuh
What do you want me to show ya
Maybe the way that I care about safety 
It’s dangerous close to home yuh

It’s dangerous close to home
Whenever you go on the road
You prayin you makin it home
You prayin you makin it home

Roll to a stop at a crosswalk
You gotta watch out for the water boys
I’m tellin em do not approach me
I’m carrying more than a lotta toys
Filled em with hornady hollows
They’re Heavy and they make a lotta noise
Don’t think about wasting my time
You’ll turn into one of my murder stories

Gotta make a pickup so I cruise into Atlanta
Yeah I just couldn’t help it I got bigger than I planned to
But my shawty doesn’t mind when I announce the pack has landed
I be serving the whole city like a psychedelic santa
Birthday party like a traplord who’s who
Yeah I didn’t make my money off of youtube
You can tell by the way that I move
I’m the number that nobody wanna lose
My cash flow might be steady
But the paranoia’s heavy
All I wanted was a chevy
ZL1 tuned engine ready
Never wanted to be serving out the Day’s Inn
Never wanted to be losing any patience
Never wanted to be beck and call for rave kids
Never wanted all these notifuckincations

The shit that I’ve endured
I’m talking force majeure
Volcanic temperatures
Don’t knock my goddamn door

I’ll open the bitch with a beam in your face
You should have seen it I’ll show you the tapes
Overwatch twenty four hours a day
Shellin out racks to make sure that I’m safe

Don’t look at me so sideways
This where my babies’ heads lay
We gonna do this my way
Don’t play no fuckin fed games

Don’t fuckin play with me

Don’t try to play my bread 
No don’t try to fuckin play with me
I’ll shoot you in the head
And I’ll burn down your whole bakery

I’ll really do it too


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