lyrics:
shopping with the homies and we walkin past sacks
all eyes on me 
like it’s fuckin contacts
i don’t speak no printer bitch i only speak faxx
stackin up these bands 
play hot potato with these packs 
anxiety attacks
bitch i’m rockin slacks 
pull up on jeff bezos and we make sure he gets taxed
with the homie max
in the cadillac 
you’d think i’m a dentist
way i’m getting all these plaques 
u be smokin blacks to relax
bitch i can’t relate
i be taking naps at imax
on a dinner date
we in halifax that’s a wrap
seal ya fuckin fate
pull up with an axe and ski mask
get ya booty ate

playing zelda on my 2nd cousins playstation 
they can’t do what i do 
so they stay hatin 
boy get out my fuckin face 
take a vacation 
u know redi hard as fuck
like a crustacean 
rob ya momma and ya gramma 
and ya sister and ya aunt 
i just walked into a best buy 
and i’m taking off my pants
loud pack 
strong as fuck like an ant
my fit proper innit
now im british, Russell Brand 

shopping with the homies and we walkin past sacks
all eyes on me 
like it’s fuckin contacts
i don’t speak no printer bitch i only speak faxx
stackin up these bands 
play hot potato with these packs

goin nowhere 
lookin out there
rockin moncler
with no skinny jeans
i’m the MVP
i don’t envy me
u should be with me
k-i-s-s-i-n-g
bowl after bowl of the THC
doing armchair philosophy 
please just let me be 
i’ll go it on my own 
bitch i’m in my zone
i dnd my fuckin phone

zelda freestyle (prod. redi)

prod. 5v & shinju

shoutout shinju his serum bank is fire

lyrics upload pending....

will > way   ok!   (prod. 5v)

drum cover

GNARLY ASS SHIT FEAT. C! (PROD. SOLSA)

send this to 5 friends or the bunny on the cover will appear in your room tonight and take your phone off the charger

☆

DAWNBR3AKR'S SOUNDCLOUD:
soundcloud.com/fuelteam

☆

lyrics:

dust bowl in your room because your tool stay on your shelf
mine stay hot like microwave i never need no help
yea i got a midget fetish; got top from an elf
wheres that stank ass midget pussy i just shit myself

tool on me
fuck the rules all week
cuz im ducking from the police they make moves on me
shrooms on me
hit the juul all week
cuz im ducking from these thotties they want drool on me 

is that yo bitch?
cuz she still plottin on my bag
she look like a dike because she walkin like a bar
im og redi based thus far
if i bought a Tesla that bitch wouldn't be a car
yeah i got bars rap caviar
I just went from F to a D on my damn guitar
i could be a billionaire and still not smoke cigars
i hate soundcloud rappers welcome to my seminar
reverse claps; spilled the sauce on me
no ink in my pen cuz its THC
documentary dick no BBC
finna slash you hoes on CBC

*chelsea noises*

toolonme feat. dawnbr3akr (prod. redi)

bubble tea rager (prod. redi)

credits:
melody - @fuelteam
drums - @redicxn
vocals - @fuelteam & @redicxn
mixing - @redicxn
listener - you! thanks :)

lyrics:

bitch i rock (x32)

rock so hard that geologists study me
hard like a rock but sweet like a honey bee
bitch i rock hard like Onix catch me in my cave
and if my pluggy dry you can catch me sleeping in my grave
where did all my energy go? replace my battery
i'm 17 and i can't leave my bed like i'm 70
it's alright i'll make a beat and whisper in a weird flow
shoulders on my mind cuz i be horny when i see those

bitch i rock (x32)

i heard that boy want the smoke
choppa hit him in his dome
try to be me and my clone
fuckin with me ima run in yo home
plain white tee i ain't rockin vlone
skinny nigga but my pockets on strong
and i heard your girl singing my song
that ak it rip like a bong
rock like a rock star but im a pop star
getting to a bag and it's gonna be goyard
choppa came in with a stamp like a postcard
whole gang going up you know we going so far
now she wanna say that im crazy
well i said maybe
samsung on me like tracy
im shoppin at fendi you shoppin at macy's
i would hit yo thot but im really too lazy
oh my god
now she wanna come back stage
only time i leave the crib is when a nigga gettin paid
pull up with the pack and im going to space
i'm coutin a stack i pick up the pace
these niggas is sway get out of my face
get hit with the mac and we dont leave a trace
lil chelsea

bitch i rock (x32)

bitch i rock (feat. c!) (prod. redi x windxws)

i'm flexin
i'm dressin
my necklace
expensive
finessin
collection
i need a girl to give her my affection
you stupid
i can't fw u
my head hurts what the fuck is 2 and 2
leaves falling
like apples
my morals never stop my cash flow

sweden (prod. redi)

prod. redi

yeah we cruising in the star ship
up so high above that's because we been departed
yea we inna space cruiser
all you goofies down there lame you look like fucking losers

join us in the skies
it feels like my dearly departed had never died
i'm on day 3 but it feels like day 365
run away with us and be the bonnie to our cylde

join us in the skies
it feels like my dearly departed had never died
i'm on day 3 but it feels like day 365
run away with us and be the bonnie to our

sightsee sightsee i dont see the visene
sightsee sightsee i dont see the visene
where the fuck my eyedrops at? are these bitches hiding
i keep it like 70 cuz sometimes i be lying

okay my eyes aren't that red but god these bitches drying
cottonmouth and cotton vision coughing clouds and smiling
i'm not living life i'm just sitting back and surviving
i don't have money and being broke is fucking tiring

smoke another one
smoke another one
smoke another one
seven gram blunt
smoke another one
smoke another one
damn this shit is fun
smoke another one
smoke another one
seven gram blunt
damn this shit is fun
smoke another one
smoke another one
smoke another one
damn this shit fun

cxn we gnarly
cxn we gnarly
cxn we gnarly
cxn we gnarly
run that fucking fade
run that fucking fade
run that fucking fade 
run that fucking fade

join us in the skies
it feels like my dearly departed had never died
i'm on day 3 but it feels like day 365
run away with us and be the bonnie to our cylde

the people in the clouds

BLOOD SPILL
POP A PILL
NONE YOU PUSSIES SHOOT TO KILL
SHOOT FORREAL
YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL
BLOOD SPILL
POP A PILL
NONE YOU PUSSIES SHOOT TO KILL
SHOOT FORREAL
YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL

POPPING AN ADVIL
YOU GAVE ME A HEADACHE
SHE STOLE BOTH MY WALLETS
EVICT HER LIKE METE (NHLer)
MY 808s STAY ON POINT 
LIKE IM IN BALLET
I PARK MY OWN CAR
UNLESS WE DOING VALET
I POST UP IN SWITZERLAND
I'M AT MY CHALET
BUT I STILL DO KETAMINE BACK IN THE ALLEY
IM FUCKING A BAD BITCH WHO LIVES IN THE VALLEY
HER PUSSY'S THE STARTER
HER ASS IS THE ENTRÉE

ERIC ANDRE
CUZ I NEED MY OWN FUCKING SHOW
CATCH ME AT COMMUNION
STUFFING COKE IN MY NOSE
ONLY WEARING SHORTS
IN THE WINTER WHEN IT SNOWS
ZERO CELCIUS
CUZ MY NECK IS SO FROZE

ALL YOU BITCHES BLAND
JUST LIKE MUSTARD WITHOUT HAM
I LIKE BEATS WITHOUT A MELODY
I DO IT CUZ I CAN
RED DOT ON YOU LIKE JAPAN
I JUST CAMED  INSIDE MY PANTS
BAGUETTES ON MY WRIST LIKE FRANCE
I'VE BEEN SHOOTING AT YOUR MANS

I WET EM UP JUST LIKE MILK
(UH)
WHO IS THAT BOY HE GET KILLED
WHO IS THAT BOY HE GET KILLED
I'M OFF BEANS
NOT OFF PILLS
I'M A BEANER
NO CHILL
COOLIN' WITH DR. PHIL

POP POP POP
AND IT SOUNDS LIKE SOME POPCORN
YOU GET DROPPED
I PULL UP WITH THE LAWNMOWER
DROP THE TOP
AND PULL UP AT THE SPOT, WHORE
SWAT THY THOT
ONCE MORE 
ITS AN ENCORE

REDI IS A CRIMINAL
AND SO IS HIS PRIME MINISTER
WELL HOW ABOOT THAT?
SOME CANADIANS ARE REALLY SINISTER
I PULL UP
PUNCH YOU RIGHT IN THE LIP
LIKE SOME SALT AND VINEGAR
BREACH THE PERIMETER
AND THEN LOOT YOUR SHIT
WITH PILLAGERS

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
IF THAT CAME ACROSS AS MEAN
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
IF YOU'RE TELLING ON ME
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
I'LL PUNCH YOU RIGHT IN THE SPLEEN
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
IF I GET BLOOD ON MY 'PREME

Self-Titled

blood spill

tryna drop out
of this life shit
but i lack clout
so i just skip
need a charger 
phone boutta die
need a charger
whippin to the sky

i don’t want a choppa or a benz
i’m just tryna cool with both my friends
don’t kill me don’t kill me hoe
don’t kill me don’t kill me hoe

dkm hoe

prod. sh4mali & rexxbeats

lyrics:

fuck outta my way
all my bills are paid
we are not the same
pull up with the blade
sippin lemonade
1 of 1 my shades
boosting in broad day
you simp for my bae
we are not the same
let the choppa spray
mushin up your brains
we are not the same
LSD and pain
all inside my brain
i'll go mia
when it pours it rains
i cannot attain
what is lost in vain
haven't smoked in weeks
tears drip down my cheek
what is wrong with me
change those shoes you reek
all my outfits chic
she see me she geek
pens up in my face
gucci round my waist
i can feel the bass
party in LA
i do not say grace
we are not the same
pirate VSTs
it make me horny
i am such a thief
you suck like kirby
shawty fuck wit me
cuz my hair curly
big blunts built like the government
say whatever u wanna man
jeans same colour aunt jemimah man
she sent nudes for a shoutout
roll down the window and we shoot out
level 99 when i pop out
making fake carts in my bedroom
selling fake carts
you buying fake carts
she sending fake hearts

when it pours it rains (prod. sh4mali)

lyrics:
blood wet
im drippin from my neck
i just copped the bottoms i could never cop a set
say my generation lazy all u talk is pep
really hate society i feel like arthur fleck
i can't spare a sec
keep my bitch in check
never lost a bet
wake up 7:30
rise and grind my money flex
multiple sclerosis how my chain weighs down my neck
choppa triple threat

all these people tryna hurt me
yea they think that they're the jury
that's ok i got on jewlery
and im zooted off a perky
i should've never trusted you
i made up my mind and i dont even fuck with you
i've been on my grind came a long way since i first met you
i had no drip i only had a buck or two

can't stay on topic ADHD
but that bitch is in the past because she wanna play me
i just want success so bad i'd make a deal with Hades
used to hate math till i made some racks addition crazy
i just lost my chain in the pit
on some shit
fuck twelve
i pull up and make the police dip
sober in the mosh
i still throw a fit
heartbreak hurts a little less when you're absorbing fists
girl gimme a kiss
your voice what i miss
fuck that shit i'll make a song and just stay distracted
hit the cart again i don't have friends
i think i'm over that
keep my head down when i count up
antisocial in the trap
antisocial soldier
i grow wiser never older
give a fuck about a border
you could never keep me in
i just find it funny that u think that u gon win
i stay in the bedroom stu and i stay goin in
pads on the beat
finna spazz on my meat
i got brands on my feet
i got bans on my apple phone
and it stay on repeat
poppin fuzzy peach
credit me like feat.
don't accept defeat

lost my chain in the pit (prod. redi)

prod. redi 
uakwtfgo

lyrics:
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me, yung redi
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me, yung redi

sour patch kids in my cart
minus the bitch in my car 
zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom 
redi skrt skrt far
bitch i’m based on god
that’s just my repertoire
J. Simon on me 
bitch stop sending gore 
this bitch is finna get blocked
stay off the app u a cop 
this man a stain he get bopped
turn your block into kids bop
reckless till i get the check
don’t do this for the respect 
you do not have an effect
unless you hand me some neck
i beat my meat like neglect
collarbones make me erect
it’s like reality TV the way i stay on the set

all these females wanna be me 
all these females love my hair
all these geezers wanna stare
cuz i’m swagged out with my bros
and we buy expensive clothes
and we also buy cheap clothes
cuz we be camping at the thrift
that’s some shit everyone knows 
my dad bald like amber rose 
my dad bald like amber rose
whenever i plan con jobs i’m in it with the pros
all these hoes know yung redi wit it
all these hoes know i’m stacking digits
i know i’ve never been altruistic
but our fate’s pessimistic
can’t solve opioid addiction
homies dying on some sick shit
one death is a tragedy but a million is a statistic

ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me, yung redi
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me
ain't nobody trap like me, yung redi

nobody trap like me (yung redi)

prod. sh4mali x bedcorn

lyrics:
step into the room and i see you and my heart is racing
i just bought a jacket from the thrift and it's from racing
i just bought some pants off some website that is from Beijing
i've been working on my closet so much it's amazing
it’s amazing all the shit that happens when i work towards it
you take more and more and more and you just expect more stuff for it
i got so much wood on deck i could build everyone a forest
i just put out sounds and sit back and hope that they all adore it
i’ve been navigating on this flight with no plan
where the fuck you going honestly i don’t know man 
i thought i had time but it’s been melting like a snowman 
i’ve been looking at the runway don’t know when i’m gone land
i’ve been searching
never finding
my sanity’s
been unwinding
the answers are 
still out hiding 
too compelled to 
escape my dream

i’ve been searching
never finding
my sanity’s
been unwinding
the answers are 
still out hiding 
too compelled to 
escape my dream
i’m not woke
i’m never sleeping
i’ve been cut off 
for no reason
wrap the wound can’t
stop the bleeding
can’t trust memory
it’s fleeting
i don’t wanna see you but i kinda miss you
if the feelings faint then it’s not even an issue
but the feelings painful i wanna be with you
i just really miss you i just really miss your

never finding (prod. sh4mali)

LYRICS:

bitch im goated
and nobody even notice it
i just fucking spit
and hit the pen until im over it
i just spent your rent
i ain't payin cellphone overages
got a little broke ass iPhone 6
and i spend racks on it

all these bitches broke
im bitches
pull up at your front door im a mad jehovah's witness
that girl is my lucky charm she magically delicious
im just 5'11 so im practically a midget
do you wanna cookie imma pull up with the biscuit
all these bitches salty like a motherfucking triscuit
everything inside my bag is technically illicit
i wont listen to your fucking song if its explicit

shortsighted bitches dont fuck with the vision
i make it my mission to not give a fuck
northside fruition when i grab ammunition
and it looks like The Division when the homies pullin up
all these bitches trippin and they wishin they could make a
sex change the way they itchin for a time to switch up
hit a lick it's smitten waitin for the intermission bitch im whippin
in the kitchen and the timer is up

i've been trying so hard to try a little less
apply pressure all these bitches getting fucking pressed
sending links to the bullshit i am not impressed
oh you got some chick fil a? we must alert the press

i've been trying so hard to try a little less
all these losers trying hard but they still get finessed
sending links to the bullshit i am not impressed
my gang dox u and send pizza to your home address

my gang dox u and send pizza to your fuckin crib
these suburban kids think that they bloody and they crip
beat my meat as much as this beat wanna fuckin switch
bitch im rich you'd have to pay me coin to give a shit
actually im young, dumb, broke, and ignorant
but if you want my attention you should pay my rent
all these females got me mad they got me fuckin bent
i guess i say that word alot this song explicit

i know that there's more to this shit than money
but i haven't found the one i wanna be my honey
curled up in my bed and my nose is runny
oh shit it's that time of day i gotta be funny
they think i cant do it just because i don't do it
i don't care at all i'm not even gonna prove it
bitch im shea not shia so i wont just do it
in the end there's not much more to life than making music

i've been in my room sippin bubly water
i've been in my room sippin bubly water
i've been in my room sippin bubly water
i've been in my room sippin bubly water
i've been in my room sippin bubly water
i've been in my room sippin bubly water
i've been in my room sippin bubly water
i've been in my room sippin bubly water

EXPLICIT (prod. redi)

cover of never, forever's "kerosene" which is the acoustic version of nothing, nowhere's "clarity in kerosene"

kerosene cover

prod. redi

lyrics:
time for me to go home
time for me to go
i’ve been out here so long 
i don’t even know
time for me to go home
time for me to go
i’ve been out here so long i don't know

don’t fuck with the enemy 
no bitch you’re not a friend to me 
i’ve been feeling in parenthesis 
i know nobody ever see 
i got good shit ahead of me
i can feel it i got good tendencies 
cooking shit up with no recipe 
everybody gonna remember me 
fuck that glory shit 
i just want some happiness 
i’ve been chillin at the crib 
never know what day it is
i can’t even focus when i write shit 
i can only think when i bike, shit
i hope that i’m in the right shit
all my homies been on some type shit

fuck, i think i worry too much 
when i’m in the whip
with my homies, drop the top
always spittin domers and they always off the top
i be off the pot
with my homies in the lot
i feel like odd future
when i loiter with my squad 
i feel like odd future 
when i spit and i prod 
break into your house
just so i could pick the lock
im a fucking mexican
and ima take your job 

they don’t wanna see me unencumbered so they cumber me
you hate from outside the club
man i hope you rest in peace 
if u wanna see what’s going on 
you get a summary
i just burnt my mac and cheese 
didn’t read the recipe 

im a bad boy what will i do 
when they come for me
i’ve been getting bad dreams
i’ve been screaming in my sleep
i lie to hide crimes from my memory 
i’ve been paranoid
schizophrenic sheesh

i can’t live like this with insomnia 
99 problems and they’re all my fault, bruh 
you never listen to me that’s your problem
i don’t feel heard that’s my problem 
i feel too hurt 
i should just solve em
my life goin down like a column 
glass half empty 
i won’t fall son 

time for me to go home (time for me to go)
i've been out here so long i dont even know
time for me to go home (time for me to go)
i've been out for so long i dont even know

time for me to go

prod. redi

lyrics:
i don’t give a fuck what they may say
yea i know the haters gone hate hate
pull up at your crib you scream mayday
this a whole bar like payday
kick her out the crib like pele 
all these bitches wanna just play play
*kmt* then meet me at the play place
redi where u been that’s what they say
damn i just been chillin and i’m living life
stay home stack my shillings and i’ll be aii
half the shit i seen ain’t even worth the hype
i think that’s it’s ok now if we say dyke 
i don’t know i read it on the news or something

these itty bitty rappers got their soundcloud and their tik tok 
i won't send you opens you can kick rocks
i got no emotions yea i’m big spock
all these bitches big shocked 
when i don’t respond 
when i see a spider i go A A A
like i’m on GTA respawn 
i don’t give a fuck in these bitches want me gone
get in line
i don’t have the time
i know u wanna try me 
you should keep tryin'
all these bitches lie to my face and then keep lyin'
keep that same energy u keep eyein' me
i got little patience but i’ll count from 1 2 3
i drank 20 water bottles now i need to pee

i’ve been thinking about everything
i’ve been thinking about it all
i’ve been thinking about everything
i’ve been thinking about it all

i would buy you a wedding ring
we could throw a fancy ball
or we could just buy a store
a cinnabon in the mall
we could fight the war on drugs
we could fuel the gang crime mobs
or we could end racist laws
we could hit play and unpause 

i’ve been thinking about everything
i’ve been thinking about it all
i’ve been thinking about everything
i’ve been thinking about it all

twenty two tabs

not tru

prod. ggedgar x gmf

words:

i don’t really need 
i don’t need you hoe
i don’t really need
i don’t need you no more
i don’t really need 
i don’t need you hoe
i don’t really need
i don’t need you no more

zooted as fuck
tryna find my car keys 
cruisin with the homies 
we take no malarkey 
fuck the government 
fuck the patriarchy 
boy you getting spotted like dalmatian
call you sparky 
tell you one time
tell you two times 
yall gotta stop barking
your whole soundcloud sounds like shit
i swear you bitches sharting 
always late as fuck is how i pull up to the party 
nah i might be retarded but redis never tardy 

ima get my freak on 
all my mustard dijon 
your grave what i pee on
i’m at bath and beyond
my teacher a peon
that’s the shit i be on 
fuck cigars i chief blunts (aye) 
you don’t need to like me
i don’t really like me 
pop outta my cocoon 
turn into a type beat 
i wanna see yuh soon 
is it even likely?
i remember last time
maybe it’s not likely 
i can never think straight 
i just take shit lightly 
sorry to offend you 
even in the slightly 
sorry if my drip pissed you off
i’ll drip politely 
i’ll drip politely

yung redi

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