produced by 5kjordn

lyrics :

baby, i'm just in my fuckin' zone
did my own thing and they keep calling me clone
different niggas on your spam and you be thinkin', i don't know 
what you gonna do for me that i ain't do for you
spending' this bag and i'm makin' some blues
you just wanna slime me out, she slimed me out
yeah, she slime as fuck
slide in a big-ass truck, okay, i'm with my brothers no field
she be playing' all the time and shit, i'm thinking this shit real

boy, slow down, i'm finna kill these niggas when i drop
i'm in mode, i can't stop 
fuck around with dumb ass thots
i got bitches inside this roll okay, i'm finna spend me some guap, huh
rocking' all black and its drkshdw rick 
and i'm going to the stu and i'm making some hits
calling my phone and she getting no hints
and i'm making this money i spend it real quick
i'm at a show in the mosh pit 
i got some fine shit but they all options

getting fly and shit that's all i damn near know
spend a bag inside this coupe and then i run it up
she hear my song now she listen to it i don't even care
she said ej you ain't shit, well duh bitch i'm hella aware

baby, i'm just in my fuckin' zone
did my own thing and they keep calling me clone
different niggas on your spam and you be thinkin', i don't know 
what you gonna do for me that i ain't do for you
spending' this bag and i'm makin' some blues
you just wanna slime me out, she slimed me out
yeah, she slime as fuck
slide in a big-ass truck, okay, i'm with my brothers no field
she be playin' all the time and shit, i'm thinking this shit real

boy, slow down, i'm finna kill these niggas when i drop
im in mode, i can't stop 
fuck around with dumb ass thots
i got bitches inside this roll okay, i'm finna spend me some guap, huh
rocking' all black and its drkshdw rick 
and i'm going to the stu and i'm making some hits
calling my phone and she getting no hints

intimacy

no hints

produced by neptune!

lyrics :

freedom from fear
freedom from anger
freedom from guilt

she see my wrist she be like how much that shit cost?
got to stay down before i get up shawty
she know she got flights in the morning
you wanna party with all of these bitches that hate you
that shit make no sense with me
and i got to do what i do
and i'm stacking up twos and i do it for you

keep the 8 on my body, you know what we doin
its etherreal gang you know that's the movement
and this dumbass nigga don't know his hoe goin
and she loving my swag and she love how i'm flowing
she know i get a guap forreal, can't stop the forreal 
i keep stacking' these chips up
yea you bad but you can't get my dick up
they know i'm goin' up, don't do the switch up

fuck the cameras, i ain't takin' no pictures
balenci on me that shit cost a stack
i fucked your hoe, don't need her back
i'm thinkin' hard, like, mr. miyagi, yo
i keep on switching' the swag up
they don't even know my aesthetic 
yeah, ej , i hate you, i want you dead
i don't even care what you do and she know that she said it

she see my wrist she be like how much that shit cost?
got to stay down before i get up shawty
she know she got flights in the morning
you wanna party with all of these bitches that hate you
that shit make no sense with me
and i got to do what i do
and i'm stacking up twos and i do it for you

keep the 8 on my body, you know what we doin
its etherreal gang you know that's the movement
and this dumbass nigga don't know his hoe goin
and she loving my swag and she love how i'm flowing
she know i get a guap forreal, can't stop the forreal 
i keep stacking' these chips up
yea you bad but you can't get my dick up
they know i'm goin' up, don't do the switch up

fuck the cameras, i ain't takin' no pictures
balenci on me that shit cost a stack
i fucked your hoe, don't need her back
i'm thinkin' hard, like, mr. miyagi, yo
i keep on switching' the swag up
they don't even know my aesthetic 
yeah, ej , i hate you, i want you dead
i don't even care what you do and she know that she said it

rolling stone

produced by neptune!

music video out now

lyrics :
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
what you doing? hey wassup
all of my niggas they goin up
we in the club sippin mud
i cannot do for you
spend me a bag that's like 2 & 2
how can you not see that he using you?
im goin up, now she wanna say wassup
different colors on me but its green when i get to the bucks
said im fly and she rockin my shit
and these niggas be stealing my swag
and i pop out and do it again
she way too slimy she bringing her friend
2 arps when we slide out that benz
he tried to run from it he hopping that fence
i'm too up i don't wanna make no amends
im high as fuck yea im all up in a trance
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
and the bitch tried to fuck on my bro
and its fetty on fetty im counting my dough
trying to run up and we calling his bluff
she trying to fuck with the gang not with us
stupid lil bitch and she act like a slut
and they know my name when i walk in the spot
3.5 on me im smoking on za
you want me to call you but i'm always blocked
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea, yea
what you doing? hey wassup
all of my niggas they goin up
we in the club sippin mud
i cannot do for you
spend me a bag that's like 2 & 2
how can you not see that he using you?
im goin up, now she wanna say wassup
different colors on me but its green when i get to the bucks

fetty on fetty

freddy krueger ft. resent (pluto)

bullet to Nose

 The light will come sooner.
prod. homisides 

homi cold

prod ayostylist

u kno u ain banging shit this rlly real 
i’m off the x off the x pill 
so i kan fell alive i could really fkn kill rn 
ya cuz will really die 
tote twin mags dat bitch will eat rn 

this wat i said it wat i said so im gon make it ya new fact
i roll blunts on blunts on blunts ima make sure that bitch fat 
u ain fkn wit my sound bitch u must be smokin crack 

way im hoppin on the beat niggas think i’m smokin crack 
 "u out ya head, u out ya head" it at ya head im aimn at 
ya she fine but the bitch been aktin weird got watch the back 
i’m on so much drugs u think id have a heart attack   

new pak niggas turned to new pak they got blatt 
wipe ya nose tag on ya toe ya nigga slatt 
lurk drop omg put dem dubs in da chat 
pretty face i js want ya throat u kan keep da cat 
fuk ha face 2 face missionary scratches on my back 
i’m on dat ya i’m 5 nigga did u know im dat 
scrap scrap ya i’ll slap a nigga if i ain got strap 
starfish ya pussy pink pink like patrick pat 
i was putting belt to ass movin movin on da matt 
n off the matt nigga speaking wrong 
bet it get em whacked 
fell in love wit codine seals seals all i crack 
im in da paint paint paint paint paint like im shaq

u kno u ain’t banging shit this rlly real 
i’m off the x off the x pill 
so i kan fell alive i could really fkn kill rn 
ya cuz will really die 
tote twin mags dat bitch will eat rn

no hints

revivedej