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Cat n Mouse ( Get silly ) w/ Lass0

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DIRTY [treci]

step outside in #strangeWeather bet u feel it too...
Music Video: https://youtu.be/V_t5J1tDpxo?si=Sb3ZyYOFy_iyZGaF
--Lyrics--
Still seeing visions that you can’t relate to 
Mix the drugs and the hate call it pain too
See your own bro snake you bet it’s painful 
Now your trust gone and your hoe unfaithful 
Keep your head cool, It’s okay dude
Stack your money tall
Nobody can check you
When it all falls down (when it all falls down)
When it all falls down (when it all falls down)
It’s only you (only you)
It’s only you (it’s only you)
It’s only you
It’s only you

Yeah
Tell that hoe to check up
I’m only getting better 
I fly with different feathers I can not be with you
I step outside in strange weather bet you feel it too 
Never knew that I’d be different but I’m seeing through
All the fake shit and the snake shit 
What you trying to get into, what’s your language?

Still seeing visions that you can’t relate to 
Mix the drugs and the hate call it pain too
See your own bro snake you bet it’s painful 
Now your trust gone and your hoe unfaithful 
Keep your head cool, It’s okay dude
Stack your money tall
Nobody can check you
When it all falls down (when it all falls down)
When it all falls down (when it all falls down)
It’s only you (only you)
It’s only you (it’s only you)
It’s only you (it’s only you)
It’s only you (it’s only you)

#strangeWeather [joolxy+zachcs] *MV on YOUTUBE*

First Strike (Prod. Killer Ram x L)

Life's A Bitch, Get Her Flowers

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prod. JDollaProd

lyrics:
my niggas pull up with muhfuckin sticks we talking bout blicks not branches
when it come to my people i always break bread i split up my check into rations
we gon put in that work till we balling on niggas you gon see us posted in mansions   
at this point ion even be rapping on niggas i get on the mic and spit captions

at this point we dont even be beefing wit niggas we finding the lo spin the block
catch him lacking in public we jumping that nigga put beats on his ass like young chop
she like rip get on the track and he spaz i told her i do that a lot
pulling up to the function we something like soda we finna make the shit pop

take a hit of exotic im floating like andrew tate im up in the matrix
i was alread faded but bro had the blunt so i had said fuck it and faced it
any nigga that hated they left in the dust and now that im up they gon hate this
book a flight and im taking yo hoe on vacation taking her out for a day trip

two big guns in my waist its two of them nines they thinking im big smoke
i was up in the studio making them hits im tryna get rich for my kinfolk
cant imagine i get on the net and i hate but look at my bank and im still broke
i had hit it again and again and she wanna go more this hoe is a nympho

my niggas pull up with muhfuckin sticks we talking bout blicks not branches
when it come to my people i always break bread i split up my check into rations
we gon put in that work till we balling on niggas you gon see us posted in mansions   
at this point ion even be rapping on niggas i get on the mic and spit captions

captions

--Lyrics--
Yeah 
I step in this bitch and I don’t play (don’t play)
I had to go run it and get it back (back)
I fucked up my money on parlays 
22 leg bet I’m on bullshit 
OK fuck
I got to cool it I’m testing my luck 
I start to see things, feel like I’m Raven Symone  
Seeing the future is spooky as fuck
I got to lock in, I got to win big 
I want the money to spread like an Excel sheet 
I need some fine shyt to come over here, get down on her knees and rub my feet 
yeah yeah yeah 

Can a nigga not get his feet rubbed or something?
Ok, listen, I need the mary to pop in 
Something like Mary Poppins 
Yes I’m talking marijuana
Can you niggas not lock in?
I feel like Dirk Nowitzki 
(hold on why you say that?)
I don’t know why I said that but I know that nigga won an MVP
And that’s what I see in me 
Throw me the ball, I shoot my three 
I’m a real ball hog, I ain’t passing the ball 
I make it my mission to carry my team 


Yeah  
I step in this bitch and I don’t play (don’t play)
I had to go run it and get it back (back)
I fucked up my money on parlays 
22 leg bet I’m on bullshit 
OK fuck
I got to cool it I’m testing my luck 
I start to see things, feel like I’m Raven Symone  
Seeing the future is spooky as fuck
I got to lock in, I got to win big 
I want the money to spread like an Excel sheet 
I need some fine shyt to come over here, get down on her knees and rub my feet 
yeah yeah yeah 

peaceful parlay [pk+13shadoww+Zxayy]

This hole in my soul keeps growing 

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