PROD. SACHY

Lyrics :

Chillin
Where the fuck my Relx at bruh?
Pass that shit
I need that

(Sayiid? Sayiid? Sayiid!)

Aye, look
I stay “Out The Way” cuz I’m finna hit 100k
And I talk to myself on these tracks look up “runaway / stay up”
Niggas can’t dress put it on on a bummy day 
This 3.5 gon send you to Pluto the dummi way 

Niggas some clowns and I don’t mean the funny way
You get cropped out the frame with no vision the cutaway 
You ain’t made you no song or no bread, what you done today? 
They know me I’m gon get to it one or the other way 

Ain’t no time to be wasted on this side 
Way money jump I’ll see you on the flip side
Try to ride the wave and get hit with a riptide 
Double seal that lil bag and make sure that it’s zip tied

Get it?
Make sure that the zip tied 
Can’t catch up to me but I know niggas been tried
Running this shit for too long know I been tired 
End of the day either way imma “GET MINES!”

And I tell em to go get yo shit too
You can’t walk in these shoes they won’t fit you 
Tell me you broke, why you think imma fix you?
Run that verse back couple times till it hit you 

Don’t want 1 so I think imma pick two 
This that numb so I think imma drink two
Ain’t finna cuff why you think imma link you
Get outta jam staying tac imma think through

Got my foot in the door so they letting me walk in 
Shoutout gang know forever we locked in
Pockets get tight when you bringing them knots in
Stay cutting up we don’t never get boxed in

kkeem gon pull up in coupe for the hop in
Stay on the clock but we don’t never clock in 
Make a few hits then I’ll see what’s the plots twin
Whole squad playing the field like they dropped in

Stay “Out The Way” cuz I’m finna hit 100k
I talk to myself on these tracks look up “runaway / stay up”
Niggas can’t dress put it on on a bummy day 
This 3.5 gon send you to Pluto the dummi way 

Niggas some clowns and I don’t mean the funny way
You get cropped out the frame with no vision the cutaway 
You made you no song or no bread what you done today 
They know me I’m gon get to it one or the other way 

(Sayiid? Sayiid? Sayiid!)

GET MINES!

PROD. SACHY x 22NATE

Lyrics: 

*Sayiid*

Yeah
22 Nate and sachy
Lets be honest nigga, who finna stop me?
Nigga try Test me we leave em like em Johnny 
Bro got 2ks I aint talking no Ronnie

Hilfiger (He’ll Figure) it out when I pull out the Tommy 
They love the kid like I’m Tecca Romani
Rainbow type money call that Murakami 

In the dark go (Darko) like they calling me Donnie
Know I’m a real titan like Thouxanbanfauni
I stay on my pivot so niggas cant knock me
And stay automatic so niggas cant block me

They know I got Juice so I can’t let em Pac me 
Gotta stay tac we don’t never move sloppy
We slide for the goal but we ain’t playing hockey
Need my shit A$AP to the top like I’m rocky 

Onna court bro set a screen and I drive in
I said kill the lights either way I be shining
From the “CITY OF ANGELS!” we on demon timing
Call up kkeem made a flip cuz you know he grinding

She gon do what I said BB belt on me Simon
3.5 Connected this shit got me flying
Know the team onna field they front line like the lineman
Either way we gon get out the jam cuz we sliding

*kkeem*

Feel like 03 cuz I never be folding
They say I’m the one but im not feeling chosen
Sip on a potion it’s getting me frozen
Stuck on my grind I been causing commotion 
 I would slide your block but the whip I’m in stolen
AUG bitch that’s my favorite slogan
Applying the pressure do shit that’s unspoken
Hop on my wave but tsunami the ocean

Is you fucking with me? I’m not fucking with you
Raf Simons the jeans but red bottom the shoes
Need packs? I got plenty they sticking like glue
I’m in major leagues and this shit my debut

One day I’mma make it I’m stacking my bread
Lately been lazy my mom on my head
Fuck bout a bitch why I left her on read
She wanted my love I love money instead

*JuicyTheKid*

JuicyTheKid
Shit getting hot so I gotta stay cool with this shit
Usually business
Only way we gon talk cuz the team we all soon to be rich

Lost angel, I’mma find me a way
Tryna find an exit, I was stuck in a maze
Got a lot of people, telling me play it safe
I ain’t tryna hear it, saying fuck what you say

What are we doing today?
Hit up Sayiid, told him I’m on the way
Bitch I ain’t new to the game
Been up in this shit I’mma do it all day
 Like woo
Aye  
Asking my momma forgot that’s what I do
Shit getting cold I’mma sneeze achoo (at you)
Small little gap and I went right through
(Right through, aye)

CITY OF ANGELS! (FT. KKEEM & JUICYTHEKID)

prod sachy

Lyrics : 

They said keep it going you been going to damn crazy 
I’m gon wake up brush my teeth and get a bag that’s way 2 daily 
I Know the speed said 55 but I’m on road I push 180 
So I’m gon throwthe whip in sport know we gon push in that Mercedes 
Benz 

Bro nem said we got the bnb I told her slide yo friends
Like bro said he get money but we know he playing pretend 
I been said I need my cheese like shoot the feds I need my ends
Pass the puffco or the Dutch cuz I’m not tryna smoke no pen 

LA pop up got the bag now gang nem up og Revenge
Strawberry Mansion Rick my fashion niggas know that I rock gems 
Arrowhead we dropped 2 racks up on 3 bags getting Benjamins
Nigga said that we trespassing I said fuck em ump the fence 

Try to cuff me said we lucky I said bitch we ain’t no friends 
2020 on bro whip so you can’t see up out my lens
If it’s up I said it stuck and I ain’t tryn make no ammends 
Money rubber it come back the way I’m stacking up these bands 

Twin
Look
And I ain’t never done
NIggas act like bitches bitches nigga you yo momma son
Nike feet I get the check not tripping you gon fall or sum
Know shit ain’t been the same its OD lame so I cant promise nun

Know you the type warm up the bench then said that you gon ball or some
Checkerboard my feet we turning up jump off the walls or sum
Y’all ain’t get cheese like every week try hit the mall or sum
And I’m the type stay out the way phone dnd don’t call or nun

I said I’m keeping my head down I play it cool and I ain’t trippen
Know I told the gang keep working till we up but they ain’t listen
Already know that we get older shit get different now we drifting 
Tunnel vision in position way too focused on the mission
AUG

Strawberry Mansion

prod cullen

Lyrics :

Really ain’t no telling 
Like when they ask what I do I say music is all that I’m selling 
I’m steady excelling
I’m on the way to the top ain’t no telling just where I be heading 

I ain’t never stressing I’m good
Imma do what I can Imma do what I could
Always 10 toes down imma step understood
Just because that you can doesn’t mean that you should 

Listen 
Listen 
Listen
Listen
Listen
You on team you get put in position 
We almost there we completing the mission
Stay out the way mia never missing

We never missing we back in that action 
And we the racers on road with the traction 
Throw it in sport and we nascar dashing 
Way too tact ain’t no way that I’m crashing 

Over lasting
Stay with the fashion 
Chrome Heart zip I went Strawberry Mansion 
Know that I’m passing 
Ran up the fastest 
It ain’t take much only time and the practice 
Stay steady gassing 
Dutch white ashing 
Ain’t coming first but I know that I’m lasting 
Know that I’m having 
808s clapping 
Call up the kid when you tryn make it happen 

Yeah
What you need? Cuz we do it 
They know I’m the one so I’m tryna get 2 it 
I got tunnel vision they know I get through it 
Ain’t fuck with the verse then I gotta redo it 

Know I on game like I already knew it 
They like what I do and they like what I’m doing 
Steady chase chicken on road we pursuing 
The real motion boys we the one with the movement 

Really ain’t no telling 
Like when they ask what I do I say music is all that I’m selling 
I’m steady excelling
I’m on the way to the top ain’t no telling just where I be heading 

I ain’t never stressing I’m good
Imma do what I can Imma do what I could
Always 10 toes down imma step understood
Just because that you can doesn’t mean that you should

Ain't No Tellin

prod no id

Lyrics : 

And I’m geeking 
I spent 2 seasons at the 4 seasons
And I’m speeding
I know you can hear it screaming 
It’s a red key, Trackhawk not a-
No it’s not a demon 

Aye

And I’m geeking 
I spent 2 seasons at the 4 seasons
And I’m speeding
I know you can hear it screaming 
It’s a RED KEY! 
Trackhawk not a demon
It’s a AP
Seen yo wrist it look anemic 
That’s yo bitch?
Why she looking at me like she fiending 
Why she need me?
Seen me on stage and she seen my wrist it’s started gleaming 
Seen my wrist it started gleaming 

Gas pedal to the floor 
Push the engine all the way shit
Staying out the way 
New year same me that’s how I came in
I can’t trust a hoe I never keep a main bitch
Juicy, Mati, and Sayiid up in the stu we making hits
The fuck do you know bout this shit
We always keep it pushing 
We in the booth ain’t shit gon piss me off
That’s how I’m coming
I keep it true, you fucking with me now?
All of a sudden
I got them suckers hate on me 
Cause I’m doing something 

Aye
Yeah
It ain’t no point, I’m proven 
Hop in Merce, open the turbo, and you know I’m moving 
Grateful what I got cuz I know life it ain’t no picking and choosing 
Steady taking dubs cuz I remember back when I was losing 

Is you moving left or right? 
Cuz this shit get confusing 
Eenie minie moe when it come down yo bitch gon 
get to choosing 
Really its whatever call up Scum and we gon get into it 
Niggas ain’t got motion, when we see them they be barely moving 

Yeezy slides for all my fam cuz they be really sliding 
Watch for who you feeding they just round you for the plate provided 
Know I’m staying tac I watch my back and I’m gon stay on timing 
Hop up in the track the red key with me so the charger whining 

Scum just got new 1 of 1, you ain’t know he designing?
BB on my belt they move on say so they call me Simon 
Bailey got a brand red dot we gon find who hiding 
Speeding on the i210 lane switching inna Porsche Cayman

And I’m geeking 
I spent 2 seasons at the 4 seasons
And I’m speeding
I know you can hear it screaming 
It’s a red key, Trackhawk not a…

RED KEY! (with Mati & JuicyTheKid)

Mr mr

prod jean parker

Lyrics : 

Stay moving different 
King like a misfit 
Better take up yo chance or you missed it
It ain’t broken don’t fix it 
Better go risk it
Shit ain’t working then come different and switch it 
Play your position 
Complete the mission
I went up it just took a lil minute 
Least I can say that I did it
And they know that I’m him but won’t never admit it

Nowadays kinda hard to get close 
Do I walk onna beat? Or the float?
Y’all get the least when you doing most
And I can’t never trip on the way that it’s goes

I live life with the cons and the pros 
Won’t be the same if I’m not with the bros 
We in the back rolling thrax on the low
We on the stage and you back in the row 

We got the bag and we back in the glow 
Y’all hate on the swag but pull up to the show 
Mihara stepping got racks on the flo
I got niggas on go, what you need? Send the lo

I get you right I just a location
Yesterday price not the same inflation
Situating every situation
Stay down it’s gon take a lil patience 

Yeah 

We having money conversations
We having money conversating
So no I can’t deal with all the hating

I know this life is for the taking 
Married the money yes I’m taken
If I cant get it then I’m taking

Yeah
I’m taking whatever I need
M Sport Beamer pull off with the speed
2019 it ain’t come with no key 

You want a handout ain’t coming from me 
Nothing in life finna come for the free
All I’m asking is keep it hunnid with me 
While the CTS-V whining like it’s on E

Stay moving different 
King like a misfit 
Better take up yo chance or you missed it
It ain’t broken don’t fix it 
Better go risk it
Shit ain’t working then come different and switch it 
Play your position 
Complete the mission
I went up it just took a lil minute 
Least I can say that I did it
And they know that I’m him but won’t never admit it

Can’t admit that I’m him
Know every time Imma go for the win
3.5 exotic not smoking no trim 
I got a new play pass it off to my twin 

Pull up to wherever you at you at drop a pin
Can’t hit the dap cuz ain’t you even kin
Bro keep a red saber Kylo Ren
And I’m doing it twice just to do it again

And I’m coming different
You niggas not hitting like me 
And I’m on a mission
I stay on the field I ain’t wearing no cleats
I can’t even listen
So why would you think that I wanna do a feat?
They been acting distant 
I can’t even tell you who real on the team

Almost There, I Promise

Say Less (with Mati & JuicyTheKid)

prod. cashtribejak

lyrics :

Sayiid? Sayiid? Sayiid!

Pour the whole pint in a 20oz sipping
I been off a two on my two, I ain’t tripping
Why you ask if I hear you? I can’t even listen
Know I’m on mission getting money in any condition

I’m drifting these polkadots good for the healing 
Know they got me chilling 
But I can’t be chilling when I’m tryna run up a million 
I’m facing another 3.5 for the feeling 

I been playing the game for long need a reset
Been in the stu for a week and ain’t sleep yet 
She be pissing me off 3pm she ain’t eat yet 
Said that she waiting for me to like that lil post I ain’t peep yet 

I ain’t want it now you got it said keep that 
Got a new bitch to tell me lay the seat back
Why you thinking that I do, I don’t need that 
Been going crazy run it back repeat that 

And I been going crazy I’m up again
You ain’t no competition don’t know what you up against 
Why you flexing? You been acting tough again 
I got junkies still hitting my phone for the stuff again 

Riding the wave and water getting rough again
Put your two cents roll the dice try your luck again
Get out the jam or you niggas getting stuck again
And I’m back in that mode where I don’t give a fuck again

Pour the whole pint in a 20oz sipping
I been off a two on my two, I ain’t tripping
Why you ask if I hear you? I can’t even listen
Know I’m on mission getting money in any condition

I’m drifting these polkadots good for the healing 
Know they got me chilling 
But I can’t be chilling when I’m tryna run up a million 
I’m facing another 3.5 for the feeling 

Know my flow like the whip cuz it’s over-performing
Imma get through the rain like even when it’s storming 
It’s 3 in the morning
And I’m still recording, pressure!
M Sport Beamer flooring to wherever 
I need go
If I get to the bread then I feed the bro
What you need Imma speed I just need the lo
If you want me then prove that you need it tho
We on game play it cool on sum we don’t know 

Check the stats think we up on sum 3 and 0
You ain’t want her I don’t want her neither bro 
You on game tryna know what you really know 
I ain’t tripping in life gotta give and go
Roll another tryna see what’s it hitting fo
You try do it like but I’m different tho
You try do it like but I’m different tho

Yeah
You try do it like me but I’m 
Sayiid? Sayiid? Sayiid!

Ain't No Tellin

Sayiid

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