in the cut n i got a pistol 
hawk that nigga down we wont miss em
we got ARs hit like missiles
bitch a thot hoe i cant kiss her
all my niggas down we wit it
all my niggas down we gon get em
too much codeine im sippin
i was like walter up in that kitchen
nigga talk down go to war
i get whatever i want in the store
gettin racks but i need more
ill never cash out on a whore
too many percs inside my system
ion think i could take anymore
yea we pulled up on that nigga
leavin body fluids on the floor
ufo lil bitch it mean sum
my shooter he gon bleed sum
and anybody i ever lost in my life
i aint need em
ima keep on doin my lil shit for my ppl
ima paranoid ass nigga they knock on my door
i shoot thru the peephole
u on instagram sayin u gon take my life
boy come n do sum
n everywhere i go i gotta take my pipe
i cant move wrong
rlly thought that i could trust in my bitch
but i got proved wrong
n now im fuckin this supermodel bitch
but i cant move on
no i cant move on from u
i got my gun on me lil nigga
dont reach for my neck cus ill shoot
got that ARP in my pants 
im quick to turn a nigga to soup
my shooter he too teed he off that white
that shit look like glue
in the cut n i got a pistol 
hawk that nigga down we wont miss em
we got ARs hit like missiles
bitch a thot hoe i cant kiss her
all my niggas down we wit it
all my niggas down we gon get em
too much codeine im sippin
i was like walter up in that kitchen

missiles (prod. idk)

fuck that shit had 2 get my money long
ion give a fuck i like bein alone
n im takin all these drugs to the dome
got this gun in case a nigga feelin bold
it dont matter what i go thru
i wont fold
im done trippin bout a bitch
that shit old
choppa fold a nigga up like some clothes
trapstar of the year
im beatin up the road
hold my head high
gotta keep my composure
do not hit me up if u need some closure
u kept on fuckin up when i already told ya
i fucked up too i blame the both of us

but i thought u wanted us
i thought what we had was love
but that shit wasnt love
that shit was just lust
thats all it was
and it dont matter who i fuck
yea u fucked up my trust
im tryna put it in the past
so i keep on sippin on this mud
i keep on doin all these drugs
but that shit dont help
im still stuck in hell
i hate how hard i fell

fuck that shit had 2 get my money long
ion give a fuck i like bein alone
n im takin all these drugs to the dome
got this gun in case a nigga feelin bold
it dont matter what i go thru
i wont fold
im done trippin bout a bitch
that shit old
choppa fold a nigga up like some clothes
trapstar of the year
im beatin up the road
hold my head high
gotta keep my composure
do not hit me up if u need some closure
u kept on fuckin up when i already told ya
i fucked up too i blame the both of us

composure (prod. idk)

Oceanlove (prod. Me)

outta town wit my bitch 
just put a couple thousand on my wrist
pull up on that nigga
he gon get shot in his shit
wit my gang up in this hoe nigga
u know we totin sticks
n we dont give a fuck what u talkin bout
we pull up nigga we rock it out

nigga we gon shoot it up
we never tryna talk it out
ufo my gang
nigga we pull up 
n we hoppin out
pull up we gon strike em down
inna streets it aint no time out
nigga its my time now
bad bitch wit her tongue out
i do this for my thugs yea
do this for my brudda
do ths for my mother yea
know we only got each other

me n brodie gon hop out on foot
whole lotta bands no i aint no rook
whole lotta bands got yo bitch shook
diamonds on me got yo bitch took
got that heat on me its tucked
nigga i dont give no fuck
ufo my gang
nigga we hoppin out them big ol trucks

utta town wit my bitch 
just put a couple thousand on my wrist
pull up on that nigga
he gon get shot in his shit
wit my gang up in this hoe nigga
u know we totin sticks
n we dont give a fuck what u talkin bout
we pull up nigga we rock it out

nigga we gon shoot it up
we never tryna talk it out
ufo my gang
nigga we pull up 
n we hoppin out
pull up we gon strike em down
inna streets it aint no time out
nigga its my time now
bad bitch wit her tongue out
i do this for my thugs yea
do this for my brudda
do ths for my mother yea
know we only got each other

outta town (prod. safety_interlude)

(its like when u alone u just focus on what u wanna do)
(lately i just keep thinkin bout u)
(n ion rlly know what to do bout it)

{esra ur an alien?}

im in vip
n im way too fuckin geeked
got my lemon squeeze
shoot em if he try to reach
he cant even breathe
lil nigga dead yea he 6 feet
im just doin my lil shit
hope they remember me

hit em wit a lotta shit 
he eatin 223s
nigga shouldnt be poppin it
if he aint gon shoot like me
bitch im walkin up on niggas
ion shoot from deep
yea yo bitch fuck for the free
yuh she a 403

i been this way for so long yea
think its somethin wrong yea
think im stuck on ya
i hope u hear this song yuh
i hope u hear what i say
damn how the times change

these percs i pop em everyday yuh
think i cant change yea
think i cant be saved
cus im stuck up in my ways

its been so hard yea
i got no heart left
u left me heartless
yuh
u left me broken
bitches tryna fw me now
cus i got motion
yuh
walk in they like oh shit
ufo the cult yea
u know who the bros is
yuh sippin red like roses
i feel like moses
i know im chosen
i know im the chosen one

im in vip
n im way too fuckin geeked
got my lemon squeeze
shoot em if he try to reach
he cant even breathe
lil nigga dead yea he 6 feet
im just doin my lil shit
.hope they remember me.

missiles (prod. idk)

ufo esra

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