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Still Chose You (feat. Brady)

dshyne ~ pretty hoes (p. senzuwtf)

Written By: @fuckdshyne
Mixed and Mastered by: @fuckdshyne
Prouduced By: @fuckdshyne + sxcrifice

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[Lyrics]

[Chrous]
I can’t do this no mo’
Not at all, not at all, not at all
Tears on my face, know you wanna see me fall
See me fall, losing it all
Yuh, ion got no hope
Doing this shit for my lil bro
Fa-Fa, nigga upping up the sco’
Ha-ha, nigga actin like it’s jokes
Had to tell that hoe I can’t post yuh
Told my brudda slide, he like oh yuh
I done put that bitch in go-goyard
I done told my nephew go hard

[Pre Verse]
This side, that side
She wan’ fuck round’ with my gang
Yuh, bitch I’m feeling like I’m Sosa
Got a big stick going bang
Like Cobain
Like a zombie, give me brain
Niggas lame, not the same
I can’t change, on my gang

[Verse]
I can not fall down
Got steppas all around
They wan’ steal my swag, yuh they wan’ steal my sound
And my pockets big bitch, and it got some pounds
With my nigga run shot down
Lost my soul, bitch it’s found
Im a king bitch where’s my crown
Yuh, know you hate it
Bullets red like Satan
I can’t cry about this shit, bitch I never made it
Damn, this nigga basic
Bitch I’m paper-chasing
Niggas talk behind yo back, I’m like bitch just say it

[Bridge]
Yuh, dropping em off like D.E.O
I get that bag like a C.E.O
Yuh, my bitch Spanish, she so cold she say “hace frio”
Yuh, and I’m keeping shit a hunnid
Huh, popping shit off with my cousin
Yuh, bitch we sliding no discussion 
Bitch I can not fail
Bitch I been a dog
I can’t tuck my tail
I can’t sell my soul
I can’t go to hell
I’m all on that block
Bitch I got Milly no Rock
Yuh, I walk around with a glock
She put a sticker all on my-

[Hook]
Bitch put a sticker on my glock
Sticka-sticka on my glock, glock
Sticker on my-
Sticka-sticka on my (gun cockback x2)
Bitch put a sticker on my glock

[Pre Chrous]
Bitch you walk in, you get shot
Ballin like 2k, got this shit on lock
They like Dshyne you don’t got this on lock
They like Dshyne why you flop, I’m like bitch I can not flop
They like Dshyne when you gon drop, bitch I only drop on opps
I get a bag, run it up no stop
Niggas be feds, can’t fuck with no cops
Tryna see my top, tell that bitch gimme top
And they want me dead but I cannot rot (Ah, cmere)

[Chrous]
I can’t do this no mo’
Not at all, not at all, not at all
Tears on my face, know you wanna see me fall
See me fall, losing it all
Yuh, ion got no hope
Doing this shit for my lil bro
Fa-Fa, nigga upping up the sco’
Ha-ha, nigga actin like it’s jokes
Had to tell that hoe I can’t post yuh
Told my brudda slide, he like oh yuh
I done put that bitch in go-goyard
I done told my nephew go hard

soul [p. me + sxcrifice]

written by: @hatecejay
mixed and mastered by: @hatecejay
produced by: @717angels

lyrics:
bitch im tryn walk out the sto
too many bags my hoe gotta carry it
you niggas is not my bros
dont send me yo tape i promise aint hearin it
feel like i got way too rich
im whippin a ghost it feel like a chariot
dont talk bout the 4s i pour
the cup in yo hand gone leave you delirious

i promise ill stay out the way
if you niggas stay out the state
aint touchin on pape
niggas tryn blame it on fate
any reason not to hate
i cant relate
bitch im the one no debate
all that i do is create
i care bout the cake
so ima stay out the way
im doin it for yo sake

you niggas aint never touched on maaje
im lyin this percy aint for my pain
dont ice out my watches i keep mine plane
i need a new hoe i cant keep mine sane

i need a new how i cant keep mine sane

no i cannot
no i cannot fold 
no i do not troll
dont fuck the same bitches
same hoes went and got old
ask her if she fw me
without the fame
not so
if they wouldnt fw me
without the change
they not bro

bitch im tryn walk out the sto
too many bags my hoe gotta carry it
you niggas is not my bros
dont send me yo tape i promise aint hearin it
feel like i got way too rich
im whippin a ghost it feel like a chariot
dont talk bout the 4s i pour
the cup in yo hand gone leave you delirious

i promise ill stay out the way
if you niggas stay out the state
aint touchin on pape
niggas tryn blame it on fate
any reason not to hate
i cant relate
bitch im the one no debate
all that i do is create
i care bout the cake
so ima stay out the way
im doin it for yo sake

carry it

Prod maybe rxizpalmer or wakeupfilthy beats be stolen

NARCISSISTIC

produced by clvr
mixed by rika
mastered by rika

talk to me. (ALL PLATS)

Beat by Sickboi

~lyrics
It’s just a scratch baby
You don’t need to cry to me (I don’t care)
(Well don’t cry x3)
You told me I’m f****d up 
I’ll keep that in mind
Can’t do shi right
The Melodie’s wrong 
I think I’m crazy (I k***d that girl)
I’m hearing to much I just need to heal 
I’m hearing to much I just need to heal 
I can’t even breathe I’ll just hold that shi in
Do we got a problem girl I can solve it
Girl I’ll f*** ur mother but that’s out of pocket

It’s just a scratch (experimental)

Not Officially Cleared.

A love song I recorded in Atlanta after a really bad argument. One of my favorite collaborations with Lovegravity

SLIMETIME

SELUMA

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