new shit i'm out, they was saying free me now we out turn up

Archangel (prod.bra1z)

lyrics:
I got two twin Glocks
you can run it too
we spin to his place
I'm man of the year
He's not playing with locks
this gun in her face
ain't paying for your shit
need more money in here
a bad bunny from Playboy
come home before they destroy
can't ever save a tear
put dem niggas ina grave
told her don't fuck it up
I ain't giving u a buck
living up to tell many lies
my cup was back on me 


she ain't fell for me
don't be a lame nigga
u blame most the bros
never look in my eyes
the hoes out being sad
told that bitch post up
hold my bands for me
can't trust a bold girl
we run our hands up
spend a rack on shoes
freed my Brodie outta jail
we making out the exit
took a playgirl to town
we don't switch with pounds
she went down with it
shawty play with my rounds
fleeing my way to LA
can't just shoot a snitch
finna mail him in heaven
didn't even intent to care



I got two twin Glocks
you can run it too
we spin to his place
I'm man of the year
He's not playing with locks
this gun in her face
ain't paying for your shit
need more money in here
a bad bunny from Playboy
come home before they destroy
can't ever save a tear
put dem niggas ina grave
told her don't fuck it up
I ain't giving u a buck
living up to tell many lies
my cup was back on me


out on all plats:

https://open.spotify.com/track/3v3cjCwPVm1s1bizi5kfrd?si=m7jCuNnCQFGNQdCROZVUHQ


https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=X-zAVfbkFfM



https://youtu.be/mvTbTILHCnI?si=UFG35SMZfK0FDETy





twin glocks

twin glocks [dvrkness13]

Every day, the yearning to be with her grows stronger, an insatiable desire that lingers like a constant ache in my heart. The mere thought of her consumes me, painting vivid scenes of a shared future filled with laughter, warmth, and the pitter-patter of little feet. She is the epitome of everything I've ever longed for, and the prospect of building a life with her is an indescribable yearning that intensifies with each passing moment. Yet, amidst the allure of our envisioned journey, I can't help but notice the shadows of her insecurities cast upon her radiant spirit. She, who captivates my every sense, battles with doubts about her body and looks. It pains me to see the beauty she possesses elude her own perception. In my eyes, she is perfection personified, and I would willingly bear any burden to convince her of the profound love and admiration I hold for her. For her, I would move mountains, overcome any obstacle, and embrace the depths of vulnerability because, in her, I find a love so profound that the very thought of losing her is a daily affliction I am willing to endure.

Prod: trynacommunicate x thislandis

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lyrics:


I'm having a good Friday tonight
niggas ain't ready for no smoke
his ass might go broke today
pass the money to your bitch
she ain't fuck which is true
phoney hoe tryna text my line
he's finna duck on these hands
we ain't light up no wood
I'm next to shine in here
I've just got my bands up
wassup nigga, throw up my ones (yeah)
I'm boutta go near a store (bitch)
she's not about to sue me
they wanna be clones of me


same ex-friend wanting to lie
came to spend time eating pie 
free my slime from this shit
my fans are chanting my title
your mans ain't beating me up
three glocks in my fucking strap
I had my squad get lit
got little cash from the trap
I didn't crash the wheel yet
I feel like keeping my locks
he knows niggas sleeping on me
she went to sucking my dick   
they mad I extent my payroll
cannot catch me with my stick
fifth ice on my own wrist


watch how I bring hoes down
write their names in a list
this shows I'm the best king
pay the price for a feature
I got the guap my way
can't really miss like I'm future
strike them with my tally (win it)
go west in my rally (pin the location)
bunch of lames on my block
white girl took me to lunch
she's keeping all my racks tho
I'm in town with my stacks
you have stole my small bank
I could never trust no nigga
don't got time to save rose



I'm having a good Friday tonight
niggas ain't ready for no smoke
his ass might go broke today
pass the money to your bitch
she ain't fuck which is true
phoney hoe tryna text my line
he's finna duck on these hands



mixing and mastering by me
written lyrics by me



@selectionongod
@brokeboytaylor

good friday

good friday [brokeboytaylor]

lyrics

slide w a chop
bitch we in all black
black mask yeah bitch we is on that
poppin blue pills forget where the sun at
emo bitch fell in love wit a skull mask
why is u mad 
yk u a link
big diamonds got V on my teeth
classy ho cant fw a treesh
she screamin at me cuz i buy everything
love nd hate w g6s
cuz when she off them she be using her teeth
yall call me emo but emo is internet money
go get yo mans up n tell him get motion
bitch cuz valentines comin
dont try me lil bitch i'll turn nothing to something
heartagrams and black hearts on my dam chain
might js go nd spend 10 on yo main thang
762 hit his body blow yo brain frame
im both emo and got internet motion but it's not the same thing
i can never love nobody
she say its the look in my eye
look at my eyes the old me jus died
look at my eyes they red cuz im fried
God i always hate it when you cry
upgrade da glock are u ready to die?
push up on me u a lame
bitch im outside everyday
blueberry backwood ts got me baked
look at my eyes i look like i wanna die
opp pack i smoke to the face
feel like im runnin a race
yea im tweakin bih got my laced
internet money got internet gwuap
steroid boots yeah go kick rocks
spittin these bars n it come from the top
u gon get packed up bitch ina box

enternet money (prod. kissa)

CVS [dowy]

want me too (prod. og abi)

U Crashing I'm Cashing (Prod.88)

All Star

Morphite #ABFO #ABowlFullof (prod: prodslain)

Martin (feat. 1Magok) (prod. bestq)

𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑑𝑒 🔒

twin glocks [dvrkness13]

𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒

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