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im gonna play you baby girl i cant lie
keep keeping these secret and she wanna know why
i know you wanna date her but im her new guy
i know that she thinks about me every time that she cries

they want what they cant have thats why they all up on me
told her im couting money racks dollars in my sleep
she thought it was the ac when the money bounter beeped
used be down and broke now all these hoes up all on me

was a trend to hate on me
now i get bands in my sleep
make sure all my homies eat
rockstar life suvie my jeans
making plays that you dont see

and i cant lie i got up
got money got purple inside my cup
got money got racks i got them bucks
not talkin sex girl i am stuck
all i can do is stack it up

cant catch a case gotta catch these dubs
lil bro caught a case thats so fucked up
he wanna be me told him tough luck
they hating dead broke no lie that sucks

couldnt relate got a mansion and im doing great
got a bad bitch she rich she cute and she got hella cake
eating good got a stack of racks beside my plate
couldnt fuck with lames they hate and they be hella fake


yeah i just spent 400 on some jeans
bad bitch love me she wanna link
racks so tall they fill up a sink

im dating your slut while ur playing for keeps
my stacks going up your stocks taking leaps
in into that money lil bro into feet

i know she go crazy whenever she eats
i know gabe go crazy when makin these beats
im eatin eddies lil bro eating treats
smoking that gas and im in up in the trees


cant fuck with no lame hoes
cant stick with these lame bros
on my own stack up this dough

stack this dough add to my bag
he wanna try me pull up with the mags
and my girl mad cause i wont hit her back

i cant lie thats real sad
focused on checks yeah focused on racks
he said wya but im beating it back
sorry lil bro cant gettin her back

im gonna play you baby girl i cant lie
keep keeping these secret and she wanna know why
i know you wanna date her but im her new guy
i know that she thinks about me every time that she cries

they want what they cant have thats why they all up on me
told her im couting money racks dollars in my sleep
she thought it was the ac when the money bounter beeped
used be down and broke now all these hoes up all on me

Player prod. Gabby

everytime i leave you cry and
cant hold me wont say goodbye and 
left on read I dunno why cant
save you from my love my lies dont
tell me what I need im fine  

this is more than just a love story
slam the door cant let you hurt me
dont lie i knew you adore me

i used to love u
but how can i trust you 
used to adore you
couldnt ignore you

you tore my heart in two
didnt even know what I should do
now that ive moved on you i see wanna come through
i know but baby girl im up so stop  you loose

and every time you spread a lie you silence the truth

every time i come around (come around)
you got me feelin like a mess (like a mess)
like a lamb to the slaughter
i keep fallin but now i begin faulter
you say that you love me you're a fuckin liar
deception n all the lies im fuckin tired
i begin to think "like why'd i fuckin bother?"

everytime i leave you cry and
cant hold me wont say goodbye and 
left on read I dunno why cant
save you from my love my lies dont
tell me what I need im fine

this is more than just a love story
slam the door cant let you hurt me
dont lie i knew you adore me

Everytime Ft Blvir prod. Gabby

yall niggas aint tied
trip on ya laces
droppin the duce yeah labbin with duke
turnin faces
hop in the coupe lets go for a loop
we finally made it 
droptop swervin fast car
nascar we winnin races

do a line for some time
dont matter i got bail
hella hoes on the line
if i post one i raise hell

she know i get around
she mad cause i never tell
hella niggas be fake
which ones u can never tell

yea im chillin w my bro, we got a headstart
yk we got ckw, we finna go far
yea why u talkin on me idk who u are
ohhh
just stop
life gets hard when ur only at the top
ohhh
and i know
i think abt u all day tell me u wont go

hop on the flow go bar for bar
shit getting a placement
blastin on the radio in the car
he think that he tough he aint gettin far
sippin on wock shit pull at my heart
she pull on my hear but i cannot claim
i hit from the back but i cannot claim
i dunno her name
most case cant claim
most case cant hang
most case these niggas be doin the same
stay in my lane its always the bag
had to cut off she said i am the dad
cant cuff cant claim cant go out sad
stay bein rich thats why they all mad

i just wanna be w u 4ever
but girl its getting hard, yea ur love it hurts
but now u got my heart, yea standing in a hearse
ohh

Going Far Ft Duke prod. Gabby

Told that girl, "Go home 'cause you are not mine"
Baddie swiped up, she like, "Boy, you so fine"
Money counter for racks, not doing one at a time
Talkin' 'bout nuns, lil bro can get the nine
Diamonds, they dance on my neck and they shine
She want an autograph, she want it signed
Told me I'm so radical, one of a kind

I got bands, drugs, love, got that curb inside my cup
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm already up
Told that girl, "No, like I can't fall in love"
Took his girl home tonight and caught a dub
Smokin' that green, yeah, that shit got me slumped
We got the power, yeah, we got the pumps

Girl, we just met, why you all on me?
Know she wanna fuck, she ain't part of the team
Chill with my gang and we off of that green
This real Wockhardd, we ain't droppin' off lean

She know she can't hang, she a cap
Everything she text me, I turn to a rap
Opps tryna catch me up, but I never lack
I'm the worldwide player, you stick to the map

Gang never switch on me, they been on
Careful you're talking, we might just spin on
She told me, "Go to hell," I said, "Bitch, I've been on"

I told her I'd see her there
Found a new man, bitch, I do not care
Many like you, but you are not rare

Hop in the cut
Chillin' with the team, we off of them drugs
Got the function blowin' up
Just took your girl, need to get your funds up

What's your gang? Throw your up
Knife to the party, someone gettin' cut up
In the cut, yeah, he froze up
Bro hit the Fenty pack, head 'bout to blow up

Model bitch hit me up, boy, where you at?
Told her, "Chasin' paper, yeah, I stay in my bag"
Can't cuff no hoe, no, I can't go out sad
But I can one-night stand, yeah, hit from the back

She fold on Gram, she can't get enough of my swag
Mans hit her up like, "Girl, where you at?"
She cannot respond 'cause I'm beatin' it back

Yeahhh
Told that girl, "Go home 'cause you are not mine"
Baddie swiped up, she like, "Boy, you so fine"
Money counter for racks, not doing one at a time
Talkin' 'bout nuns, lil bro can get the nine
Diamonds, they dance on my neck and they shine
She want an autograph, she want it signed
Told me I'm so radical, one of a kind

I got bands, drugs, love, got that curb inside my cup
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm already up
Told that girl, "No, like I can't fall in love"
Took his girl home tonight and caught a dub
Smokin' that green, yeah, that shit got me slumped
We got the power, yeah, we got the pumps

Team

And I'm like woah
Like woah
Baby girl, hold the phone
Where'd you go?
Run from the opps, gotta stay low
Stay low
Girl, watch your tone
I'll give you a call when I'm home

I'm out there all alone
I'm out there on my own
By choice, of course, I'm still up in the zone
This world so cold
And I've lended all my coats
Gotta be one of the goats
'Cause I found heat in a world so cold

Got a bag, and you know I'm finna slide
New hoe, new crib, and new ride
You know I'm chillin', and you know with O9
Got me poppin' percs, I know I won't die
I'm with my gang, and you know we finna slide
And with you here, you know I feel right
Yeah, you know I feel right

They just want all of my gold
Taught me tricks like how to fold
Outta here, I gotta go
Been the best, can't fix that mold

Will I be rich when I'm old?
All the wins, I never sold
When I'm sad, I hit the bowl
And maybe do a couple rolls

And I'm like woah
Like woah
Baby girl, hold the phone
Where'd you go?
Run from the opps, gotta stay low
Stay low
Girl, watch your tone
I'll give you a call when I'm home

I'm out there all alone
I'm out there on my own
By choice, of course, I'm still up in the zone
This world so cold
And I've lended all my coats
Gotta be one of the goats
'Cause I found heat in a world so cold

Couple rolls for the day
Stay higher than the lames
Gotta stay in my own lane
Money mine and my only
These hoes hot but can't cuff me
And there's no one above me
So high, I'm in a plane

You switched on me, you lame
Hopped on when I got fame
Not playing your games
'Cause girl, I'm not the same
I'm up now, in my bag
Wock on my jeans and they sag
I know I left and you're sad
But suck it up 'cause you've been had

You've been had
Ain't getting played for a fool
Went in, did that
And ain't shit the same, we ain't cool
I stay jetlagged
Off of the wock like a pool
You want me? Fuck that
Hope your man knows he's dating a fool

And I'm like woah
Like woah
Baby girl, hold the phone
Where'd you go?
Run from the opps, gotta stay low
Stay low
Girl, watch your tone
I'll give you a call when I'm home

I'm out there all alone
I'm out there on my own
By choice, of course, I'm still up in the zone
This world so cold
And I've lended all my coats
Gotta be one of the goats
'Cause I found heat in a world so cold

Woah ft. Ffsduke

Motion

Wocky got me moving in slow motion
cant cuff on no new bitch cause I got motion
now that im up she want me, must be jokin
meat-riders on my live, im like oh shit!

oh shit im like woah, yeah
and all these lame niggas stealing my flow, yeah
gotta take off bitch, I gotta go- yeah
and you know my bitch rocking that goyard

don't need to laugh you niggas already jokes
couldnt hop on a song so you stole all my flow
go and pack your shit up, like nigga you gotta go
im out making those bangers while you chillin at home

woah, yeah!
the money's calling better pick up the phone
diamonds shining like a mirror, yeah they're so wet
only focused on the money because im in the zone

I only get paper yeah get checks
Your girl says she loves you but she texting me when she is alone

You gotta make sure your bitch is in-check
I'm steady making stacks and you're steady in debt

Wocky got me moving in slow motion
cant cuff on no new bitch cause I got motion
now that im up she want me, must be jokin
meat-riders on my live, im like oh shit!

oh shit im like woah, yeah
and all these lame niggas stealing my flow, yeah
gotta take off bitch, I gotta go- yeah
and you know my bitch rocking that goyard

taking off in a rari, thats my fucking whip
I dont care bout what you want, hope you burn up in a ditch
You go crying back to that other guy, yeah we know that he a bitch
I don't really care, I don't really care

I know that i got alot of money, its a problem
You know that you got alot of problems, you can't solve em
123 at the end of the day its always you, running back to me

Wocky got me moving in slow motion
cant cuff on no new bitch cause I got motion
now that im up she want me, must be jokin
meat-riders on my live, im like oh shit!

oh shit im like woah, yeah
and all these lame niggas stealing my flow, yeah
gotta take off bitch, I gotta go- yeah
and you know my bitch rocking that goyard

MOTION

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Executively Produced by prod. Gabby

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Tua Lyrics

Tua, Tua, Tuaa 

She camee 
To my place for that tua

It’s Lamee
Didn’t wanna do that to ha

Things changee 
Like how’d this happen?
To us

The famee 
Did damage to
Our love

Nicolee
Wanted this beat
To-night

So you know
I had to get this shit right

Me and toe’
In the stu-uh to-night

boutta go
hater’s mad, they’ll be aight

Last night I was talking to a hit-jawn
she was kinda band so I
was tryna see what she on

Found out she was chopped…
We couldn’t hit-fa

Had to spin the block
Swiss-Cheesed with my gun cocked (I got a glock with a switch)

Yall talking bout spongebob?
cause you know that’s my dawgg (haha)

In the stu with to-BA
when this track drops it’s ova

and I’m running you ovaa 
when it hit, it hit-fa

lemme get that (hawk tua)
lemme get that (hawk tua)

She camee 
To my place for that tua

It’s Lamee
Didn’t wanna do that to ha

Things changee 
Like how’d this happen?
To us

The famee 
Did damage to
Our love

Nicolee
Wanted this beat
To-night

So you know
I had to get this shit right

Me and toe’
In the stu-uh to-night

boutta go
hater’s mad, they’ll be aight

(laughing) (we got off topic)

tua, tua, tua

shut up buddy

You're doing alot (You're doing alot)
You're doing alot (You're doing alot)
Doing alot (You're doing alot)
Chill out Bruh, you're doing alot

I miss my bump-box
But these monkey boys were doing alot
I'm rich i'll just buy another one
These niggas worse then the forbidden-jawns

My bu-tang understood me
You want aux? (tua)

Shut up buddy
Don't you ever let that nigga around
cause he always does alot
like come on bruh, you know the huzz isn't proud

(doing alot x 4)
The path is clear now, I gotta get my own
Grimen mathis in the house and he doing it alone

These monkeys really broke my bump box
All I wanna hear is a "mah bad" type jawn (doing alot)

It's too late now yall will never get aux
We were hittinfa yall wanted to recksnfa

I went to the bliningblall to clear my mind figured it was time
the nuzz blora and godking yall some opps

Straight bops, producer snapped on this one (straight bops)
Some opps, aint say sorry about the boom box (Some opps)
Told em kick rocks (Kick rocks) (You're doing a lot)
Aint give no fucks (Kick rocks) (Doing a lot)

Yall not hitting tricks like me (like me)
Told em Is it good? This nigga chowing down but aint saying shit to me (saying shit to me)

Never ask for none when you smoking that loud (x2)

You done? thassa bet let me on this blong I hit up bcasa he gang
On foenem grave I thought yall were gallila 
Turns out yall were cp9infa

I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss yall
I don't hate I just feel mMh

Angelic simulation, never coming out
I told my nigga go ahead and release that shit now

You're doing alot (Mah Bad) 
You're doing alot (Your Bad)
Doing alot (You're doing alot)
Chill out Bruh, you're doing alot

I miss my bump-box
But these monkey boys were doing alot
I'm rich i'll just buy another one
These niggas worse then the forbidden-jawns

Doing alot, Doing alot
Doing alot, Doing alot
Doing alot, Doing alot



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