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Молодість

Ночь

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bc it hasn't been uploaded anywhere else besides YouTube

[Verse]
Ay, ay, aye
These bitches gotta be kidding me (Let’s go)
Bitch call me broke when she livin' off income
My gucci cost more than your rent, bitch, literally
These bitches was fans before they was enemies (Duh)
This bitch is a big dummy
Type of bitch go and flex all her rent money
Stop the capping we know you don’t get money (Stop the cap)
It was never no beef with this bitch
Man, this hoe is delusional and want some exposure (Some exposure)
This bitch grown as the fuck and she twice as my age
On my life, man, I don’t even know her (On my mama)
Insecure, man, that bitch need some closure
Big Scorpio, I was born in October
One minute, yeah, I be smoking a opp
Then I’m smoking Gelato, I must be bipolar

[Verse 2]
Kickin’ big shit with my feet on 'em (Ay!)
I ain’t even gotta touch the bitch
'Cause her baby daddy beat on her
No forreal, beat her ass, then he skeete on her
Shit, and he might even pee on her
It’s a opp hoe in my fat wood
Bitch so broke that she ran out of tissue
And wiped her stank ass with a backwood
But it’s time to close the curtain
Bitch you so wack, I’d rather play with [?]
Fresh as fuck, like my name dish detergent
Watch my every move
Man, this bitch steady lurking (Why?)
Yeah, I’m bout to get it in (What?)
Bitch, how you gon’ diss lookin sponsored by Citi Trends?
Bitch you a flop, you don’t know what to do
I came back to my talk, we can go [?]

[Break]
Come on, bitch
You know you had to mention $hyfromdatre to get some views
Stop playin’ (Stop playin!)

[Outro]
I really beat bitches for fun
I pulled up on her and she pulled out a gun
I don’t even got the rest of the energy to-
For this lame ass bitch (No cap)
I should slap the fuck out your mama
You grown as the fuck flashing 200 dollars, the fuck
(Bitch get out the [?] and come get in the field)
You know I'm the face of the city, bitch
That’s why you mad
Lil' bitch, aha
Bitch, you know my name
Hoe, stop playin with me
This bitch is goofy
For the record hoe, I don’t stay with my pappy
My rap stating real life
Now tell 'em how you was a fan first
Aye, the fuck

6000 Degrees

Money And Sex

Written by: Avec Plaisir
Mixed by: Dylan Hanwright
Mastered by: Charles-David Dubé
Artwork: David Richard

Active Listening

Junji Burrito

Decaffeinated Christian

Lyrics:

It's dirty floors
And bloody walls
And broken glass I'm seeing
I tried to call
I tried to call
If you pick up, I'm screaming
Seen you freeze up when I tried to talk
If you try to talk, I hate it
If this gon' carry on
I shouldn't get involved, but
(I get high off it!)

I can't run away from this!
The way she spoke just made me sick!
Paint my walls red and drink a fifth!
Cause you still ain't holding me close
So wake me up when this gon' be over
The way you looked just made me get cold
Ring me up if you ever get lonely
I'm still in love so I'm prolly gon' fold

I keep running myself in circles
Tryna find any way back into your arms
But you still ain't holding me

Close, okay okay
I was gone for a minute, I'll be back in another now
Oh, okay I'll stay, started acting super freaky 
so I guess that she could get it now
Woah, yes that's my baby
I should prolly head home, she gon' hit me any minute now
Woah, it's okay if she hates me
I'm still stuck up on a chick that ain't worth saving

I know you hated every word I wrote
But baby I'm still singing
You wanna get involved?
I saw you text and call
But I'm too drunk to read them
I know it pissed you off when I would try to talk
I know that one of us is gonna end up getting hurt
Know you still want me dead, or worse
I hate fire but I watched it burn!
(I get high off it!)

I can't run away from this!
The way she spoke just made me sick!
Paint my walls red and drink a fifth!
Cause you still ain't holding me close
So wake me up when this gon' be over
The way you looked just made me get cold
Ring me up if you ever get lonely
I'm still in love so I'm prolly gon' fold
I can't run away from this!
The way she spoke just made me sick!
Paint my walls red and drink a fifth!
Cause you still ain't holding me close
So wake me up when this gon' be over
The way you looked just made me get cold
Ring me up if you ever get lonely
I'm still in love so I'm prolly gon' fold

I keep running myself in circles
Tryna find any way back into your arms
But you still ain't holding me!

dirty floors

Cheekface – Life in a Bag

mars

Stupid Shit

CHRISTMAS DEMO MIX OF TRACKS FROM YCC SQUAD

11.SQUAD(Vadu,Maxus,fkey)

Similar to R I.P.  A bit of fun with a Dylanesque type blues.

A Little While

Outta reach

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtnXGGtwzSQ
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lyrics:
Like we used to
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We don't play in gigs like we used to
We don't play in the streets like we used to
We don't hang out in squares like we used to
and we don't drink ice cold beers like we used to

and now we grew up, became strangers we fell on trap 
and the days are not the same, like we used to...used to

We don't jam at all, like we used to
we don't grill outside the yard, like we used to
we don't party as friends like we used to
we don't say hello like we used to....used to

and now egos stood up, became cold and all that crap
and the years are not the same, like we used to...used to!

Rock and Roll Kills

Like We Used To

He spent his whole life. He tried to do right
He gave them his best years. 
He worked late each night
He ruined his eyesight. 
Trying to get ahead

He was a company man through to the bone.  
He was always at work even when he was at home.
But like a commodity to be bought and liquidated
They had to let him go when the economy deflated

Hot prospects turn cold some say he’s too old
To start all over again
There’s too much free time he just can’t unwind
He’s forgotten how to play

He gave them his heart he gave them his soul  
and then they turned around and let him go
They said they had to watch the bottom line
It was getting pretty close to corporate bonus time
They said here’s wishing you the best of luck it’s nothing personal

He sits on a park bench smelling the stench 
of his broken dreams
And people they walk past no flags at half-mast 
for the demise of the company man

He was a company man through to the bone.  
He was always at work even when he was at home.
But like a commodity to be bought and liquidated
They had to let him go when the economy deflated
They had to let him go and now he needs to be sedated
He gave them his heart he gave them his soul  
and then they turned around and let him go
They said they had to watch the bottom line
It was getting pretty close to corporate bonus time
They said here’s wishing you the best of luck it’s nothing personal
They said here’s wishing you the best of luck it’s nothing personal

Company Man

Call On Me - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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When The Trees Were Higher

Falling

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