22 Ft. NOVÂFLED

(prod. Hayku)



Lyrics: 

I been driving for 6 hours
I don’t have a destination 

Got a quarter tank of gas
But I can’t find a fucking station 

On the road a little longer
seen a quarter of the nation 

But I’m patient, please don’t hate me
Why you starting allegations 



I been raging in the basement
I’m so ready just to drop bombs

With both palms, from both arms
The city was acting so calm

I’m still calm but… wait,
I shiver ‘little bit

I tend to go get pissed off from
The rich doing their little shit



And I’m tired from my day
I wanna go and lay my head down

Don’t know what I wanna say
I need a new car just to get round 

I stay down, you stay clown
But I know our money long

Taking rips out of the bong
So I can drop another song



You know whats wrong with the world
We live in, cause it’s our time

You think you acting like a gangster
Doing all this hard crime

Toothbrush to my shoe
Tryna scrub away the tough grime 

And I work a 9-5
Feel I only make like 5 dimes



Got 9 lives and fye rhymes
Shit, I’m not a housecat 

But you listen to my shit
It have you thinking your about that

Only like to smoke some weed
Your doing more, can’t be around that

Anchored to the ground so 
You can never make me bounce back 



I’m biting harder
Then an mother fucking alligator 

Pussy boy I know
You soft like you a now and later

Cant stand a bitch name Nibby 
Boy you such an agitator

Treat the kid like shit
You fake collaborator 



Trouble breathing
Had to go and get a ventilator 

Pussy boy you gotta pay
To ride the elevator 

It’s just me, I’m staying focus
Stacking hella paper

Looking at the gps 
Yeah that’s a navigator

 

I been driving for 6 hours
I don’t have a destination 

Got a quarter tank of gas
But I can’t find a fucking station 

On the road a little longer
seen a quarter of the nation 

But I’m patient, please don’t hate me
Why you starting allegations 



I been raging in the basement
I’m so ready just to drop bombs

With both palms, from both arms
The city was acting so calm

I’m still calm but… wait,
I shiver ‘little bit

I tend to go get pissed off from
The rich doing their little shit



And I’m tired from my day
I wanna go and lay my head down

Don’t know what I wanna say
I need a new car just to get round 

I stay down, you stay clown
But I know our money long

Taking rips out of the bong
So I can drop another song



You know whats wrong with the world
We live in, cause it’s our time

You think you acting like a gangster
Doing all this hard crime

Toothbrush to my shoe
Tryna scrub away the tough grime 

And I work a 9-5
Feel I only make like 5 dimes



Got 9 lives and fye rhymes
Shit, I’m not a housecat 

But you listen to my shit
It have you thinking your about that

Only like to smoke some weed
Your doing more, can’t be around that

Anchored to the ground so 
You can never make me bounce back 



I’m biting harder
Then an mother fucking alligator 

Pussy boy I know
You soft like you a now and later

Cant stand a bitch name Nibby 
Boy you such an agitator

Treat the kid like shit
You fake collaborator 



Trouble breathing
Had to go and get a ventilator 

Pussy boy you gotta pay
To ride the elevator 

It’s just me, I’m staying focus
Stacking hella paper

Looking at the gps 
Yeah that’s a navigator

NO DESTINATION (prod. Hayku)

FT. @PRINCEZUKI 

LINKTR.EE/PRINCEZUKI 
LINKTR.EE/PRODGUARDIAN

(PROD. MUD)
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvJNtC_NfDPYglbCV4n-HFg

I'VE HAD ENOUGH FT.ZUKI(PROD. MUD)

(prod. sadlovesyou)

Lyrics:

I got that shook flow
I put it on everything

I love myself
And I’ll take me for everything

Momma told me 
I should buy you a wedding ring 

I brought my chop
To the stu’ just to let her sing



You are not bettering
Feelings unsettling 

Who in the fuck
Do you think your endeavoring 

I am not Threatening 
You are you just testing it

Knew I’m bipolar 
This life you were entering 



All of these feelings
Swept under the table

I tell you my stories
They seem like a fable 

Remember them nights
When I didn’t have cable

I want to help out
But I feel so unstable



I wanted to vent 
But felt so unable

I wake up hungover
My body disabled 

I don’t need a label
I’m going out fatal

So can you all bury my body
On maple 



I like that last bar
But you don’t get the reference 

Got mushrooms and weed
But she don’t have a preference 

I’m sipping on wocky
And chewing my pendant 

I feel like a god
And I feel I transcended 



I still hate the way
That we started to end it 

It started around 
When I first got suspended 

I miss waking up 
In your bed with my breakfast

Your face in my mind
It’ll forever be threaded 



Enough of this bullshit
Just get out my phone

I’m going through shit
And I’ll deal on my own

So it’s better that Shookie
Just sits all alone

low key wanna hear
That you wanna come home



I’m not being mean
And I’m watching my tone

My minds in a scatter
My tempter is blown

You got my attention 
My ego is thrown

You what was the stuff
That you screamed on the phone

(4) THAT SHOOK FLOW SHIT (prod. sadlovesyou)

SHOOKIE

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