fed up (kenzee)

g r a v e . (p. sheepy)

New World Order

#countUp Life

lyrics:
huh yuh lil bitch i ball
got a lil bitch so cold
but i can’t tell his ass no
like ion even know
like baby ik u got hoes, but ion even wanna know
and lil bitch ik u got love, but ion even want it no
i don’t wanna know what you do 
i don’t rlly care what you say
ain’t answer me all dam day
i’m sick of these games we play
i quit cus ts 2 hard
up blic n the range go far
drive quick ion stop that car
sippin the quagen, the drank
my bro gotta switch wit a drac
i’m eatin & countin my cheese
3 days n i’m slappin them beats
can’t lie i won’t pop them ps 
bitch go get ya partna plz
do he know you be coppin pleas?
i’m callin my bitch rn 
he know i be poppin beans 
i don’t rlly care what you do
i don’t needa know what you think 
i don’t rlly care what you say
i’m rlly careless to say
diamonds & carats engraved 
dye my hair make ts change
and u bitches is rlly so strange
like how u switch up for a lame?
i guess you jus stay in ya lane
bitch you need to stay in ya lane!!

stay in ya lane!

prod wunkojunko

baby im too fried i don’t care about ur emotions
my baby too fly he stay comin in with that motion
but he think im 2 deprived cuz i got hoes, im goin
n he choose not to know it
i told him to leave me alone if he can’t take it
I wanna love you back, but I can’t fake it no more
everytime i hear you talk i swear i hate it
everyday im tryna change you it makes my patience lower
we moving too fast like we should take it slower

ion got the time to get to know u like that
u said that you’ll wait on me but i won’t like that
i hate ur fucking company go get ur time back
fr, i don’t want u near me no more fr
i don’t wanna see u no more fr
hope it stay that way down the road fr

baby im too fried i don’t care about ur emotions
my baby too fly he stay comin in with that motion
but he think im 2 deprived cuz i got hoes, im goin
n he choose not to know it
i told him to leave me alone if he can’t take it
I wanna love you back, but I can’t fake it no more
everytime i hear you talk i swear i hate it
everyday im tryna change you it makes my patience lower
we moving too fast like we should take it slower

insufferabl ( prod. wunkojunko )

maybe
i love it when you’re gone 
it helps me day dream
about lying in your arms

baby
i know when it gets hard
I’ll love you from afar
you’ll never be alone
you’ll always have somewhere to call your home

my baby
you know whos just my type
we act just alike
you know just what i like; my baby

lately 
its getting hard to move
the fear of missing you
i dont know what to do
without my baby

you’re everything i’ve wanted
correct me if im wrong
its weighing on my conscious

my baby

i dont write love songs

prod 513cloud

<LYRICS>

Blue strips i fell in love wit the hunnits
I fell in love wit the bag and the bundles
Call up the squad for a play gotta huddle up
That boy prolly call his gang up to cuddle bruh
Me n luh Kaso jus hopped in the shuttle bug
Me n the gang hit the bank
And pull out a bag
A couple of stacks
Me and the gang take a trip to the mall fuck some money up
Bro talkin down on the squad fuck luh buddy up
Brodie done been wit some hoes had a bunch of em
Bet that shit know that cash come in abundance
And all that shit you said you cannot get none of us
HA!
That bitch a treesh
Talkin that shit bout the squad what a reach
Yea me n gang gon blow the city up Keef
When the feds die gon smoke that boy like some ceeb

When the feds die gon smoke that boy CBD
No brakence he chillin by death C.B.D.
Put gas in my lungs this shit pure THC
Chicken all in my wallet walk wit KFC
N my shooter to clean he up it then he green
N big brodie gun Loaded up get dropped by Z
Or get dropped by bro mazi blacked out ARP
Send that boy up wit god n tell em c'est la vie
If that boy drop the low? Might pull-up n slime em
Gangnem high asf cuttin up on I-10
All my guy stand 10 toes behind em
If you not wit that tf outta my face
Gang might blick that boy up in the driveway
We tryna heat some shit up like fireplace
Guns like Fortnite no this is not a game
We on the top floor invaded a sky base

I just might cut that boy off ion need yuh
Simple drip stomp that boy out in adidas
I gotta foxy woman like Alicia
Yo hoe a treesh n u think that u need her
Just say I don’t need you like Motive
Back in 10th grade talk bout my problems with lotus
Nowadays I got a problem start rollin
Nowadays if they want beef ima troll em
HA!
That boy wanna troll
Gotta pay a toll
It’s gon be a bankroll
That bitch want beef wit me
Get beat by my lady
I cannot beef wit no stank hoe
Lil brodie want beef me
Can’t beat luh buddy
Got some shooters that do what I say so
Them youngans dripped out in that VLone
You woulda thought u got popped up by Peso

Blue strips i fell in love wit the hunnits
I fell in love wit the bag and the bundles
Call up the squad for a play gotta huddle up
That boy prolly call his gang up to cuddle bruh
Me n luh Kaso jus hopped in the shuttle bug
Me n the gang hit the bank
And pull out a bag
A couple of stacks
Me and the gang take a trip to the mall fuck some money up
Bro talkin down on the squad fuck luh buddy up
Brodie done been wit some hoes had a bunch of em
Bet that shit know that cash come in abundance
And all that shit you said you cannot get none of us
HA!
That bitch a treesh
Talkin that shit bout the squad what a reach
Yea me n gang gon blow the city up Keef
When the feds die gon smoke that boy like some ceeb

hunnits [513cloud]

Trappedoutjack-Whitegirl

Pass The Blunt

Can't LOSE

Twovrt

WOCKTOBER


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